Page 44 of Bully for Sale
Ezer was araw sheath of nerves reacting to each plunge of his alpha’s cock with a helpless roar of gratification. He submitted because there was no other choice. Heat flattened him, rolling over him and smashing his willpower to bits. He was flesh. He was pleasure so close to agony that it exploded in orgasm, again and again.
In moments of near clarity, he felt one with the universe. The identity of the boy fucking him didn’t matter. Ezer was Omega being fucked by Alpha—all alphas, the entire universe of alphas—and it was right. It was good. And helovedit.
The arrival of a shattering orgasm lifting him out of his body like a shimmering firework and dropping him back into it again, was followed by an impressive thrust from the alpha fucking him, and a wrenching cry.
Ezer groaned as the knot grew inside him. He was pinned in place, his asshole spread wide and wider as hot gushes of cum filled him and made his flat stomach expand with the gushing load. A vague buzzing calm started inside him, beginning with the realization that his alpha was indeed quite young to have filled him so full. As alphas aged, their semen grew less plentiful, and many older alphas used plugs to help the seed stay in and impregnate their omegas.
The gushes of semen continued, until Ezer squirmed from the internal pressure. He cried out and convulsed on the hard knot as the movement triggered another orgasm for him, and he panted through the end of it. Each twitch left him no choice but to surrender again to the raw pleasure of orgasm, though these post-wave climaxes were less intense. Each of them felt like a blessing rather than a trial by fire.
As Ezer came out of the first heat wave, consciousness blossoming in him again, he found himself on his left side, pinned from behind on his alpha’s knot, staring out of a wide window at the sparkling sea. He felt drained. All energy spent.
Ezer was tender, inside and out, emotionally and physically vulnerable, with nowhere to go or hide. His skin tingled. His cock twitched in exhaustion. Wet with cum and slick from the back of his knees to the middle of his shoulder blades and up over his chest, he was filthy. And tired. And if he squeezed around his alpha’s knot he’d probably come again.
The temptation was great, but he fought it off.
“Be calm now. I’ve still got you,” his alpha murmured by his ear.
Ezer quivered, pleasure pulsing in his groin as another small load choked out from his cock. How could words make him come? Heat was terrible, and amazing, and he rode the torrent of it for another blissful moment.
“That’s it,” his alpha said. “Give it all to me.”
Ezer moaned and convulsed, tingling all over with pleasure. As he calmed again, he wanted to tell the man to shut up, not to say another word, but his order was stopped cold by the realization that he had no ideawhowas inside him at all.
He went very still, suspended on a hard knot of flesh, and the knowledge that if he twisted or moved in an attempt to see the man—boy—alpha—then he’d lose himself in another orgasm, and he wanted, no,neededa break from that.
A kernel of rage flared inside at his utter defenselessness. This man could strangle him, gut him, do anything at all to him right now, and he’d be powerless to stop him, stuck like a dog on his cock, and raw with over-sensitized nerves.
But the boy only seemed to want to calm him, stroking his arms and back gently, and humming a nursery tune in his ear. He shouldn’t have let his father railroad him into this without knowing anything at all about who would be taking him to this very great height. Did his father even care how it ended? If this man destroyed him, would his father do more than tut and say, “What’s the loss of one disobedient omega son when I have three more obedient ones?”
Perhaps he did care. Perhaps it was a kind of love—sick, twisted love—to have pushed Ezer into the arms of a boy who was, from all current indications, every bit the romantic his father had promised.
“I’ll take care of you,” the boy whispered. “I’ll take care of you always. Be calm now, Ezer. Calm.”
Ezer’s heart did slow with the careful strokes and soothing, with the familiar nursery tunes that brought back memories of being cradled in his omega parent’s arms. His asshole was stretched tight around the base of the massive knot locking them together; normally this might’ve frightened him, but it felt right, satisfying. His balls ached pleasantly, a reminder of the blissful oblivion he’d emerged from.
The alpha buried his face in the back of Ezer’s neck and groaned, his cock pulsing inside again, sending another hot spurt into Ezer’s womb. Ezer shuddered with borrowed pleasure, sighing in relief when it didn’t set off another violent orgasm in himself.
The ocean waves moved outside the window, rolling and tossing, sparkling under the pale sun. Ezer rested in the muscled arms of the quiet alpha boy and waited for his sanity to return. Surely it would, wouldn’t it? Between waves of need?
As the knot inside softened, and finally slipped free, it did.
With an anxious twist in his stomach, he pasted on a hesitant smile, and turned to take in the face of the alpha whose seed now filled him, and whose child he might soon carry. He froze.
A flash of memories tumbled through his mind: shoves and pushes, kicks and taunts, and the force of a boot against his chest for a long, agonizing moment.
Ned Clearwater stared down at him with a hopeful, anxious expression.
Ezer clapped a hand over his own mouth to keep in his scream.
Chapter Sixteen
Ned frowned, worrypassing over his features. “Ezer? Did I hurt you? Are you all right?”
Nauseous, Ezer stared at him with his hand over his mouth. He’d never thought…
My God, he’d never thought for even a moment…
“Let me get some water for you,” Ned said. “Are you hungry? I have yogurt and berries. Oh, but I need to start the hearty stew. It’s a family tradition. It’s gotten all my family’s omegas through their heats for three generations.” Ned smiled, tentatively. “I thought I’d have more time. I didn’t realize you’d arrive so…” He paused, seeming shy. “I thought we’d have a few days first.”
