His fingertip circled over top of my needy bud, a promise of endless pleasure if only he could allow me.
"Will you ever doubt my word again, little omega?" he asked.
"No, Alpha. I believe you," I answered quickly.
"Good. Now come hard for your alpha. I want to feel your cum all over my fingers as you orgasm for me again and again for me until you think you've had enough. Then, you're going to keep coming for me until I permit you to stop no matter how much it hurts," he demanded.
With remarkable skill, he toyed with my clit once more and my orgasm burst over me with so much intensity that it left me reeling.
I moaned, the sound low and shameful as I shuddered with pleasure. My inner walls fluttered hard and my core cramped as I imagined the sight of me naked with a bright red backside, still over his knees as I broke apart all over his fingers.
