Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame
Chapter 51: Want more.

Chapter 51: Want more.

He spanked her. Hard, on her left ass, his eyes on her, curious to see how she was going to react, and to his greatest surprise, she moaned, grinding harder on his cock.

His spank did hurt, but for some reason, it made her want more. More of the pressure on her clit, more of his palm that was currently massaging the sore part on her glute.

She stared into his eyes, grinding her clitoris on his cock, with her overflowing juices, her vagina in desperate need for penetration.

She could see his eye darken even more at her reaction, and his other hand in her periphery, getting ready to spank her for the second time.

Her heart rate increased in anticipation. She leaned down to his lips to kiss him, and at the same time, giving him a larger surface area to spank, knowing it will only increase her hunger.

Seeing her actions, Troy couldn’t help but smirk at how slutty and hungry his mate was, pressing her tits on his chest, and giving him more than enough space to spank as much as he wanted.

And he did. He spanked her right ass, watching it jiggle against his palm, as she moaned into his neck, causing him to quiver.

"You want more, don’t you?" He asked into her hair, pulling her head up, her hair forming a canopy around them.

"Yes." She breathed.

"Okay, hold on." He said, lifting her off him to the side, before getting of the bed at once, making his way to his dark closet.

Bethany couldn’t help but stare at his incredibly toned back and well rounded smooth ass as he disappeared into the closet.

She’d love to touch that ass one day.

Sighing, she lay face up staring at the ceiling, letting her mind wander for a bit.

She thought back to how everything had transformed between them in just few hours. From anticipating his arrival, to meeting her parents, to saying goodbye to them and being pissed at him, to exploring her white room , to finding the movie theater, and now in his bed, naked and incredibly horny.

Nothing excited her today as much as getting reactions from him as sucked on his dick, like a good girl.

It made her happy, so happy.

"Mind wandering again?" She heard Troy say, sitting on the bed, something on his lap.

She hadn’t heard him come back, so she was a bit shocked.

"You didn’t hear me come, you were really out of it." He commented, unboxing the thing.

"Kinda." She said shyly, looking away. Now that her eyes were a bit clear, she was beginning to feel abit self-conscious.

"No no, don’t go shy on me now. Look what I got." He said, causing her to turn to face him.

As soon as her eyes met the ’thing’ on his hand, she couldn’t help but freeze in place.

It was a vibrator. A hot pink microphone shaped vibrator.

Troy couldn’t help but laugh at the dumbstruck look on her face. "What is it, baby? Never seen a vibrator before?" He asked smugly, despite knowing she had.

"Of course, I have, you dumbass. This is just ..."

"A better upgrade from your tiny bullet." He teased, a smug expression on his face, while hers transformed into one of absolute horror.

"How did you-" She asked halfway, sitting up on the bed.

"I can explain." He quipped, putting up his hands in surrender. "I was patrol that day, and held the tiny buzzing coming from your room. I was so curious,so I couldn’t help but check. I’m sorry."

"I’m not angry, I’m just embarrassed, I guess." She said, palming her face.

"Baby. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, baby. Trust me." He cooed.

"Yeah, tell me about it." She said monotonously. "It’s actually been in my cart for a while now. Hadn’t had the courage to actually buy it. " She admitted, laying back on the bed, sighing.

"Well, then. I guess you’d have to delete now. Because I’ve got you one." Troy said, whispering in her ear, turning on the vibrator.

The vibration sounds made her heart rate spike immediately. And Troy could hear it. It only made him happier.

He might not be able to make her cum from her vagina, but he was sure as hell going to make her cum from many other ways he’d planned for weeks.

"Are you ready, Princess?" He asked in her ears, nipping on it softly, eliciting a soft moan from her.

"Is that a yes?" He asked again softly, trailing the vibrator around her tits.

She nodded, but he nipped on her earlobe in disapproval. "Words, Princess."

"Yes. Yes, please." She pleaded, softly.

"Alright then. Your wish is my command, Princess." He said, leaning away from her.

He crawled from beside her to the foot of the bed, parting her legs with his hands.

"Do not close them, unless I tell you to. And you do not cum until you’re permitted." He instructed, his stern eyes on hers.

"But-" She wanted to argue, but he pinched in her sensitive clitoris, shutting her up.

"And you do not talk until I tell you to, understand?" He croaked.

Quietly, she nodded, but earned another pinch on her clit again.

"You’re a tough one, aren’t you? You want to be punished, isn’t it?"

She didn’t answer, but he took that as his reply, nodding. If she wanted to play stubborn, he was going to teach her, that two could play the same game.

He brought the vibrator, to her areola, watching it stiffen and twist, while she tried to flinch away from it but he didn’t let her.

He locked her in, looking into her eyes, basking in the horrifying pleasure that she was feeling.

"Troy-" She breathed, letting her eyes please for her.

"So you’ve got words, I thought you went mute." He quipped, eyeing her.

"Please." She pleaded as he went to her other boob. "I’m sorry."

His eyes sized hers, knowing she was going to want to get punished again, but till then, he’d just pleasure her.

"You’re forgiven, but I know you don’t learn , so I’d wait." He said taking it away from her tits, and she released a deep sign of relief, even though her nipples still pulsed.

"Are you ready, Princess?" He asked.

"Yes. Yes, Sir."