Page 14 of Total Assist (For Puck’s Sake #13)

SHIVELY

I wake to a soft touch on my shoulder. My eyes flutter open, and for just a minute, I forget where I am. I’m at home in my bed.

When the soft touch on my shoulder comes again, I remember I’m not alone. I roll over and come face to face with Dasan. It’s not often that he spends the night. Never when we’re in a hotel and only rarely when we’re home.

“Good morning, my pet,” he says and gently brushes my hair from my forehead. “How’d you sleep?”

I smile and scooch a little closer. “Good. Did you?”

“I did. Forgot where I was this morning, but that’s not incredibly uncommon. We wake up in different rooms multiple times a week.”

I huff. Yeah, no kidding.

“This is the best way to wake up, though. Your sexy body pressed to mine.” Dasan’s lips touch mine. I’ve come to expect that most of his kisses are actually very soft. They don’t often become wet or even involve tongue at all. Because of that, they always make my heart skip a beat.

“What do you have planned today?” he asks.

I sigh. “Household chores, primarily. You?”

“My coach is a hardass, so I have to get some weight training in or he’s going to think I’m lazy.”

I grin. “Asshole coach.”

“He does have a nice asshole,” Dasan agrees, and I laugh. He kisses me softly again. Twice. Three more times. “I’m not in a hurry to get out of bed, though.”

“Want me to suck you, Master?”

Dasan smiles. It’s small and sexy. “I think I want to be in your ass this morning. What do you think? Can I fuck my pet before I go to the gym?”

I nod.

“Why don’t you be a good boy and get your hole ready for me? Come here and straddle me so I can watch.”

My face burns as I get up and crawl over him to reach for the condoms and lube on the bedside table. I straddle him backward, just the way he indicated, so he has a clear shot of my ass. My heart races. My hand shakes as I reach between my legs for my hole.

Oh my god, I might pass out. This is horrifying.

Just as I touch myself, Dasan’s hand circles my wrist, making me jump. My eyes snap open, and I realize I was squeezing them shut.

“What’s wrong, Shiv?”

A puff of air pushes through my mouth. “I feel self-conscious,” I admit, because I have no interest in being punished. Dasan hasn’t determined what a punishment would be, but I sure as fuck don’t want to find out. I’m not that kind of sub.

“Why?”

“I’ve never touched myself before,” I tell him. “Not… not to amount to anything.” I’m not even sure I know what I’m doing.

Dasan releases my wrist, and I’m surprised when his fingers rest on top of mine. “Let me show you.” He guides one of them inside my hole along with his over top, so I’m not beginning with one finger but two. He urges it deeper then presses his against mine, making it curl.

A pool of heat ignites between my legs, and I shiver. Dasan is patient and thorough, teaching me how to finger and stretch myself with pleasure.

There’s a good chance I could fall for this man. He didn’t once make me feel stupid or inept.

“Good boy,” he murmurs. “You did really well for me, Shiv. I’m proud of you.”

I smile, letting my head bow. He could tell me I’m breathing like a good boy, and I think I’d come undone for him.

“Get my dick ready for your body, now.”

I drop my mouth to his cock and suck him while I blindly fumble for the condom. Once I have it in hand, I pull off and roll it down his length, making sure it’s situated exactly as it should be. Next is lube, and I paint him as if I’m frosting a cookie, making sure every inch is covered.

“Nice job, pet. Now it’s time to sit on my dick. Stay in this position and have a seat.”

I crawl forward then sit back on my haunches. Dasan doesn’t help me, which has me feeling self-conscious once again. I’ve never put him inside my body before. I line him up and slowly sit on his cock.

I groan as soon as his cockhead enters me, that damn barbell dragging down my tunnel, leaving fiery heat in its wake. My body shivers. Dasan’s hands grip my thighs, and he pulls me all the way onto his cock. I jerk on him, gasping loudly as my dick throbs.

“I need to come,” I gasp. Fuck, it’s right there already.

Dasan chuckles. “Lie back, my little fuck toy. That’s it.” I struggle to control my movement enough to lie back on him. My legs burn as I try to shift them out from behind and under me until I’m lying on his chest. This position shifts the angle, and my back arches dramatically.

“I need to come,” I beg again. The press of my orgasm is right there. My dick throbs. I’m sure it’s his piercing. It doesn’t just hit all the pleasure points. It creates them everywhere it touches.

“Just this once, you can come on me as often as you want while I fuck you.”

He doesn’t even finish his sentence before I’m coming on his dick. It rushes out of me like a compressor forcing out air. I shake as my dick sprays us, and my body tingles with the feeling as I struggle to catch my breath.

I don’t have a chance to catch my breath though. The tail of my orgasm has barely settled when Dasan begins moving into my body, forcing more pleasure where my orgasm just vacated.

I’ve never been a loud lover. Never . But the sounds out of my mouth are anything but quiet. I’m not even sure they’re human.

What does he do to me? Why am I already overwhelmed with the need to come again? It feels as if his cock is injecting pleasure into me, forcing my orgasm to build and build and build.

“I need to come,” I shout as my body trembles.

“Already?” Dasan asks, his hips continuing to thrust upward into my ass without pause. “You just came. You’re such a cum dumpster, aren’t you?”

His words send a thrill through me, and I whimper. What the hell? I nod. “Please!” I beg.

“Come, Shiv. Come on my dick. Keep coming on my dick until I’m done breeding your hole.”

God, the way he’s talking to me. Every single word does something. It sets fire to my arousal, and I come again. Tears fill my eyes because it’s too good. Too much. Slightly painful since I just came.

But it doesn’t feel like it’s a full orgasm. My body doesn’t relax after. The pleasure never subsides, so the tank isn’t empty and ready to begin again. It’s still half full. I’m still halfway to orgasm.

My body shakes in his hold. Dasan’s arms are wrapped around me, keeping me right where he has me as he fucks me. God, why am I so close again already? Fuck, I need to grip my dick, but I’m not allowed to.

“You have such a nice, tight breeding hole,” Dasan grunts.

I whimper, words spilling out of me again. “I’m going to come, Master.”

“Do it,” he demands.

This time isn’t nearly as pleasurable as the last time. Tears sting my eyes as forced pleasure wrapped in thorns streaks through my core.

Dasan abruptly rolls us so I’m under him and presses my legs together, straight out. “Squeeze your breeding hole just like that, Shiv. Keep it tight.”

I clench my muscles, and Dasan fucks me with more force to get through them. If someone guessed that this brings another orgasm bubbling to the surface, they’d be right.

I grip the bedding, trying not to let it come out.

I know he said I can come whenever I want to this time, but it’s not as blissful as it usually is.

It aches. My balls ache. My cock aches. However, in this position, keeping my hole gripped tightly around Dasan’s dick, his grunts are loud, deep, and growly.

They’re a verbal aphrodisiac that goes straight to my core, and I’m on the verge of coming again. “Dasan,” I whimper. “Master. Please .”

“Come, sweet omega. Fucking come for me.”

His growly voice seems to command my blood, and I cry out as I come. This time is different. Dasan comes with me. I feel the way he buries himself and how his cock pulses. The way he growls and grunts in my ear.

It’s good again. The thorns are gone. My orgasm leaves me literally breathless, like the air was forced from my lungs. I feel it all the way to my toes.

I can’t make myself inhale until his weight comes down on me and forces me to breathe. I suck in a breath, my body shaking.

“You’re addicting,” Dasan murmurs. “Holy fuck, your hole is… paradise.” His arms push under me, and he hugs me to him. “You’re perfect, Shiv. You know that? The way your pretty hole gets tight around me until I lose my mind is maddening in the best way.”

I shiver with each compliment. My entire body turns warm and relaxes.

“I found your honorific, Shiv. Are you familiar with omegaverse?”

I shake my head. “We’re going to have storytime soon because you need a story to fully understand, but an omega is submissive, precious, perfect, and able to take any big dick with a voracious hunger.

They come frequently, easily, and beg for more.

Their whimpers and whines are like a drug, calling right to the blood.

You, Shively, are my fucking omega. I’m so fucking obsessed with you, I don’t know why I didn’t figure this out before. ”

I close my eyes and bask in his… obsession. I like the sounds of that. I will be that for him. “Are you still Master? Or Lord?”

“Nuh uh. I’m the opposite of omega. I growl and bite and protect and command.

You’re mine to control, yet you easily control me with the sweet sounds you make and my desire to give you everything you could ever want.

You take my dick like a master, like your body was made for it.

I’m your alpha, sweetheart. That’s what you’ll call me. ”

“Alpha,” I murmur, nodding. “Okay, Alpha.”

Dasan grunts. His hips jerk, making his cock shift inside me. “I think I have an omegaverse kink that I didn’t know about.”

I grin even though I don’t know what that is. I’m excited to figure it out though.

We quietly lay for a long time before Dasan sighs and gently pulls away from me. I hate the feeling of his cock leaving my body, especially when he murmurs, “Uh oh.”

My shoulders tense, and I twist a little to look at his face. His eyebrows are knitted together as he looks down at my ass. Oh god. What’s wrong with my ass? Did he fuck it so good that it’s permanently stretched open? Is that even a thing?

“What?” I ask, imagining the worst things ever.

I hear the peeling of the condom from his dick before he holds it up. Shredded. My eyes widen. Honestly, I almost laugh. It’s like the Hulk’s cock. It simply burst its way through.

“What happened?” I ask.

“I don’t think we had a conversation about how to put a condom on around my piercing,” he says, amused. “It tore through.”

“Oh.” I bite my lip. “I should be more concerned, shouldn’t I?”

“Well, on the one hand, I totally just bred my omega, so I feel like I got to live out my kink a little more thoroughly than I intended.”

“I’m really going to need an omega education,” I say.

He grins. “On the other, I think we didn’t have a conversation about no condoms either. For the record, I haven’t had sex without a condom in years and certainly not since my last physical earlier this summer.”

I nod. “Same.”

“We’ll get tested this week though. Just for a clear bill of health. Okay?”

I nod again. “Okay, Alpha.”

Dasan groans, and his body comes back down on mine. “God, you’re going to keep me fucking hard just by saying that word. Sweet, lovely, perfect omega.”

And I’m going to become a puddle under him if he keeps saying all these wonderful things to me.

With a heavy sigh, Dasan pushes himself up. “Don’t move, omega. I’m going to get rid of the rubber mess and turn the shower on.” He kisses my cheek and leaves me on the bed.

There’s no doubt in my mind that I’m going to feel this for days. The perfect kind of sex with Dasan. The kind that keeps giving.

Dasan is back in a minute, gently coaxing me from the bed. “Good news. It looks like the condom is in one piece, so there are likely no remnants in your sweet breeding hole.”

I give him a dubious look which makes him grin. With his arm around my waist, we head into the bathroom. Dasan washes me thoroughly, gently, and so damn attentively. All the while, he tells me how well I took his dick. How much he loved breeding me. How he can’t wait to do it again.

By the time the shower is over, my cock is hard as fuck and ready for more. I glare at it because this isn’t the dick of a forty-two-year-old man. It should not be ready for another round already.

Dasan loves my dick hard. “You truly are my omega,” he murmurs, touching my cock gently. “You know what? Instead of a chastity cage today, I have a different game we’re going to play.”

Oh no.

“You’re going to stay hard for me all day, omega. All. Day. When I get home, I’m going to teach you how to put a condom on my cock to accommodate for the movement of my piercing, then I’m going to breed you all night while you continuously come on my dick.”

He grips my chin, forcing my eyes to his. This is going to be torture.

“Be prepared to send me picture evidence of your hard dick when I demand it, omega. Failure to do so within one minute of receiving my text will result in punishment. Am I clear?”

“What’s the punishment?” I ask.

“I’ll be thinking about that at the gym, but you don’t want to be punished, do you?” he asks, and I’m already shaking my head. Fuck no, I don’t. “You want to be my good omega, right?”

“Yes,” I breathe.

He groans. “God, this kink is going to get out of control.” He kisses me and pulls away. “Have your phone on you, Shiv.”

I watch as he leaves me standing in the bathroom, hard and dripping.

Fuck. Me.