Page 44 of Primal Claim


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Silly, deluded Omegas.

He yanked her away from the counter, spinning her until she faced away from him. “Bend over. No, don’t touch the counter. All the way now.”

She made a tiny squeak of mortification, but obeyed, if slowly.

“I want those big tits of yours hanging down. More. Good.”

He stopped her when she was almost completely folded in half, her long hair flowing down toward the floor.

Dropping to a crouch behind her, he stroked his palms up and down the backs of her thighs, his touch leaving gooseflesh in its wake.

“Reach back and spread them.”

“What?”

He smacked her bottom crossly, growling the words. “Spreadyour ass cheeks, slut. I want to look at your cunt and your asshole. Do it, or I’ll do more than look at them.”

“Y-yes, sir.”

He thrilled at the sight of her trembling fingers yawning her plump, round buttocks apart, exposing to his covetous gaze her already verywet pussy, and the cringing, dusky whorl of her tight bottom hole. If things went as he intended, he meant to ensure that hole didn’t stay tight much longer. Her humid, spicy scent filled his nostrils and he breathed deeply of it, his cock jerking at the mouthwatering note of her essence. He would never tire of it.

Using a fingertip he traced a circlet around her anus, loving the feel of her most tender flesh against the callused roughness of his finger. That hole tightened reflexively as he tapped it.

“Have you been used here? Have you had some pathetic Beta try to stick his little cock in here before? Tell the truth, slut.”

“I… I’ve only had… fingers in there. Sir.”

“Never a cock? No toys? Plugs?”

She shivered. “No.”

“That’s going to change in short order, Chastity. I’ll teach you everything you need to know to properly service your Alpha with your bottom. It won’t be easy for you, but it will be worth it for my pleasure. You’ll see.”

Chastity shuddered as he carefully measured the diameter of her anus. “Bear down. See if you can make it gape a little.”

She grunted, pure mortification in her tone as she tried, her hole opening the tiniest bit, pushing out ever so slightly. He made sure to touch it as it did, chuckling as it cringed, drawing reflexively in upon itself instantly.

“Not much—you really are tight here. But we’ll change that.”

He marked down her measurement anyway, resolving to check it again once he’d stretched her ass a few times around the thickness of his cock. When he finally used her bottom hole, she would never be quite the same down there.

But she didn’t need to know that yet.

Moving down to her fragrant sex, he methodically measured the length of her slit, amused at the welling of her thick, glistening wetness. “I have to do this slowly, Chastity. Your sticky slick is practically dripping from your cunt right now, and if I’m not careful I might get the tape wet. Dirty, horny slut.”

After getting the dimensions written down for her sex, he splayed her labia wide, until she hissed. Easing back her hood, he fully exposed her clit. Chastity had an already prominent, responsive clitoris, but there too he avariciously looked forward to how it would change. All the literature he’d read regarding medical reports of Omegas shared among the community of Alphas indicated that the genitals of the females changed both upon full claiming, but especially during pregnancy. In fact, it was well known that the clits of many Omegas would nearly double in size during pregnancy. Starting at the beginning of the second trimester, Omegas experienced a marked swelling and darkening of the external genitals, especially the clitoris. This swelling was accompanied by a soaring in the sex drive, and a continuous, ever increasing sensitivity of her genitals, such that by the third trimester many Omegas were unable to tolerate even thin panties in contact with their sexes, so engorged and sensitive the tissues had become.

Chastity had an especially pretty pussy, the plump, close-seamed outer lips contrasted strikingly with the prominent clit. He relished the opportunity he would have, once he’d bred her, to comment on and shame her for the almost obscene swelling of her big clit he had no doubt she would experience.

She was almost sloppy wet at that point as he took meticulous note of the length and thickness of her deep pink clit, which seemed to fill and harden as he handled it. She gasped as he gave it a gentle pinch. He considered pressing a cloth to her cunt to measure how far her fluids soaked into it, a measurement of the size of the wet patch a sufficient proxy for determining her level of sexual arousal. But he was unable to find a suitable cloth, a thin, white cotton cloth optimal for such an intimate procedure.

He’d have to remember to revisit that at a later time, knowing it would embarrass her to no end to have her wantonness pointed out to her in such a blatant and animalistic way.

The urge to drive his cock into her and fuck her into oblivion was almost maddening at that point. While holding firm on not indulging himself, he was unable to resist pushing two fingers knuckle deep into her soaking heat. She drew a sharp breath, but maintained her hold on her buttocks, obediently keeping them wide, making her completely vulnerable to him. She panted softly as he thrust them deep, over and over, holding her hip firmly to steady her and enable him to be rougher with her.

Her fingers pulled her cheeks still further apart, her nailbeds going white under the stricture of her grip.

Good girl.

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