Fated to the Alpha's Sons: An Omegas Rise to Fame
Chapter 52: ’Cause you taste so good .

Chapter 52: ’Cause you taste so good .

"Yes. Yes, Sir." Beth muttered softly, her pleading eyes on his. She was at his mercy now, she had to please him.

Without wasting anymore time, he placed the head of the vibrator on the top of her pussy, letting her get a feel of the tempo, so she wouldn’t go into shock once he placed it on her pulsing clitoris.

Bethany took deep breaths trying to keep herself from arching into the vibrator. When he first placed it on her pussy, she subconsciously tried to run, due to how different this one felt.

It was a massive upgrade from her lipstick sized bullet vibrator. It’s vibrations sent her to the edge before they even got to her clit, she could only imagine what it was going to feel like when he placed it on her clit.

She didn’t have to imagine for long, because when Troy felt she’d registered it enough, he went for her soaked pulsing clit, without warning.

She immediately subconsciously arched her pelvis towards him, the feeling of her clit tingle and burn made her mind go crazy.

She trashed and trashed in his grip,but he held her firm, his eyes memorizing all of her reactions, while his hand stayed in place on her clitoris.

When she finally found that nerve that was going to take her to the galaxies, she tried as much as possible to stay still, letting her pelvis jerk on its own while she felt the final brick of pleasure stack up in her abdomen.

"I’m going to cum." She whispered, her eyes shut tight as she waited for her peak to come.

But just as she was on the last phase, Troy did the unspeakable.

He took out the vibrator, leaving her in absolute shock.

She lay still on the bed, her heat rate coming down a bit as she racked the pieces of her mind for the possible reasons Troy could have.

"I told you. You only cum when I tell you to." He bellowed, turning the vibrator back on.

Bethany was so speechless and still. He had to permit her? It wasn’t something she could control!

She felt anger rising in her chest, but quickly put it down, almost melting it completely.

She’d been enjoying her day, and she also knew he was trying to offend her.

But was this what the BDSM was like? Did they command everything, including her cumming?

"Bethany." Troy called softly, pulling her away from her thoughts, a bit of worry in his voice.

"Yeah." She replied, looking at him. She was right, he didn’t do it to hurt her, he did it cause that’s what he knows to do.

"Are you okay? Are you angry?" He said, staring into her eyes, and for the first time, he couldn’t read them.

"No, I’m not. Just in shock. Honestly didn’t expect you to do that, I was so close. But it’s okay, I don’t think I mind much." She said shrugging, but Troy wasn’t feeling remotely better and she noticed that, so she sat up, taking her hand in his.

"I’m new to all these. I’m not used to being told what to do, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be spoken to or something. So, I’m a bit slow I know, but I’d get there, alright?" She assured.

"Bethany, I’m sorry, I-"

"There’s nothing to be sorry about. I was just shocked. I didn’t shout at you or scold you because, I’m really not mad at you. Now, please can we carry on? I promise to try not to cum until you let me." She said smiling softly, before leaning in to kiss him, hoping she could kiss his worries away.

But well, she kinda did because it got heated between them and Troy had to pull away.

"You better not, or I’d punish you." He said softly, his eyes on her lips for looking up to hers.

"Yes, Sir." She said, smiling like a kid.

"Mmm. I like that." He murmured before taking her lips with his, kissing her for a moment, before leaning away. "Let’s get back to work, Princess."

He took his position between her legs, while she lay on her back, legs wide open and waiting. Really happy their happy hour hadn’t gone sour, but brought them together instead.

And then, he put on the vibrator, causing her abdomen to tingle in anticipation.

Troy placed it directly on her clit this time, not using the process from before. He grinded it on her clit, using her juices as lubrication, causing her to release breathless moans, her eyes rolled back and snap shut.

The electricity flowed through her incessantly, as she neared the edge of the cliff with toddler steps.

After massaging her clit for a while, Troy couldn’t help but lap on some of the juices around her pussy, not wanting to let any go to waste.

"Can I cum, please?" She pleaded earnestly, tears rolling down her eyes, as she stared into his, hoping he was going to let her.

For a brief second, he almost refused, but he needed her to cum, hard and fast so he delayed his reply, keeping his hand steady in a particular spot he’d noticed was her sweetest spot, waiting for her to get to the peak.

And when he nodded in approval, her juices came barrelling like a river. And like the sweet boy he was, he lapped on all of her juices, not leaving any to spare.

Bethany took deep breaths, coming down from her high, as her head and mind cleared, so much it was as if she’d been blind the whole time.

Her entire body felt limp and heavy by the time she was down. She could barely lift her head to look at Troy when she tried.

She was really worn out. She still wanted to be penetrated, but their just concluded vibration session just had to suffice.

"My body feels like lead." She groaned as soon as she could find her voice.

"That’s not a problem." Troy said, lying beside her. "I can take you anywhere you wanna go, ’cause you taste so good."

"Asshole!"