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“On your back,” I said, equally softly, kissing his chest. “I owe you something.”
“Damn the goddess for making me wait so long to call you mine,” he growled, rising to his knees, squeezing his cock so that precum dripped onto my stomach. He was not built like Puck or Jude. His alpha strength was more streamlined, lean, full of soft power that was no less deadly when he chose.
“Not the goddess, me,” I answered. “On your back, I want your scent for my nest.”
Oberon looked as if he were about to speak, protest against my commandment. But something sharpened in his mirrored-gold eyes. He dropped heavily to his heels looking down at me as if he were supplicant to his goddess. I was no goddess, a mortal woman. An omega, even if I was an unnatural one. I sat, and pressed a hand to his chest until he lay on his back, exposed cock, hard and under our eyes—for Jude and Puck watched on—, in front of all the betas we employed he seemed to grow harder.
“Have you earned your pleasure?” I asked. Whatever his answer I knew what I must do. But would it be a reward or punishment?
“No.”
Such a simple short word but it carried meaning far greater than what we assigned it.
“I’m pleased you were honest,” I admitted to those mirrored-gold eyes and waited with infinite patience for me to act on his body. For now we were each other’s world the rest, Even Puck and Jude, faded into the background.
“Still…” I reached to Puck, who knew my intent and took the crop he silently passed me. I dragged along the crease between Oberon’s thigh and cock which twitched under the threat of the pain. Then down to his heavy balls, tapping them with the flat leather chevron.
“Sweet Goddess!” His hips punched up and that so impressive cock was now painfully erect twitching in time with his heartbeat.
“Not a goddess. Who am I?”
“Hippolyta.”
“No.” I switched the outside of his thigh.
His eyes flashed and I willed him to know the answer.
“Little bird.”
“Try Again.” And the crop landed on the other thigh. Harder this time but not enough to mark, no I did not want to give him that pleasure. Not yet.
“Omega,” he growled.
“Yes, alpha. You know exactly who I am to you. Say it again.”
“Omega.”
“Louder.” I lifted my foot and pressed the heel just above his knot.
“Omega. Do it.” He didn’t beg. His control and pride would not permit it. Without doubt, though, he offered himself up to me.
“When you ask so prettily, who am I to be disobliging?” Then torturously slowly I pressed my foot onto his cock. He pulled in deep breaths, eyes fixed on where we touched. “Oh, will you look at that. Your cock is longer than my foot. Do you think you can knot me with such a cock? Will you stretch me, alpha? Can your knot fit inside of me with your cock so long?”
He nodded, clearly not trusting himself to speak.
“Answer me.”
“Answer her,” Puck urged. He lay down next to Oberon and clasped their hands together. “Let our omega know…”
“I’ll break you in half,” he growled. “You’ll be the one begging for my knot. And then I will force it into you even if it means piercing your womb.”
A fresh wave of slick rushed from me, drawing out possessive growls and the deepening of my alphas’ scents. Jude now moved behind me, an arm banding around my waist while the other dipped between my folds and rubbed my clit.
“See what you do to us?” He whispered in my ear.
“More clearly by the day,” I replied and shifted more of my weight onto the leg pinning Oberon down by his cock. “Well, alpha? Have you earned your pleasure?”
“Only if you say I have.”
