I drag my tongue up from her pussy to her asshole, slow and filthy, never losing contact. She goes absolutely rigid, muscles clamping down, her whole body shaking with the shock of it.
“No, not there, please,” she gasps, embarrassed, but it’s all for show.
I can smell the truth in her scent.
Her asshole is so tight and pink, the little ring twitching for me, begging for more attention. I flatten my tongue and lick it, savoring the taste. She’s clean, salty, and a little tang of my own cum mixed in from her underwear. I spit on her hole and watch it glisten in the moonlight.
“You’re going to take a knot here someday,” I tell her, licking slow circles around her rim. “You ever had anything in this hole, omega?”
She whines, shaking her head furiously, face pressed to the vinyl seat of the golf cart. “No. Never.”
“Didn’t think so. You’re going to love it.” I spread her cheeks wider and tongue her asshole, slipping the tip in just a little, just enough to make her squeal.
She goes wild, trying to crawl forward and escape, but I just grab her hips and hold her down.
“Oh god. It feels so good,” she moans, covering her face with a hand from embarrassment.
I fuck her ass with my tongue until she’s sobbing, her cunt leaking all over the cart. Every time I pull back, her hole closes tight like it’s never been stretched. The thought of being the first one inside her here makes my cock throb painfully.
I pull my tongue free, give her ass a sharp slap, and watch the flesh jiggle. “You’re going to be a fucking mess when I’m done with you. But you’ll thank me. Omegas need this.”
She’s barely conscious, drooling against the seat, her pussy so wet it’s dripping on the ground. I put my mouth back on her clit and suck hard, knowing she’s seconds from coming.
“Do you want to cum?” I ask her, voice rough. “You need it, don’t you? You need to cum for your alpha.”
“Yes,” she moans, desperately. “Please, Alpha.”
That’s all I need to hear.
I tongue her clit, hard and relentless, fingers digging into her hips to keep her still. Her whole body locks up, and then she lets out muffled screams. Her pussy clenches and squirts, slick shooting out in a messy gush, coating my mouth and chin. She’s never orgasmed like this before; I can taste the shock, fear, and pure fucking relief in every drop.
I don’t stop until she’s whimpering sobs, collapsing forward, her legs refusing to work. I lap up every bit of her slick, licking her cunt clean, then gently nuzzle her asshole one last time, just to remind her it’s mine.
She’s trembling, so fucked out she can’t move, breath coming in shudders.
I massage her ass cheeks, kneading them, then pick up her ruined panties from around her knees. I stuff them between her pussy lips, making sure they soak up all my leftover cum, then pull them back up over her ass, careful towedge the fabric between her holes so my scent stays on her for hours.
Then I hoist her over my shoulder, carry her like a prize kill, and start the long walk back to the pack mansion.
She’s limp and silent, arms dangling, head lolling against my back. I can feel her pussy leaking through the thin cotton of her panties, soaking into my shirt. I savor the scent, the way my balls still ache to fill her with a real knot.
She’ll get my knot soon. She’ll get everything.
By the time I get back, the kitchen lights are blazing, and the rest of the pack is crowded around the island. Ryker, Rex, Lorenzo, and even Alaric with his perpetually pissed-off face. They all look up at once when I step inside, the air instantly thick with alpha tension.
Anya is barely conscious, but as soon as her feet touch the ground, she straightens and glares at every last one of them. Her hair is wild, but her eyes are pure fire.
“Anya?” says Ryker. “Are you okay? Where did you go?”
“Don’t say a word to me,” she snaps, her voice hoarse but strong. “I’m going to my room, and I don’t want to see any of your faces for the rest of the night.”
She stalks out, ass swaying, panties still jammed up her crack with her dress still hiked above her ass. We all stare after her like we’re hypnotized.
Fuck, she’s so cute.
I can’t wait to mark her.
“What the fuck did you do?” Ryker demands, rounding on me. “Why is Anya upset?”
