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“Wait,” I managed. “This isn’t simply decided. We need to talk more, and talk when we’re not worked up.”
“Did this work you up?” He was smiling and I could hear it in his tone. “You like the idea of keeping your pussy and ass empty for me, sweetling? You do, don’t you? Say it. Say that your pussy is mine.”
I choked. And the words just came out. “My pussy is yours,” I breathed.
He groaned.
I convulsed.
“I’m touching myself, omega, right now, thinking about you with someone else, some other man with his cock hard and straining, begging to put it inside you, and you’re telling him that your pussy doesn’t belong to you, it belongs to me, and that he’s not allowed to fuck it.”
I mewled, my whole body tightening.
“I’m picturing you sucking him instead,” he said, gasping. “Fuck, I bet you look amazing with a cock in your mouth.”
He was masturbating and thinking about me with another man? Really? This was making my head spin, but it was also making me very, very hot. I put my hand under the covers and slid it down to touch myself again. I began to tentatively nudge my clit. “Are you watching me with him?”
“Would you like that?” he said. “I’d love that. I’d love to orchestrate it, honestly, sitting back watching you with him, telling him which parts of you he was allowed to have and which were my property.”
I gasped.
“That turns me on,” he said. “But you’re not property, omega. You’re not a thing. I don’t own you. You understand that I’m only pretending, right?”
“S-sure,” I said, but it was a lie, wasn’t it? I was his property. He’d scraped his teeth onto the nape of my neck, and I’d fallen into his arms. Then I’d looked up at him like an adoring idiot and whatever he said, I agreed with.
He wanted to fuck other people, fine.
He wanted to say I couldn’t, fine. Actually, it was making me all hot and bothered.
The worst part was that some part of me, some very buried part, was trying to protest, saying that this wasn’t a good thing, but that the rest of me just wished it would shut up, because this felt too good and too right to listen to it.
“Say it again,” he said.
“My pussy is yours,” I said, needing no prompting, knowing what he wanted.
“Good girl,” he said with a happy sigh. “He’d come in your mouth, and you’d swallow or not, whatever you wanted, and then I’d tell him he needed to lick you just how you liked. I can’t wait to learn how to lick that pretty pussy of yours—of mine—omega. I can’t wait to touch it, to taste it, to fuck it.”
I crested, letting out a cry.
“Are you close, sweetling?”
I rubbed my clit frantically. “Your pussy is ready to come, yes, alpha.”
“Shit,” he said in an affected voice. “Is my pussy wet, omega?”
“So, so wet, alpha,” I said. “Your pussy is drenched with slick, and little tiny tremors are—” I gasped. “Starting to work through it.” I clenched and tingles began to shoot through my limbs.
“Make my pussy come, then, omega,” he said. “Take good care of my pussy for me. I’m trusting you with it. I expect people to take good care of my things.”
I came in a stuttering flood of pleasure, unable to breathe or think or move.
“Good,” he said, as if he could tell, even though I hadn’t made any noise. “That’s just right, omega, that’s exactly right.”
I let out a noisy breath.
“Thank your alpha for your orgasm, sweetling.”
“Thank you, alpha,” I whispered.
