Page 60 of Marked Omega

His rough hands smooth over my back. His calluses abrade my much softer skin, but the caress is gentle, at least for Hasker. The combination of hard and soft, pain and pleasure, messes with my mind.

This Alpha infuriates me to no end. I shouldn’t like what he’s doing to me, but I want more. I want it harder. I want him to force me into submission. To crush me. To pulverize me.

“Yes,” I moan. “Oh fuck yes.”

His hands slide to my hips and grip me tightly before picking up the pace. His thrusts are as hard as before, but now they are coming in rapid succession. Already my ass is getting sore from the way his pelvis is banging into it.

“By the Source you’re a tight one,” he grunts.

With his pressure off my shoulders, I raise myself up on my hands and arch my back. He plows into me so hard it seems to loosen my joints, but I match him thrust for thrust.

He is hate-fucking me. He’s taking out all of his aggression on my pussy. He’s trying to hurt me, but instead, it’s just driving me toward another explosive orgasm.

“Take it out on me, Hasker,” I whine, my voice coming out trembling and nasally. “Punish me.”

He forces me down onto the moss and sprawls on top of me. His dick pounds me with crushing thrusts. The bulb of his cockhead thumps right against my special place, making my walls hug him tightly.

He plunges into me and lets out a bellowing roar as his releases his seed. His sticky warmth fills my depths, mingling with my flowing nectar and what remains of Kadmon’s load. As with the younger Alpha, Hasker held back from penetrating me completely, so his knot is pressed against my exterior, instead of locked inside my hole where it belongs.

I’m grateful for that. Considering how his thickness is stretching me already, his knot would have surely broken me.

Hasker pumps me again and again, spurting more of his hot, sticky fluid inside me, until at last he collapses against my back, his hard, heavy body covering me and pressing me into the ground.

And in that moment something strange happens.

I feel safe underneath this rough and feral Alpha male. I feel owned completely by a warrior who will protect what belongs to him at all costs. Covered, penetrated, and thoroughly dominated, I am his. I belong to him completely.

“Lily.” His voice is coarse and ragged, but his lips are soft against the shell of my ear. “Lily…”

It occurs to me that I was wrong about him. What I thought was hatred was something else entirely. Maybe not love exactly. Maybe something even better.

He kisses my cheek and rolls off of me. My pussy drips with cum as he exits my hole.

I feel exhausted. My skin is hot and slick with sweat. My muscles feel limp and spent.

But the Alphas aren’t finished with me yet. Not by a long shot.

Strong hands flip me over like a broken doll, and I find myself staring up at Addom and his thumping cock.

CHAPTER 24: ADDOM

“How do you feel, little one,” I purr as I lower myself onto her.

“Good,” she pants. “So…good.”

Her chest is heaving as she struggles to catch her breath after the rough pounding Hasker gave her. My eyes follow the hypnotic rise and fall of her pink nipples. The air is thick with the scent of her.

“Am I doing good?” she asks.

I stroke her sweat-stained cheek. I brush away the wet hair plastered to her forehead. I claim her mouth in a long, hot kiss that leaves her gasping.

“You’re amazing,” I tell her.

She winces with pleasure as I rub the head of my pierced cock against her erect clit. She is hypersensitive. Her body responds to every touch like an electric shock.

Her skin is hot. She’s practically burning up. I kiss her neck, savoring the salt of her sweat and the tang of her skin. Her heartbeat thumps against my lips. My mouth blazes a trail to her chest. I dip my face and kiss her nipples, sucking them hard into my mouth, stretching them to peaks and then letting them spring back.

Lily’s hand reaches down and her tiny fingers curl around my cock, stroking it and feeling my steel ring.