Page 26 of Dark Company

“Ladria is removing your hair, but she needs to get rid of all of it. I need you to hold still for her.” Before I can ask about what their plans are, slim fingers spread my ass, revealing my bottom hole to their gaze. “My, my, blonde here like everywhere else. It’s not a lot though, so don’t worry. With how pale your skin is, though, it’s like this cute little asshole is a ray of sunshine.”

Groaning, I bury my head into a nearby pillow, not wanting her to see my embarrassment. Her hot breath skims the delicate fold of my bottom hole as she leans in closer.

“Do you want me to touch your asshole, Karis?”

“You can’t!” I squeak, mortification warring with my shameful arousal.

“Oh, but I can. And I will. I warned you we were going to touch every inch of you. And that includes this back hole you find so shameful. But you shouldn't, though. We all have assholes, even Ladria.”

As soon as she’s done talking, fingers graze the hole, and I jerk forward, desperate to get away. “You need to get comfortable with the idea of someone touching you here,” Alexi continues. “What if the person you’re with wants to fuck you here? Hmm? What if we were still in Stanlion, and you ended up with that Alpha you seem to crave, and he wanted access here? Would you deny him?”

Alexi pushes forward, breaching my bottom hole with the tip of her finger. My muscles clamp on, reveling in the intrusion. “Ahh. I knew you would like this.” The clinking of glass meets my ears, and soon, warm oil drizzles onto my lower back and slides to where her finger remains lodged.

Pulling out, Alexi rubs some of the oil around the tight ring and inserts two fingers, stretching me far more than what’s comfortable. It’s not quite at the point of pain, but it’s far closer than I like. My fingers dig into the blankets at my head as I try to hold still. The way she’s invading me is far too intimate for me to be okay, and yet, my desperation to see what happens next forces me to remain still.

It shouldn’t turn me on, but dear gods. The heat that flows through my body at her rough touch has me feeling things I shouldn’t be. They may be okay with it, but it’s shameful to me. It makes me feel confused, conflicted. I know Alexi said I’m near my heat, but is that all? What is happening to me?

It’s nothing like what Brennen did to me, though. I know, if at any point I can’t take anymore, Alexi will stop. Brennen would have not stopped if I hadn’t forced his hands off of me. Moaning, I arch my ass back, pushing up against her fingers, groaning as she fills me.

“Look at that, little omega. You’re getting so wet when I do this. Your slick will stain the sheets if you keep it up. Is that what you want? Do you want a large Alpha dick to spread you open and take this virginity from you? Should I continue or let that hole be taken by a male?”

“I -. Gods -. Please.”

“Please what, little Karis? Please continue or please stop? I have all the time in the world to do either. But tell me, is it my fingers you’re envisioning or a cock that’s sliding into this naughty hole?”

Closing my eyes, I thrash my head about, not wanting to tell her, not wanting to anger her. But most of all, not wanting her to stop. A loud clap of flesh meeting flesh meets my ears before the pain of her spank registers in my brain.

“Use your words, Karis.”

“For an omega, you sure are bossy.” The words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them.

“In this commune, we are all equals, but what’s great about that is that it allows me to be in charge, if I so wish. There are no Alphas, ‘putting me in my place.’ But that’s not what we’re discussing here.”

“Please. I can’t.”

“You can and you will. There are no wrong answers. I’m going to keep teasing you, tempting you until it’s time for your heat.”

“An Alpha cock. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”

“Shhhh. I told you, there are no wrong answers. I’m not offended. I am quite content with you using me and fantasizing about a male, if that’s what you wish. My main job is to see that you’re ready to take your first cock wherever that ends up being. Am I enjoying the hell out of this? Yes. Am I upset that you don’t want me in that way? Not at all.”

She’s right. Deep down, I know she’s right. If I let her pleasure me, I would only use her to end this sexual suffering that has me bound up so hard that I can barely breathe. It’s not fair to her, but I’m grateful for these small reprieves.

After a few more moments, Alexi pulls out her fingers and holds my cheeks open, as Ladria smears the poultice over that forbidden hole. Once the hair is removed, one of them steps away, leaving me in my makeshift nest. The sound of running water pricks my ears, and soon she’s back, her cool hands sliding over my back in a soothing caress before turning me over.

“How far are you allowed to go?” I croak out, need thrumming through my veins.

“I’m afraid I’ve already gone to the edge of where I’m allowed. Any further and it will rob you of your first sensations. If you do indeed want to be with a male, then you will be grateful I stopped, allowing you to explore so many things with him. Besides, if you come back to me, it will be a set of firsts all over again. The way a woman touches another woman is far different.”

Lying back on the pillows, I sigh as she spreads my legs again. “Ladria will need my help again for this one. I need to hold you open here and place my hand over your delicate lips so that none of this gets onto your sensitive skin.”

The warmth from the poultice tingles, sending a throbbing ache in the worst possible place. Ladria works quickly, far swifter than with my bottom hole. Once more, my face engulfs into flames as I turn away from Alexi’s inquisitive eyes. When Ladria is done, she wipes off the remaining poultice and hands the towel back to Alexi.

With a nod of her head, she takes it away and disappears back into whatever corner she’s been hiding them in. Ladria stands and moves out of the way, allowing Alexi full access to my body. The warm oil feels like heaven as Alexi rubs it into my skin. I don’t want her to stop, but I already know she will. It’s become almost a game between us. How far to the edge of madness can she drive me before pulling back?

Sliding up to my arms, she removes every bit of hair in a swift, clinical manner before balling up the rest of the towels and walking away. Without her in my space, I can breathe, and my mind can think. It’s getting harder and harder to latch onto any rational thought.

All too soon, Alexi is back in my field of vision. This time, she holds a bottle in one hand and what looks like a holy phallus in the other.