Primal (Alpha Brotherhood 2)

I shook hard. Instinctually, I curled up against his tall frame and pressed my forehead in the crook of his neck. My core clenched down painfully tight and I tried to swallow my cry of fear and arousal.

“Don’t hide your sounds from me. I want to hear everything. I want you to scream when it hurts and I want to hear you scream for me as you come hard for me, over and over until your heat has finally abated. That’s a direct order, do you understand me, omega?”

I could feel my shoulders bowing into him, the yearning to submit to him growing even fiercer, so much that it consumed me. Right now, I was an omega and he was an alpha. My instincts were rampaging inside me and it wouldn’t be long before I would be forced to give into them entirely. I wouldn’t have a choice.

The dynamic between an alpha and an omega in heat was so deeply written into our DNA that it was impossible to fight. It was byproduct of the weapons used in the Great War so long ago, intercalating into our genetic backbone and changing the very nature of humankind itself. To be an omega meant that I was instinctually bound to spread my legs and beg to be bred by an alpha. Estrous wouldn’t end until an alpha took what was rightfully his to take. It was the laws of nature, the natural order of the world.

Right now, I needed him whether I liked it or not.

“You promise you’ll take care of me?” I asked, unable to hide the way my voice was shaking with anxiety. Vikar was practically a stranger, but my omega was calling for him and it was telling me that I could trust him. I hoped that she was right.

It wouldn’t be long now. I could feel it.

He lifted my chin so that I had to face him.

“Look at me when I tell you this, omega,” he instructed. I swallowed heavily and obeyed him, lifting my eyes to meet his.

“I promise you, Luna. You’re safe with me,” he said firmly. His silver eyes were hypnotizing and never wavered. I saw a certain truth in his eyes and for the first time, I felt as if it would be okay to trust him, at least for a little while. I decided to trust my omega’s inner voice and I tentatively edged my lips forward to meet his. This time, I kissed him, and he let me.

He never let go of my pussy the entire time.

“Alpha?” I whimpered.

“Yes, my beautiful little omega?” he responded quietly.

“Please punish me,” I pleaded.

“It would bring me great pleasure to bring you to heel, little one,” he said as his tone dropped dangerously. My pussy pulsed and his other hand returned to reignite the burning sting that painted across my bottom and the backs of my thighs. This time though, he slapped my inner thighs several times and the quick flash of pain made me flinch. I felt my panties slip an inch down my thighs and I swiftly corrected my form, keeping them above my knees as he had instructed. If he noticed my blunder, he said nothing and instead returned to spanking my very bare and vulnerable backside. He spanked me so hard that it felt as though my flesh was going to burst into flames.

“Such a pretty little bottom when it’s spanked bright red. I’m looking forward to admiring these naked cheeks when they are fully welted from my switch,” he threatened, and a shiver raced down my spine. He traced the flat of his hand over top of my punished backside at the very same time that he circled the seat of his palm against my clit.

I whimpered and still he continued.

“You will come again for me, little omega,” he commanded.

My body quivered and my core tightened with arousal. It didn’t take long for another orgasm to darken the edges of my vision. It became my entire focus and when he pressed even more firmly against my needy bud, I fell victim to its endless thrall.

Exquisite never-ending bliss ravaged me from within, forcing my omega to reveal herself completely. I had been fighting her for so very long that now that she had come forth, I knew she wasn’t going to step back for a long time. She called for my subjugation. She demanded that I give into the mating urges I had denied myself. My omega commanded that I give myself to Vikar, the man who had claimed me as his.

I let him. Right now, he was my alpha and I was his omega, needy and soaked with my slick. For him.

I shuddered through my orgasm, feeling delicious sensation race up and down my limbs as he cupped my pussy and teased the punished skin of my ass. Once the first orgasm faded, he forced a second and then a third on me without delay.

I screamed his name. I called him my alpha. My body quaked with intense and overwhelming ecstasy until there was nothing left but the intoxicating twisting sensations of pleasure and pain intertwining to become one and the same.

When he was satisfied that I had come hard enough for him, he pulled his hands away. I bit my lip, swaying from side to side and feeling the rush of air between my thighs. My legs were covered with slick, a clear indication that my body was preparing itself to take his enormous alpha cock. I swallowed nervously, knowing that I would inevitably be forced to beg for it. Not by him, but by the unescapable urges within my own body.

I would need his cock. More important though, I would yearn for his knot. I wouldn’t survive estrous without it.

I knew it was instinct, but that didn’t make it any easier to bear.

He moved away from me and I watched as he strode to a nearby tree. He took several branches in his fingers, testing their supple nature until he found one that he liked. He used his knife to cut it off the tree. After that, he trimmed the long piece of wood free of knobs and other small twigs. When he was finished, he walked back over to me and swished it right next to me. The ominous whoosh as it cut through the air made me cry out in fear.

He pressed the tip against my scalded bottom cheek and dragged it across my skin. I bit my lip, waiting for him to strike. But he didn’t. Not yet.

“You ran from me twice, didn’t you, little omega?” he asked.

“Yes, Alpha,” I answered.