I screamed and his hands wound around my hips, digging his fingers into the bones of my pelvis so that he could use my poor pussy harder. He slammed into me again and again until I was so lost in my pleasure, that I hardly knew up from down. One orgasm tore through me after the next and I had no idea when and if it would ever end. I had no idea if I wanted it to.
My own hands tightened into little fists into the blankets beneath me, holding on for dear life as my alpha used my body for his pleasure and mine. I could feel another release edging toward me, and I allowed myself to dive into that freedom completely.
Here inside my chambers, things were simple. I was his omega, his love, and his mate. My role was to serve him and see to his needs. I would surrender when he demanded it, spreading my legs whenever he wanted and giving him everything he asked of me. I was made to surrender to him.
