Frantic (The Omegaborn Trilogy 2)

So, I was going to get spanked.

“Have you been a bad little girl, omega?” Garret whispered, and I sucked in a breath.

“Yes,” I moaned quietly.

He made a disappointed sound under his breath and my blood began to heat underneath my skin. I wondered if they could smell the arousal between my legs, knowing my wetness was beginning to gather in the crotch of my panties. Once Ravick took them down, he’d no doubt find my shameful secret. He’d know I was turned on by his threats of punishment.

Garret traced his fingers along the lace edge of my underwear and his touch seemed like liquid fire, so hot that it felt like it burned my skin. I bit my lip and held my breath with nervous excitement and an ever-building desire.

“Please,” I begged, unable to stop myself. The air I’d been holding in rushed out of my lungs with a loud, breathy sigh and the bond between us crackled with palpable tension. It felt like the calm before the storm, but here I was standing before them as though I was daring the rains to come.

My skin hummed with electricity, slowly warming under the heat of my alphas’ gazes. I pulled in another heavy breath before Ravick raised a hand, offering it to me. I took his fingers in mine and he pulled me close, his green eyes fully dilated and consumed with the dominating nature of his alpha.

He’d embraced his nature to the fullest and it was perfect.

Beside him, Garret and Lothgar grinned lazily, both of them reaching for my breasts. They palmed them, sliding their thumbs over my pert nipples and I sighed heatedly.

“Punish me,” I demanded quietly, staring at Ravick with challenge.

“Feisty omega. Careful,” he whispered, and I shuddered, hearing the slight warning in his tone and my core clenched with desire. I stood before him, lifting my chin with my natural rebelliousness and waited, knowing that he would react in kind.

He waited too, watching me and daring me to make my next move.

I rolled my upper lip, growling just the slightest bit.

I knew then that my punishment would soon begin. Omegas weren’t supposed to growl or challenge their alphas in any way, but I was strong and although I’d submit to my alphas’ every wish and want, I would never be tamed.

I was an omega.

Ravick narrowed his eyes knowingly and pulled me forward, quickly depositing me over his knee. Instead of pulling my panties down, he tore them from my body. The soft cloth pulled at my sensitive folds and I whimpered quietly from the quick flash of pain.

I felt Lothgar’s hand on the backs of my thighs as he pulled my legs apart, revealing the wetness that had already gathered between my thighs.

“Sopping wet already. Such a naughty little omega,” Lothgar murmured, and a fresh wave of slick dripped down my thighs.

Ravick trailed his fingers around the gentle curve of my ass, dipping in between my legs and discovering my arousal for himself. With just his hands, he split my folds and slowly dragged his fingertips up and down the wetness that had gathered there. My hips unconsciously moved in tune with his movements and when he touched my already throbbing clit, I gasped as a powerful surge of desire washed over me.

He teased me, varying the pressure of his touch between heavy and light, driving me wild with pleasure. With each pass over my clit, he pushed me closer and closer to the precipice of orgasm, but just when I was about to come, he pulled back and denied me the release I needed. Again and again he did this, and I begged and moaned for mercy as he relentlessly drove me again and again up into the world of desire.

“Please,” I begged, and he clicked his tongue in disapproval.

“Bad omegas who challenge their alpha don’t get to come until they’ve been properly punished,” Ravick murmured and I trembled, moaning forlornly at the denial of my pleasure.

I needed to come. Ravick had awoken my arousal and now it was curling deep in my belly, growing with every passing second. My skin was burning with desire, my blood boiling just underneath the surface. Every nerve in my body pulsed with electricity, firing with the throes of desire again and again until I was breathless with it.

My hips rose and fell. I spread my legs wider, but then a loud slap echoed throughout the forest, off the trees and it took a long moment for me to realize that Ravick had slapped my ass. Another one fell on the opposite cheek and then, the sting from his wide palm finally emerged.

I cried out, the pain sharp and all-consuming.

I didn’t have a chance to prepare myself, before my punishment began in earnest. Ravick’s palm was harsh and demanding, but it was exactly what I needed. Each time his palm cracked against my bare backside, my pussy tightened and my nipples hardened with arousal. My omega screamed with delight, even as I moaned with pain, but I wanted this. I needed to be forced to submit. It was my nature and now that I had finally accepted it, I realized just how free I had become.

It was my fate to be used, claimed, and punished by my alphas and I adored them for it. It was exactly what I needed and what I craved.

I lifted my hips, offering my naked ass for punishment and Ravick paused before running his fingers over my sensitive, vulnerable flesh.

“Such a perfect little ass,” he murmured, and I sighed happily.

“Such a shame that I have to punish it like this,” he added, and I trembled as he slipped his fingers between my thighs once more. “Although it seems you’re enjoying this, mate. Do you like it when I put you over my knees and spank you? Do you like it when you need to be punished?”