Page 16 of Marked Omega

When I look up at him, I’m surprised to see that he has turned his face away to the stone wall of the cave, his teeth worrying the steel ring piercing his lower lip. At first I think he’s jealous of his companion. But then it dawns on me what is happening.

He’s not jealous. He’s simply trying to hold back his urges. The hot, stiff pole beneath my head makes it clear that he’s having a hard time with that.

“Hey, boy,” Hasker snarls, “This isn’t any easier for me. Now lend a hand so we can finish her off faster.”

Kadmon grunts his assent. The younger Alpha’s hands begin to move over my body too. He pulls away the remnants of my tattered bra and tosses it aside. He grabs my naked breasts, squeezing and kneading my soft mounds. He flicks and strums my hard nipples, sending electric tingles of arousal through my body.

The way he looks at me, his eyes filled with raw hunger is terrifying and thrilling. I’ve never been looked at this way before. I’ve never been needed so badly by a man.

Beast, I remind myself again. Not man. Beast.

“Does that feel good?” Kadmon asks, gazing down at me.

“Mm-hm,” I hum and nod, feeling his stiff cock springy beneath my head.

Meanwhile, Hasker continues drawing tight circles around my tender clit with the ball of his thumb, occasionally dipping to my slit to gather more of the moisture that’s oozing from me. He is focused on my pussy like a craftsman. He is all business.

I couldn’t understand much of what passed between Kadmon and Hasker before, but I caught enough to understand that Hasker doesn’t like me too much.

Nevertheless, he’s making me feel pleasure like I’ve never experienced in all my life.

“Oh fuck,” I cry out, “Please don’t stop! That feels so fucking good!”

I clap one hand over my mouth in disbelief at the obscenities that are tumbling out of me. I can’t believe the way that I’m actually begging these filthy Alpha beasts to touch me and probe my body.

Kadmon snickers wickedly, and jerks my hand away from my mouth.

“Say it,” Hasker grunts down below, his face serious and intense. It’s like he is punishing me with pleasure so intense it hurts. “Say what you want, omega.”

“I wanna come,” I whine. “I wanna come so fucking bad, please…”

I toss my head back and mewl as Hasker torments my poor, sensitive clit even more roughly. I’m so desperate for release that I feel as though I could burst into flames. My chains rattle as my body squirms. My fingers clutch at Kadmon’s naked thighs, my nails biting into his smooth muscles.

“That’s right,” Kadmon purrs. “Come like a good little omega.”

His fingers brush my lips, and my tongue darts out, tasting the salty tang of his skin.

“Come,” he commands me.

My body shudders as my climax jolts me. My body jerks and spasms. Weak, whimpering sounds escape my nose as my lips wrap around Kadmon’s thumb. And all the while, Hasker refuses to let up, his strong thumb relentlessly grinding my throbbing bud.

Moisture jets between my legs as I climax.

“More,” I beg, drawing my lips off of Kadmon’s thick thumb. “I need more. Please give me more.”

My voice is so needy and demanding. Just one masterful touch is all it took, and now I’m hopelessly addicted. I’m no better than a feral animal. I’m a dog in heat, begging to be used again and again until I’m limp and panting with exhaustion.

“She needs more,” Kadmon growls. “Her heat is too strong. We must fuck her,”

Hasker snarls and scowls at the younger Alpha. That sign of aggression should make me cower in fear, but instead it just sends a thousand little shivers of desire wriggling through my veins.

“You know the laws,” Hasker grumbles. “Addom is the pack master. He holds the right to first claim.”

Kadmon growls back, but he concedes.

I feel a twinge of disappointment that I’ll not be speared right now by both of those hard poles. But that feeling is immediately washed away by a flood of shame that I could even consider wanting something so dirty. So sinful.

Still, that soft tickling sensation like a feather inside tells me what I need.