He fucked in hard.
Breath caught, Wren arched and bore it—bore him in that animal, violent spearing all the way to the hilt.
Clenching his jaw, he hissed at the clamp and flutter that had already begun. “Fuck! Don’t you dare come yet, Omega!” He snapped his hips in sure, rough strokes with each word, scything into her belly so deep she lost control. “Don’t. You. Dare. Fucking. Come!”
It was too late. The clench and ripple milked at this cock, leaving her moaning a pathetic breathy purr that called to him to give her what she craved. It was too far gone to stop, Wren distantly aware her body had run wildly free of her mind.
She clung to him, chasing after hips that pulled his cock away and left her cramping around nothing.
“BAD GIRL!”
Why did hearing him say that make her insides squeeze all the harder?
She sprayed out slick where his cock bobbed just out of reach, whining and writhing and denied. When the waves of needy distraction began to pass, Wren found him watching her, hovering so his cock was just out of reach.
“Didn’t Kieran and Toby give you enough attention? Is your pussy really so greedy, naughty mouse?”
Dazed, unsure if she was still coming, if she needed to come, or if she wanted it all to end, Wren made a soft sound of capitulation.
“Come again before I’m ready and I’ll let them both fuck your ass while my knot owns your cunt.” The growl came, unnecessary at this point except to gush a fountain over his swollen cockhead. “Is that what you want, pretty mouse?”
God, was he trying to kill her with that tone? It didn’t even matter what he said, her body responded… and from the smug look on Caspian’s face, he knew it.
“Do you want both of them at one time while I watch?” He groaned out his fantasy, teasing at her fluttering entrance while denying the wriggling Omega what she craved. “While another woman’s mouth is sucking me off?”
The heat in the nest turned ice cold.
Caspian took advantage of her alarm, slipping back in to find her pussy open and as far from orgasm as she could be.
Rocking against her, feeding her his fat dick, he murmured, “You don’t need gentle, little mouse. You need to know your place and I need to enforce it.” When she wouldn’t meet his eyes, he caught her chin and pressed the subject. “Your place is to please me in any way I tell you to.” Running his fingertips over the bruises on her neck, he murmured, “Mine is to make sure this doesn’t happen again. You’ll be grateful if another woman blows me. You’ll purr when I fuck you afterward, knowing she took the edge off—because my pretty mouse excites me to the point I want to wrap my hands around her throat…”
Wren didn’t think it was possible to find there was something lower than whore… but there was.
She cried as he took her gently, until Caspian grew frustrated with her lack of response and fucked into her with passion instead. It didn’t take long for his tricks to fool her body into a mind-numbing release. She gave him what he came for, the bloom of his knot throbbing large and hot inside her cunt, thick ropes creamy white trapped behind it.
While he was contented and purring above her, she lay still, forced to accept what still spurt at random intervals from his dick.
It shouldn’t have mattered. Logically she grasped that, but it did.
It hurt.
“It’s easier if you understand before you come back with me.” He caught her chin, something in those mud brown eyes almost repentant. “This place you live in isn’t fit, and I am tired of slugging through the mud just so I can fuck you and freeze.”
Then why had he brought all this stuff here? Why were they even wasting time knotted in a nest that was soon to be abandoned?
“You won’t lack for attention.” Voice hardly above a whisper, Caspian soothed, “Toby is already preparing your room and Kieran demands to share it. Obey them just as you will obey me.” His gaze grew unforgiving, his voice sharper than razor blades. “But never forget, you are mine first and foremost. When I call, you come.”
She nodded, tears drying up and heart growing hard.
Appeased, the Alpha purred, the vibration catching as another wave of filth ushered from his knot to pool in her belly. As his pleasure peaked, Caspian pressed what might have been a sweet kiss on Wren’s slack mouth. “I’ll be good to you.”