Page 81 of The Omega Princess

“Am I ready now?” I asked him once.

The first time, he said, “No, not yet, Sinclair. Patience.”

And the second time, he said, “I think you might be.”

My cock jerked and I thought I might come now, but I didn’t. It only tipped me into a higher sensation, the coil of pleasure even tighter. I could feel it radiating through my pelvis, down my legs, into my toes. I sighed and sighed.

He carefully removed his fingers—hell, he’d practically had his whole hand inside me, which was a good thing, I guessed, if I was going to take that huge knot of his.

The truth was that the only alpha knot I’d ever taken was Devlin’s, and it had been hot and good, but kind of a struggle for both of us, because my alpha had been excited but wary of the whole experience.

This was nothing like that. I was so turned on I couldn’t think, and my dick was so hard and huge, the veins in it were straining against my skin.

“You have such a pretty, hard cock, Sinclair,” said Rohan, as he notched his cock against my very lubed entrance. “I think it’s practically tripled in size while I’ve been playing with your asshole.”

I moaned. “My cock likes it when you’re inside me, alpha.”

“Good cock,” he said. “Knows its alpha, obeys its alpha.”

“Yes,” I gasped.

He was pushing into me, just the head of him, and he felt divine. He grunted. “Your ass feels phenomenal, Sinclair.”

I shivered.

He slid in, all the way up to his knot. “You’re ready for my knot, aren’t you, Sinclair?”

“So very ready,” I moaned.

“My knot is going to make you come, baby,” he told me. “But then I’m going to fuck you, and you’ll come again, okay?”

“Yes, alpha,” I said, even though, um, bullshit. I was not going to do that just because he said the words.

“Ask nicely for the knot, baby.”

“Please, alpha, please,” I supplied obediently. “Knot me.”

He did it.

I was loose and lubed, and he slipped right in, and it was pressure everywhere, but especially right there, in that spot, just where I needed it.

I crested with a sob, my balls going crazy tight, and my orgasm flooded through me like the rising tide. I came in waves, my cock spurting between us, bathing him and me with my fluids.

“Good boy,” he gasped as he worked himself in me. “Good boy coming just on his alpha’s knot, just like that, very good boy.”

I pulled him down, desperate for his kiss, and he kissed me hungrily.

Our tongues tangled as he fucked me, his knot snug in me, hitting all sorts of pleasurable places.

I was still fucking hard. Holy hell, was he right? He’d been right about the first thing. “Can you make me come on demand?” I said, breaking our kiss.

“I don’t know.” He was sheepish. “I, uh, I think maybe. I feel really connected to you, baby, and your body wants this. It needs it, to be taken control of in this way. You need someone you can trust who will take care of you and give you pleasure, nothing but pleasure, and I’m going to do that for you.”

My throat felt tight. Some part of me screamed that I couldn’t trust him, but my body trusted him. My alpha trusted him. Fuck, my cock trusted him. “Take care of me, alpha,” I managed.

“I will, baby, I promise,” he breathed, kissing me again.

I relaxed into it, the sensation of him inside me, filling me up, making me feel entirely completed and entirely safe and cared for. I let him fuck me, and I let him have me, and it was everything.

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