His fingers finally ventured in between my thighs, exploring my body slowly and as thoroughly as he wished.
Gradually, my legs spread open even wider, allowing him access. My body was saying yes, even when my mind was still saying no.
He captured my clit between two fingers. He slid them back and forth, teasing and taunting me with immeasurable pleasure if I only chose to give in.
"Do you remember when I told you that I know what you need, little omega?" he asked.
"Yes, Alpha," I whined.
"I remember." He continued to rub his fingers up and down my clit. I moaned softly, needing release even though I still didn't want to admit it.
"If you want to come for me, what did I tell you that you would have to do?" he pressed firmly.
"You told me that I would have to beg, Alpha," I whimpered.
"Are you ready to beg for me, little omega?" he asked. "I won't," I replied forcefully, even though I was afraid of exactly the opposite.
