Page 98 of Retribution

Goddamn, give a girl some lead, and she’ll run with it.

I groan as I feel the thick head of her new strap on dick rub over my tight hole. Only the best for my omega. If there was ever a case of biting off more than I can chew, this is it.

“Give it to me, darlin’,” I beg.

Her hand moves over my back as she continues to tease me.

“Am I the first one inside here?” she asks, her hips moving forward so my hole begins to spread open for the tip.

“Yes,” I say, my fingers clenching around the bedsheets as I struggle to breathe. “Isolde.”

“Take more,” she hisses, her hand on my hip as she pushes more of the strap on into my asshole.

My dick is weeping at both the pain and pleasure as she fucks me. My back arches as my eyes roll back. It feels as if she’s both breaking me apart and putting me back together, and her little noises are fucking killing me.

“Isolde,” I cry out. “Fuck me harder.”

She’s destroying me in the best ways, and her nails dig into my back as she comes again.

“Bounce on my dick,” she snarls, pinching my ass so I’ll sit up with a jolt.

“Fuck!” I yell. “You’re a mean little omega.”

“You have no idea,” she says, breathing hard. “I need you to come for me. How do I do that?”

“Jerk me off.”

Isolde’s hips continue to piston once my back plastered against her tits, and she reaches around to fist my cock. I help by fucking back into her toy, my breaths coming faster as my knot begins to inflate. I’m close.

Her scent and mine are tangling together until it’s all I can smell, and I manage to get to the base of the toy as her hand squeezes my red, angry crown.

Isolde whines as she looks over my shoulder, and I capture her lips at the hungry look in her gaze.

“I’d rather come inside you than your hand,” I confess.

“Yes, yes. This fake knot feels good, but I need you now,” she groans. “I really like the way you beg, Alpha. Thank you for my gift.”

“Whenever you need to ground yourself, my ass is yours,” I growl.

“I guess romance isn’t dead,” she admits, moving back to slide the toy out of me. I shudder as she does this, and she makes a noise of reprimand. “Don’t come yet.”

“Darlin’,” I pant, my entire nervous system on fire as she moves. “I promise I’ll have so much cum for you. Your pheromones are like catnip for me. I am going to be hard for days. Oh God.”

“No, not without me,” she pouts, tossing the toy to the side. Damn, she moves fast. “How can I have the most control with your dick inside of me?”

Turning, I lay back on the bed, watching the calculated way that she crawls over me. My hands move over her skin, and I notice that she’s much warmer than before. She’s falling fast into heat.

My omega is on the hunt for alpha dick, and I fully intend to give her mine.

“Just like this,” I say, watching as she instinctively rubs her cunt over my cock. “That’s it. Get me nice and wet.”

Isolde’s hand is shaking as she holds my cock in place so she can ease down on it.

“It doesn’t hurt,” she moans, dropping lower. I knew it wouldn’t, but experiencing is believing.

My jaw grits as she begins riding me, using me as her own personal toy. Her eyes open from unconsciously having closed, pupils blown wide with white hot desire.

“Atta girl. Fuck, you feel so good. Do you like being filled up?”