57. Lars
57
LARS
Olive fought me as I grasped her wrists and bound them together with rope.
Our omega was determined to fight us at every turn, like she needed us to prove ourselves.
That was fucking fine with me. I loved her being a brat for us because it meant she trusted us enough to be herself.
“It’s my turn to tie you up, kitten.”
She struggled against me as I tied the rope to a metal hook on the wall, twisting and working herself into a frenzy on the bed. She was dripping with arousal, her perfume filling the room. When I gripped her ankle, she kicked and twisted and did everything she could to escape my hold.
I just chuckled darkly as I put a leather cuff on both ankles, attached a length of rope to the cuffs, and lifted her legs towards her head. I tied the lengths of rope to additional hooks on the same wall, meaning her legs were spread wide in the air, bent towards her head.
Her ass and pussy were completely open to us, and no matter how hard she fought, she was bound fast.
It took me a second to get myself under control. I ran my hands up and down her legs, squeezing her lush thighs, cupping her sweet cunt. “Fuck, kitten, you’re so sexy.” I dipped my fingers into her pussy and they came out dripping with her slick. I sucked them into my mouth. “I’ll never get enough of your taste.”
She arched against me as I sucked her nipples in my mouth, her little whimpers spurring me on. But I was determined to keep my pace slow as I kissed my way up her body until I reached her pouty lips.
“Look at my good girl, submitting to her alpha.”
I laughed as she gave me a scathing glare, but I decided to have mercy on her. I returned to her splayed legs, rubbing my face along her sensitive inner thighs before licking her drenched pussy. My hand flew to my cock, gripping it tight as I reveled in her sweetness. I greedily licked her drenched pussy, my alpha roaring in satisfaction as more and more slick spilled from her. Her pheromones overwhelmed me, and I took her clit in my mouth, sucking it hard. She came for me, hips arching off the bed as much as she could as she fell apart. I didn’t let her rest as I thrust my fingers inside her and lapped up her slick, pulling orgasm after orgasm from her. By the time I moved away, my cock was rock hard and dripping for her. All for her.
My eyes were locked on her as I pressed inside slowly, savoring how her pussy clenched around my cock. I kissed her, my tongue thrusting into her mouth as I slowly fucked her, pouring all my love into every movement.
Her expression was soft and glazed when we both came.
“You did so well for me, kitten.” She practically purred at my praise. “But I think your other alphas need a turn.”
I moved to the head of the mattress, cradling her head in my lap as Easton and Finn took turns with her—teasing her, fucking her, playing with her ass—until she was putty in the nest. I stroked her hair, her face, unable to keep my hands off her.
Once she was covered in our cum and limp from orgasms, I freed her from the rope. She curled up against me, her burning hot skin like a brand against my chest as she drifted off to sleep.