Page 5 of Adira's Omega (Alpha Matters Universe #1)

Chapter five

Adira

N yla stood in front of me, looking far too delicious for her own good. Not that it mattered at the moment. She vanished in the middle of the night, causing me great distress. I awoke to an empty bed, then I quickly realized it was an empty suite. I ran around the mansion and forced the staff to drop whatever they were doing to search for her.

Of course, no one found her until she showed up, sleepy and concerned.

Then she stood up to me in front of Layla, undermining my rule in this house. I knew Layla wouldn’t spread word and cared for Nyla, so I allowed some weakness to show to her alone, but if any other had been present, I wouldn’t have been able to brush it aside for the time being.

Now that Nyla was fed after what I heard was a long morning of shopping, I could show her what her punishments would look like.

I knew what other owners and mates would do. Depending on who it was and what the underling did, they might go without food for a few days or be locked in a cage to watch their friend or lover be used in some way. However, there was a line I didn’t want to cross. Not because of Nyla, but because of my own beliefs. The only person I would force myself upon is Nyla, and my pheromones allowed that to happen with ease.

If I punished Layla too severely, getting Nyla back to the point of caring for me would be a challenge if not impossible. I had to weigh my options and dole out punishments to her and Layla that would put me in an acceptable position with them and show the world that I was still me and hadn’t gone soft because of a new mate.

I tapped my finger on my hip and watched Nyla’s breathing increase as time went on. We were in the main room of our suite until I made my decision.

“Nyla, what do you think your punishment should be? While you’re at it, what punishment should Layla have for not taking care of you?” That got her attention. Her deep blue eyes bore into my green ones, but I didn’t budge. I wanted to see what she would say. After all, she had a lot to say earlier.

Her nostrils flared, and her mouth popped open and shut a few times before she took a deep breath and answered me. “Sending Layla to live under another for the six hours you deemed she didn’t take care of me would be suitable. Not someplace horrible but someplace to show her how lucky she truly is.”

“Huh, I didn’t expect such a decent answer. I thought you would want to save your friend and demand I not punish her.”

Nyla rolled her eyes, then looked away, biting her lower lip. “I wanted to say that, but you wouldn’t take that as an answer. I know how this world works, Adira. I hate it, but I know the rules.”

She looked so sad, and I couldn’t wait to change that expression to one of surprise and ecstasy. I felt my cock stirring inside me, wanting to break out and be submerged inside our sweet, little mate, but I needed to finish this conversation first. Nyla wasn’t done yet.

“Punishment accepted. She will spend tomorrow morning at my father’s.” Nyla perked up at that, and she started to ask about him, but I waved her off. “You will meet my parents eventually, but we will not speak of them now.” Her brows scrunched together in annoyance, but I ignored it. “Now, for your punishment.” I crossed my arms and waited.

“I don’t know. I can’t—”

“Yes, you can, and you will, or I will make sure the punishment is far worse than the crime. Now, tell me,” I growled out, stepping closer to her and towering over her small form.

I watched her gulp, then open her mouth to speak. “For vanishing, being locked away or suite-bound would be a typical punishment. The harsher owners would probably chain their property in a cell and forget them for a week. For undermining you in front of Layla, others might take my tongue, but I think you like my tongue, so—”

“Oh, do I?”

“Yes,” she said without hesitation. “So not speaking for however long might be better fitting. I am sorry though. It was only Layla, and I wasn’t thinking of her as a servant but as my friend.”

“I know, and that is part of why you aren’t being punished more harshly. However, I need you to understand that what you did was wrong and can’t happen again. If you had spoken back to me in such a way in front of other Alphas, I would be debating on how much I liked that tongue of yours.”

Nyla gasped but hung her head, allowing me to carry on.

“I think I will keep this punishment a surprise. Follow me.” I left the main room and entered our bedroom. Straps were attached to the bed, and a small chest of supplies was left on the nightstand. “Strip and hop up.”

With little hesitation, Nyla did as she was told. The dress fell to the floor, her shoes were removed from her feet, and she slid back onto the bed, waiting for further instructions. I moved around the bed, pulling each limb and strapping it down until all four were done. I took my time and made my way to the chest, opening it and pulling out a vibrator before kneeling between Nyla’s legs in my leather pants and deep red blouse that I had worn to my earlier meeting.

I flicked on the vibrator, turning it on the lowest setting at a constant buzz before pressing it against Nyla’s clit. She jolted and hissed. I pulled it away.

“Your punishment is this. I will pull the vibrator, my tongue, finger, cock, everything away the second you make a sound. A whimper, a hiss, a moan, anything, and it will be taken for an indeterminate amount of time, then when you do finally come, and you will because we aren’t stopping until you do, you will be left here, chained and alone until tomorrow morning.”

Nyla lifted her head, looking at me with a frantic look on her face, but didn’t speak.

“Let’s begin.” I placed the vibrator back on her clit, and Nyla bit her tongue, refusing to make a sound. I drew a circle with it, and Nyla started rounding her hips, following the vibration. I knew she was hoping to make this quick, but I couldn’t have that.

Setting it up to still buzz on her clit, I slid off the bed and stripped down. My cock was half engorged and ready to slide into her dripping pussy. Setting back between her legs, I pulled the vibrator off of her and massaged the tip of my dick along her entrance, coating myself in her slick before thrusting myself in with one go.

Nyla wasn’t expecting it and gasped, so I pulled out and made sure no part of me or the vibrator was touching her. She groaned for a second, then zipped her lips again. After a few seconds, I realigned myself and inserted my cock inside her in one flick of my hips again, hitting the back of her pussy and slamming against her cervix. I groaned at the thought of her heat that was coming up in a few weeks. Her cervix would open up and allow me entrance so I could impregnate her.

The thought made me harder, and my cock twitched. To Nyla’s credit, she kept quiet.

I replaced the vibrator and swirled it and my hips in unison, driving Nyla higher. She was doing an amazing job at keeping silent, and it wasn’t part of the plan.

I increased the vibration intensity and pressed the head of the vibrator directly on her clit as I pumped into her. That got a moan.

Pulling out my cock and dropping the vibrator to the side, I watched her throw a small tantrum on the bed. Her arms and legs flailed a bit in exasperation and desperation for release, but it didn’t work too well in her favor since she was restrained.

I let out a chuckle and sat back until she calmed down. Once again, I waited a few seconds, then realigned myself and slammed in. This time, I left the vibrator out of the equation, gripping her hips and thrusting into her hard and slow, over and over. Her head fell back, but her mouth and eyes were sealed shut.

Leaning over her, I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth, nipping at the sensitive flesh. A whimper escaped her, so I pulled back and let her tantrum again. I wondered how long I could keep this up before I was torturing myself alongside her. For now, I was having too much fun to let her find release. By my estimate, we had been going for about fifteen minutes, but my first goal was an hour, then who knew what would happen?

Again and again, I teased her, fucked her, licked her, and every time, Nyla crumpled and let out a sound, causing us to start over. My frustration was quickly growing with hers, so I knew it was time to let her come all over my cock.

Sadly, I wouldn’t be able to knot her because of the second part of this punishment, but there would be plenty of time for that later.

I slid in with ease, her slick coating both of us and the bedding underneath. I groaned, and she remained speechless. I angled my hips, hitting all the right spots inside her before gripping onto the vibrator. Before pressing it to her clit, I said, “You are not to make a sound as you come either, Nyla. If you do, I will pull everything away, will place a clamp on your clit as punishment, and will leave you as promised.”

Nyla’s body tensed under me, but she nodded. I dropped the vibrator to the sensitive nub, and Nyla bucked up into me, her orgasm hitting her instantly. Too bad she didn’t listen well enough because a small moan that she tried so hard to cut off slipped from her lips.

She cried out and tears ran down her face as I ripped myself away from her and placed a small silicone-covered clamp onto her clit, ensuring it would stay put with any thrashing she did. Without a word, I stepped toward the door, but Nyla’s words stopped me.

“Please, don’t do this, Adira. I need you. Please, fuck me again. Please, I—”

“No, you will accept your punishment.” I gripped the handle and pulled open the door. Without looking back, I said, “I will see you in the morning, Nyla. Enjoy your alone time. It may be your last.”

It took an incredible amount of willpower to not burst back through the door and knot her so I could get off, but I controlled my urges, reminding myself that I would have her again tomorrow and every day after that.

Nyla was mine, and she wasn’t going anywhere.