Page 12 of Primal Claim


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He loved seeing her pretty blush as she looked away.

“How long? Your pussy was as tight as a vise around my fingers while you dripped over them a minute ago. Either it’s been a very long time since you’ve had a cock… or the last lover you spread your legs for was a little light in the shorts. Which is it, slut? Have you had some Beta pawing at you, sticking his little penis where it doesn’t belong?”

“No…no, not like that. He was average, I guess. Not a Beta either, I don’t think. I don’t know…” She flicked a glance up at him defiantly. Her eyes were still glassy and her voice soft, but he could see her struggling to push past the complacency of her heat to stand up for herself in the face of an Alpha. “Not someone as awful asyou, anyway.”

“Eyes down,” he growled, but he said it through a smile, thrilling at her instant compliance despite her obvious—if fading—need to fight. She still had spirit, which made the conquering all the sweeter. Her arousal was softening her by the minute, though, breaking down her defenses, her sense of outrage.

Priming her for what was about to happen, both physically and mentally.

“Turn around, Omega.”

She did with a quick uncertain flutter of her eyelashes.

He clamped a hand around the base of her neck, marching her back toward the entrance to the condo. He stood close at her side, still gripping her. “Put your hands on the door. And God help you if you take them off that door before I tell you that you can. Understand?”

Looking up at him, again in defiance of his order, she took a nostril-flaring breath. Once more, he found himself almost mesmerized by the rise and fall of her tits, the nipples seeming to cry out for his fingers, his tongue, his teeth.

Soon enough.

She tried to shuffle closer, but he held her in place with a firm grip on her hips.

“No. Do it from here.”

She made a tiny sound of frustration—or perhaps mortification—and bent further forward, placing her trembling palms against the white painted steel of her front door, about shoulder height. Her breasts swung underneath her, and he couldn’t help but tweak one of her prominent nipples. She sighed as he flicked it back and forth, giving it a twist and a pull, almost daring her to protest his callous handling of her body.

If anything though, she seemed to try to press her breast into his hand.

“Horny Omegaslut,” he growled at her ear, slapping her now out-thrust bottom with his heavy cock. “You look ready to be mounted, I think.”

He couldn’t fight his own needs anymore, stepping behind her.

“Spread your legs.” He kicked gently at the insides of her bare heels. “Hollow that back…good.” Her hips canted, displaying the wetness bright between her soft thighs. He eased apart her buttocks, using his thumb to play with the extremely tight, dark well of her anus.

So much to look forward to.

He reached under that cleft, and cupped the humid softness of her core, squeezing it firmly. “This is going to hurt, Omega. Nothing for it though.”

“I… please… I don’t…”

“Shh, I want you quiet and obedient for this, slut.”

He presented the broad head of his cock to her slit, using his thumbs to splay her labia wide open, revealing the sticky, wet core of her. The strong scent wafted up, and he growled with it, his balls stirring, tingling, the seed within them heavy now.

“I need…”

“I know you do. I know what you need, Omega.”

He took hold of her hips then, and pushed forward, steadily, but not swiftly, her cunt spreading wide around his thickness. He still wasn’t sure if his fingers had loosened her enough yet, so snug was the fit of her pussy around his cock.

She shuddered, a tiny whine escaping her lips. “Hurts…”

“It’s supposed to,” he said, breathing heavily, almost groaning with how good it felt to sink deep inside the furnace of her core. It was right, it was so veryright. “This is how it’s… meant to be.”

Then he was fully inside her, the head of his cock jammed against the smooth firmness of her cervix. She spasmed around him, panting already, her thighs trembling against his jeans-clad legs.

The fit was tight indeed, and part of him just wanted to stay there, ensconced deeply inside her, where his cock belonged. But most of him, the dark animal inside that drove him, wanted only one thing above all else.

Take her.

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