Chapter 23 #3
“Are you hoping this will embarrass me?” Shiloh lifted his hips, sliding his dick through the alpha’s grip, and then dropped.
He repeated the motion, thrusts increasing in speed with each passing second as the electricity built inside of him.
“It won’t. You’re touching me, Rang. That’s all that matters. ”
He’d debase himself far worse than this if it meant earning the alpha’s affection.
“You’d do anything for my attention, wouldn’t you?” Sarang asked.
“Yes.” He moaned when that earned him a tighter squeeze, balls drawing up as he got close.
Seeming to sense that, Sarang released him, tutting when that had Shiloh making a sound of protest.
“I was telling the truth!”
“I know.” Sarang flipped him onto his stomach and resituated between his legs.
His hands landed on his ass, each one cupping a cheek.
He wasn’t gentle about it, kneading and squeezing the flesh, almost to the point of pain.
Then he pulled back and delivered a hard slap that caused Shiloh to jerk beneath him.
He let out a howl, burying his head in his arms as another spanking was delivered. The sound of skin cracking against skin echoed throughout the room, the sharp, flaring pain momentarily causing his mind to go blank.
“I thought you said you wouldn’t punish me!” Shiloh rushed to say the second he was able to draw enough breath.
“Is this really a punishment, omega?” the alpha countered, and without thinking, he replied.
“Yes!”
Which was a mistake.
The spanking stopped all at once, the alpha’s hands falling away, leaving Shiloh a panting, writhing mess.
His dick, caught between his stomach and the bed, ached, and his hole twitched, practically begging to be filled. When Shiloh pressed against the sheets, he managed to rub his nipples against the material, only making the arousal worse.
Being spanked had turned him on.
He whimpered.
“Do you know what you did wrong?” Sarang asked.
“Yes.”
“What?”
“I lied.”
“Should I let you have a redo?”
“Please.”
Sarang chuckled and smoothed some of the sting away on his swollen left cheek. “Was I punishing you just now, omega?”
Shiloh vehemently shook his head. “No, alpha.” He shuddered when his cheeks were spread and the alpha shifted again.
Was he looking at him there?
“You’re drenched,” Sarang noted, a rumble traveling up his chest a second before a burst of alpha pheromones draped warmly over Shiloh’s exposed skin. “Ready to receive your alpha.”
“Gods, yes.” It hadn’t been a question, but he answered on a breathy moan anyway.
“I told you, you won’t get my cock today. But I do have something else for you.”
There was a rustling sound, and then Shiloh felt something thick and blunt push against his entrance. The object was forced in slowly, filling and stretching him, not picking up speed no matter how much Shiloh trembled.
“You mentioned you’ve been bored.” Sarang buried the item all the way, then spread Shiloh’s cheeks more comfortably around the flared base.
“This plug is going to stay inside of you until I say otherwise. If I find out you’ve removed it, there will be repercussions, and they won’t be the fun ones you enjoy. ”
“Will you leave me?” Shiloh tentatively guessed, hoping he was wrong.
“Yes.” The alpha turned him back around again, then settled on his side next to him and reached for his weeping dick. “There you go. So responsive to me.”
Shiloh huffed as he was jerked off, his hips moving to chase after the friction of the alpha’s palm. Each time he dropped back down, the girthy plug inside of him pressed on all the right places, and soon he was covered in a sheen of sweat, cheeks red, breath wild.
“Give me your pheromones, omega,” Sarang demanded when he was close, and when Shiloh obeyed, he answered with a burst of alpha lust pheromones in return.
It shoved Shiloh over the edge and he screamed as he came, hot spurts shooting into the air to splatter all over his stomach and the alpha’s hand.
He was stroked through it, wrung out until he had nothing left to give and oversensitivity took over.
When he tried to wiggle out of that hold, he was given another wave of targeted pheromones meant to encourage lust.
A gush of slick tried to flee from his plugged hole, the plastic managing to keep most of it inside, and he whimpered as his dick hardened a second time.
“One more.” Sarang leaned in and kissed him as he worked him back into a frenzy, tongue flicking past his lips to trace the roof of his mouth encouragingly.
Shiloh did his best to lay still and allow the alpha to have his way with him, even when he was pushed past that point of contentment and back into discomfort for another orgasm. If it kept the alpha happy and with him, he’d let him get away with anything.
“Remember,” Sarang whispered against the curve of his ear, hand finally releasing his spent dick, but only so it could drop lower and press against the plug hard enough to have it rub against Shiloh’s prostate and make him cry out.
“My definition of being good is being honest with me. Do you understand, omega?”
“Yes!” Tears leaked from his eyes, a sob ripped from him when the plug started to vibrate and buzz with no warning. His whole body spasmed as though he’d been electrocuted.
“Repeat it back to me then,” the alpha insisted, pressing a button on some hidden remote that had the vibrations growing.
“I’ll be honest! I’ll never lie to you again!” Shiloh swore.
“You’ll be good for me from now on?”
“Yes!” He went limp the second the device was turned off.
Sarang brushed strands of damp hair off his face and gave an alpha purr that had his insides beaming despite his exhaustion. “I’m going to leave that inside you. You aren’t allowed to remove it. Whenever I think you might have grown bored, I’ll turn it on.”
Shiloh’s eyes, which had slipped shut, popped open.
The alpha grinned at him. “You’re allowed to come as much as you need to. But even if you don’t want to anymore, you can’t take it out. You’ll be good for me, won’t you, omega?”
Shiloh opened his mouth to argue, but ended up closing it a second later.
“Ah,” Sarang chuckled, “you just realized what it truly means to have my attention, didn’t you?”
“Serious question, Rang.” He licked his dry lips. “You’ve asked me so many, surely I’ve earned at least one?”
“Go ahead.”
“Are you a sadist?”
“If you’re asking if I enjoy the fact you weren’t able to sit still for a week,” he traced Shiloh’s mouth, “the answer is yes. I don’t like when you’re hurt.
But knowing I’ve left my mark on you? That’s different.
You aren’t the only one who craves attention, omega.
Since you’re the one who brought us to this point, you’re going to have to pay for your actions. ”
He pulled away, leaving Shiloh panting on the bed.
“Clean up and then eat your cake.”
Shiloh waited until he was alone and could breathe steadily again before dragging himself into the bathroom to scrub the dried come off his body.
His fingers tentatively touched the base of the plug.
Since this was Sarang’s suite, he doubted there were cameras in here the same way there’d been at the hotel, but still…
He left it where it was, even though it meant he couldn’t clean the slick off of himself properly.
Minutes later, just as he was about to take his first bite of cake, the device started to vibrate, completely catching him off guard.
And making him rethink his earlier assumption about being filmed.