Page 52 of Auctioned to the Alpha

Giving her no time to dig her hole deeper with another sharp-tongued retort, he laid the first stroke down across the upper slopes of her buttocks, the flesh rippling pleasingly, the pistol-shot report of the stroke contrasting against her gasp.

“Thought I’d start easy on you, didn’t you? But that’s not the way to train omegas. You have to start as you mean to go on.”

She bit off a reply, her hips shifting slightly.

Good. You’re learning.

With an urgency born of his increasingly aching desire, he laid down five more strokes, covering her bottom in broad, bright pink marks. He touched a few of the spots where the edge of the belt dug in a little too deeply, leaving tiny, reddened welts, thrilling at her moans when he gently squeezed them.

“A good start, I think. Now, be still, and show me you can learn your lesson.”

Placing a hand upon the small of her back to steady her, he striped her up, then down, then back up, losing count of the number of strikes from the belt. Soon enough, she was grunting with each blow, then crying out, especially at the flurry he aimed at the tender junction just under the overhang of her very pleasingly lush buttocks.

He varied his angle, loving the way that belting her in an upward motion sent her generous cheeks wobbling, the flesh rippling in a way that called out to him to sink his teeth into, to squeeze, and caress, and murmur how much she was mesmerizing him with her beauty, that the Draw was imprisoning them both in its relentless fortress of lust, and need, and obsession.

“Just a few more, girl,” he murmured, rubbing his palm over and over across her ass, soothing and inflaming her marks. She mewled, but rather than pull away from his touch, she pressed against his hand, grinding her hips, groaning when he stopped to delve his fingertips deep into her cleft.

She was positively awash in slick, her inner thighs soaked with it, the essence of her so thick on the air he could taste it—which only drove him ever closer to the brink of insanity, so badly did he want to sink his cock deep inside her.

Soon… soon!

“That’s my sweet girl. My omega wants this.” Giving the hot, swollen slot of her sex a handful of playful smacks, her fluids clinging to his palm, he smiled at the way she shuddered. “You might still fight it, but your pussy? She’s already thrown in the towel, hasn’t she? She’s accepted reality—and now all she knows isneed.”

“Please… I can’t… take this anymore.”

“Ask me, omega. You’re not getting off easy. Not anymore.” He slashed in another viper’s kiss with the belt, leaving a great red welt slanted across the middle of her cheeks. She cried out with it, but if anything, she lowered her body still further, arching her back, her bottom broadening still more, presenting in that mouth-watering way no male could ever truly resist.

Especially when it was an omega doing it.

“Your… your cock. I need it. Want it. Give it to me…fuck, I don’t know what I’m saying anymore!” She quivered, and he stroked her bottom, shushing her. She stilled then, taking a deep breath. “I… I can’t fight this… I don’twantto now. What does that mean?”

He bent over her, whispering in her ear, stroking a palm down the trough of her spine. “It means you’re finally seeing it now. What youare.”

It was time, and he wasted none of it, unzipping his jeans and pulling himself free. His cock was hugely engorged, the veins bulging, the entire shaft aching to be inside the woman who was, literally, made for him.

Positioning the head at the slot of her sex, he worried the hood of her clit with it, making her moan and writhe anew.

“This is the moment when you truly understand what you are—and what you’ll always be.”

She groaned as he drove into her in one long, steady lunge, until the head of his cock pressed to the firm nose of her cervix deep inside her.

“Mine.”

He stayed like that for a full minute, letting her accommodate to his size, her pussy stretched tightly around his girth, leaving her quivering.

Stacy’s voice was so strained it was little more than a squeak. “It’s… it’shuge.”

“Too much?” he asked, moving slowly, making her catch her breath.

“Y-yes.”

“Oh, that’s too bad,” he said with a playfully teasing cadence. He pulled back and drove forward again, pleased to hear her quavering sigh as he filled every inch of her once more. “Want me to stop?”

“Fuck…I-I need it.”

“Even if it hurts?” He kissed her temple. “Especiallyif it hurts?”

She nodded quickly, panting then as he began to thrust slowly within her, each deep drive making her quiver around him.

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