That had been the first step in his lesson. She was at his mercy, always.
The roughness he had threatened her with was more in theory than in practice, though he had abused her slit when the rut made him frantic in the first knotting of the night. Afterward, he had pulled out and brought down his hand against the fleshier parts of her skin: buttocks, thighs, even between her legs until she’d climaxed.
Her body had surprised her, and he had grinned when abundant slick squished out between his fingers. His cock had not even been inside her.
Jacques had lowered himself over her, his lips whispering at her ear, “Don’t you care for me even a little? Would you come like that for any male? Did you come like that for George?”
“No…”
He thumbed her clit until her legs began to shake. “No to which question?”
The kind of noise that fought its way out of her body was a squeal that both pled for mercy and wanted more. “I never came with George! I never knew this feeling!”
“And how about this one?” His fingers slipped inside, hooking behind her pubic bone. He pressed up against that fleshy place, kneading it until she grew red from holding her breath as if to escape.
Somehow he drew a jet of slick, catching it in his hand to bring to his own swollen body part. Working her juices up and down his shaft, he cocked his head… waiting for her to recover enough to torment further. “Yet, you went to the Beta today. You touched him as you should only touch me. You smiled.”
His colder tone broke through her delirium, Brenya sucking in a breath and releasing a shaking answer, “I wanted to say goodbye. He saved my life.”
“He did not save your life.” Jacques jerked her body, made her conform to the shape of his hips as his cockhead butted against her opening. Shoving in with an animal grunt, he’d roared. “I did.”
Blasted apart, she bucked, eager for more.
“You would have been terminated had I not found you. You would have been lost to me forever! I SAVED YOU. What thanks do I get?” He spread her legs so far they began to burn, screaming at the overwrought female. “Suspicion? Coldness? You have been ungrateful.”
She wanted so badly to rake her fingernails across his rippling abdominals, to sink her teeth into him. Salivating, she squeezed down, using the only muscles she had control over to make him feel her frustration.
His eyes rolled back, the knot threatening to expand at his base, forcing him to stop all movement. “Not yet. Not until I say, bad girl.”
“WHY!” She growled, vicious, rabid, and completely beyond control.
She could try to wriggle and feed his cock deeper inside her, but the chains binding her arms above her head would only let her stretch so far. He put a stop to it, his hands pinning her hips to the bed.
“What did I tell you about growling at a male?”
Throwing her head back and forth, she refused to listen, her body cramping in its need for release. “I don’t care.”
She was panting, and he was asking her questions. It wasn’t fair.
“What did you learn?”
She learned that she didn’t want him to stop anymore, that anything was better than loneliness and the long walk toward termination.
“If you give me a satisfactory answer, Brenya, I will give you everything you need and more.”
It was easy to see past emotion when her body had demands. In that moment, it was easy to be Omega. “I learned that I did not like waking up alone. I hated it more than I hated wearing the diamonds. I hated it more than being humiliated at your dinner. I hated it more than your cruelty toward Annette.”
Excitement lit his eyes, Jacques’ voice husky as he demanded, “Why?”
“Because I knew what it meant.” Her nerves were still on edge, tremors wracking her body as if the little death was knocking at her door, and this time would take more than just a piece of her soul. It would defeat her utterly. “It meant that I was nothing but what Ancil had said. A toy. And that I had been displayed for your amusement, then discarded when no longer valuable. My opinion meant nothing to you. My skills worthless. I was reduced to a hole you could fuck and was soon to be replaced.”
“Your unflappable honesty is… extraordinary.” The Alpha’s muscles tensed, his cheek twitching as he held her immobile and said, “A simple ‘I learned there are consequences when I misbehave’ would have been sufficient.”
She had made him angry. That seemed to be her best talent these days. “You will choose another Omega.”
“You would presume again to tell me what I will do. You refuse to listen.” A low growl, a deep resounding warning preceded, “How can I make you obey?”