Page 18 of Stray Omega

He spun the omega one more time, making her whine in surprise. And Orwen growled cruelly because he had found exactly what he was looking for.

Her ass.

The omega was a tiny little thing. Petite. But the mounds of her ass were curvy and perfectly cushioned to withstand Orwen’s rough abuse. That was how he would punish her. That’s how he would establish his dominance over her body.

This omega would learn to obey.

With a snarl, Orwen sat down on a mossy log and violently dragged the naked omega across his lap. The wild little creature squealed through her gag, a high-pitched nasal sound, and she started to struggle.

“Hold her in place,” Orwen growled at Leros.

“What are you going to do?”

“Just hold her, kid.”

The young alpha obeyed. He stepped forward and steadied the omega’s body while Orwen unspooled the leash from the branch. He untied the knot, tossed the broken stick away, and then used the free end of the leash to tie the omega’s hands behind her back.

Now she wasn’t going anywhere.

The omega whimpered and squirmed in Orwen’s lap.

Ark gave a warning growl. “Orwen…”

“Don’t worry, boss. I’ll go easy on her.”

Yeah, right.

When he brought his hand down the first time, the impact of skin on skin rang through the forest like a crack of thunder, startling a flock of birds who burst from the branches overhead and fluttered away in fright.

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