Page 59 of Marked Omega

I bite back a whimper and nod my head. But that’s not enough for him. His fist clutches my hair and I cry out as he yanks my head back.

“Say it,” he snarls. “Tell me what you want.”

My emotions are churning, and I feel so confused. With Kadmon everything was so simple. I know that I love him and he loves me. I wish I could have made love to him in private, away from the watchful eyes of the gathered tribe. But he was gentle with me at least.

I needed that, and I know that’s why Addom had Kadmon go first.

But Hasker clearly isn’t going to be so easy on me.

“Say it.”

I feel an explosion of fury building up inside of me. Hasker has shown me nothing but contempt from day one. But my fury is directed at myself as much as it is toward the Alpha. I’m angry with myself for the way that his rough treatment turns me on. I’m angry at the way my pussy gets even wetter for him. I’m angry at the way I want him to fill me with his hard cock.

“I want you to fuck me!” I blurt angrily.

“Good.”

He pushes my head down against the moss so my ass is sticking up in the air, and then he begins to enter me. Kadmon’s brief but pleasurable fuck helped open me up, and my channel is still slippery with his seed. I was hoping that would make this a little easier.

But as Hasker’s fleshy head penetrates me, I know this is not going to be easy. He works his head in and out, and I can feel the hard ball of his piercing rubbing and abrading my tender inner tissue.

Still, I can’t let him know how intimidated I am.

“What are you waiting for?” I hiss over my shoulder.

Hasker snorts with amusement. He sees right through me. He reads me like an open book. And he calls my bluff.

With the full force of his inhumanly strong pelvis, he thrusts into me hard, plunging his cock hilt-deep inside me.

The sound that escapes my lips is a cross between a gasp and a scream. My fists clench, nails digging into the carpet of moss. Tears blur my vision.

His girth is stretching me beyond belief. His head was at least supple and fleshy. His shaft, on the other hand, feels as hard as polished stone. It doesn’t give one bit. It forces my pussy to submit and conform to its every contour and ridge and pulsing vein.

“Oh God, it’s too big,” I whimper.

“Too big?” Hasker taunts. “Does it hurt?”

I nod with my cheek pressed against the mossy floor.

“Do you need me to stop?”

He glides his hips back, pulling his length out of me until only his head remains inside. The retreat gives me a sense of relief, but at the same time, it leaves a feeling of emptiness inside me. Even though it hurt, Hasker’s thick cock gave me a sensation of fullness that is hard to comprehend.

“No.” My voice is ragged, desperate. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

I don’t know if he actually even would stop if I asked him to. Most likely not. But my answer pleases him.

“Good omega.”

I cry out as he slams into me again, equally hard. His solid, muscled pelvis claps against my cheeks. His heavy, cum-laden balls swing and knock against my tingling clit. My whole body jolts forward under the force of the impact.

“Oh God,” I moan.

The muscles of my pelvis are aching as they stretch to accommodate his thick meat. But underneath the pain, there is welling up another sensation of impending pleasure of a frightening magnitude.

He draws back and pounds into me again. My pussy squelches with my slick and with Kadmon’s semen that is dripping out of me now in thick glops with each pump of Hasker’s dick.

“Do you like that, little omega?” He growls. “Do you like getting fucked hard?”