“I thought you said you wouldn’t punish me!” Shiloh rushed to say the second he was able to draw enough breath.
“Is this really a punishment, omega?” the alpha countered, and without thinking, he replied.
“Yes!”
Which was a mistake.
The spanking stopped all at once, the alpha’s hands falling away, leaving Shiloh a panting, writhing mess.
His dick, caught between his stomach and the bed, ached, and his hole twitched, practically begging to be filled. WhenShiloh pressed against the sheets, he managed to rub his nipples against the material, only making the arousal worse.
Being spanked had turned him on.
He whimpered.
“Do you know what you did wrong?” Sarang asked.
“Yes.”
“What?”
“I lied.”
“Should I let you have a redo?”
“Please.”
Sarang chuckled and smoothed some of the sting away on his swollen left cheek. “Was I punishing you just now, omega?”
Shiloh vehemently shook his head. “No, alpha.” He shuddered when his cheeks were spread and the alpha shifted again.
Was he looking at him there?
“You’re drenched,” Sarang noted, a rumble traveling up his chest a second before a burst of alpha pheromones draped warmly over Shiloh’s exposed skin. “Ready to receive your alpha.”
“Gods, yes.” It hadn’t been a question, but he answered on a breathy moan anyway.
“I told you, you won’t get my cock today. But I do have something else for you.”
There was a rustling sound, and then Shiloh felt something thick and blunt push against his entrance. The object was forced in slowly, filling and stretching him, not picking up speed no matter how much Shiloh trembled.
“You mentioned you’ve been bored.” Sarang buried the item all the way, then spread Shiloh’s cheeks more comfortably around the flared base. “This plug is going to stay inside of you until I say otherwise. If I find out you’ve removed it, there will be repercussions, and they won’t be the fun ones you enjoy.”
“Will you leave me?” Shiloh tentatively guessed, hoping he was wrong.
“Yes.” The alpha turned him back around again, then settled on his side next to him and reached for his weeping dick. “There you go. So responsive to me.”
Shiloh huffed as he was jerked off, his hips moving to chase after the friction of the alpha’s palm. Each time he dropped back down, the girthy plug inside of him pressed on all the right places, and soon he was covered in a sheen of sweat, cheeks red, breath wild.
“Give me your pheromones, omega,” Sarang demanded when he was close, and when Shiloh obeyed, he answered with a burst of alpha lust pheromones in return.
It shoved Shiloh over the edge and he screamed as he came, hot spurts shooting into the air to splatter all over his stomach and the alpha’s hand. He was stroked through it, wrung out until he had nothing left to give and oversensitivity took over. When he tried to wiggle out of that hold, he was given another wave of targeted pheromones meant to encourage lust.
A gush of slick tried to flee from his plugged hole, the plastic managing to keep most of it inside, and he whimpered as his dick hardened a second time.
“One more.” Sarang leaned in and kissed him as he worked him back into a frenzy, tongue flicking past his lips to trace the roof of his mouth encouragingly.
Shiloh did his best to lay still and allow the alpha to have his way with him, even when he was pushed past that point of contentment and back into discomfort for another orgasm. If it kept the alpha happy and with him, he’d let him get away with anything.
