Page 112 of The Omega Princess

“Yes, alpha?” I breathed.

“You’d like to beg for an alpha cock, wouldn’t you, pretty girl?”

Oh, fuck, yes, I would. I let out a little moan and more slick seeped out of my pussy. “Will you fuck me, please, Rohan?”

“I don’t know,” he said. “Do you really want it?”

“I do, I do, so much,” I said. “Please, please. I need you, alpha.” My voice had gone pitiful.

Sinclair and Rohan both groaned.

Rohan was behind me, holding onto my hips. He thumbed my stretched asshole, which made me let out a little cry, and then the head of his cock pressed against my wet pussy.

“Please,” I whispered again.

“Good omega,” he said. “You beg so prettily.” His cock breached me. “That’s just what you need, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” I moaned. “Oh, yes.”

“Look at you,” he said. “Such a good girl, presenting like this, taking your alpha’s cock so well. What a pretty, sexy little omega.”

I perfumed for him as he thrust into me, all the way up to his knot.

“Just like that, pretty omega, just get nicely fucked. Very good.”

“Knot me,” I whispered. “Please, will you knot me, alpha?”

“No, no, omega,” he said. “Not yet.” He fucked me harder, deeper.

I squealed, loving it, the release of it, the pleasure of it, the invasion of it.

He yanked his cock out. “Shit.” He pushed on my ass, pushing me down into the bed.

I went sprawling, whimpering at the loss of him, at what felt like rejection in the middle of sex.

“She’s… that’s…” Rohan’s voice was strained. “You could lose control with her easy.”

“Well, yeah,” said Sinclair in a very dark voice.

“Knot her ass,” said Rohan. “But have her straddle me first.”

“Yes, alpha,” whispered Sinclair, and hearing him submit to Rohan made me shiver because it was crazy hot for some reason. Sinclair picked me up and arranged me so that I was straddling Rohan.

Rohan’s cock, still glinting and wet from being inside me, pressed up over my mound and against my belly as Sinclair rubbed lube on his cock and put it against my back entrance.

“Ask him nicely,” said Rohan to me.

“Please, Sinclair,” I breathed.

“Please what?” prompted Rohan.

“Please put your cock in my ass,” I said, breathless, thinking about the time before now, worried about it suddenly.

“Omega,” said Rohan sternly.

I looked into his eyes.

“You’re going to enjoy this,” said Rohan in a velvet voice. “You are nice and relaxed and very stretched, and you will love having him inside you there.”

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