Chapter 14

CHAPTER 14

brANSON

I stare down at my quivering omega, doing my best to figure out what's going on in that pretty little head of hers. Scenting the air, I take in the smell of freshly baked brownies with just a hint of sage. The more aroused she becomes, the more the sage drifts away, leaving a far sweeter scent permeating the air.

Her green eyes glitter up at me with a ring of darkness surrounding the iris. Not quite as if she's in heat yet, but slowly drifting away to subspace, which is where I want her. Deflowering her pretty little pussy shouldn't hurt all that much, but I'm worried about the psychological pain from all the bullshit her mother needlessly put her through.

The further under my spell I can drag her, the far more pleasurable this will be for both of us. As much as she wanted me to force her, she lies there, docile as I take the strap and wrap it around her thigh. There's no fight in her as I attach it to the rope dangling from the headboard. And she sure as hell doesn't make a sound of protest when I tighten it, bringing her knee close to her chest.

By the time I strap down her other leg, slick drips from her pussy. Such a kinky little thing, even if she didn't know it. With her completely at my mercy, I can take my time with her, pleasure her in ways that will leave her breathless and flighty. I can test her limits while also keeping her safe.

For her, I'll craft the illusion of danger, but she's truly never been safer. The only potential issue I can see is her freaking out when I finally take her virginity. Turning from her, I keep my senses open, paying attention to every breath, every squirm as I gather my tools.

Thankfully, I had enough foresight to grab the basics just in case I ended up marrying someone kinky. Who the hell am I kidding? I bought some of these things, hoping it would be my little anal princess waiting for me at the end of the aisle.

I take the slim butt plug into my hand, along with lube and some other implements. Nothing in here is fluid-bonded to anyone else. It's high time I actually commit my personal toys to this marriage. Emmeline watches me, her eyes following my every movement.

A dark chuckle rumbles in my chest. "Poor thing. You think you can control what's about to happen to you. Not in the slightest. Unless you can somehow magically untie yourself, you're completely at my mercy."

I pull up a chair and drag it to the edge of the bed and stare at her pretty pussy. It really is such a lovely part of her anatomy. Pale puffy lips lay spread open, revealing every inch of her. Slick coats her asshole and glistens on the bed.

With a smirk, I hold up the butt plug and watch with glee as she shivers just a touch. "Don't worry. Unlike you, I know how to use these. We're going to start you off small, as you should have in the first place. I'd say don't tense up on me, but I think you like the pain."

Her gaze follows my movements as I set everything down and pull out a pair of gloves. "What's a thorough examination without gloves?" At the slap of latex against my wrist, she jumps, a startled squeak flitting past her lips.

Adorable. It's the only word I can think of as I watch her try her hardest to look unaffected by my actions. Placing my hands on either side of her pussy, I move them around, stretching her skin and spreading her lower lips open even further. I run my thumbs on either side of her clit to tease her, but not give her the satisfaction I know she craves.

Soft whimpers pepper the air as she does her best to rock her hips. But with how I have her trussed up, each movement is minuscule at best. Dropping my thumbs down to her entrance, I massage the opening, dipping in every so often.

I keep my movements shallow. From this angle, it's very apparent her hymen is still intact. Surprisingly so. At her age, even without having sex, I'm shocked to see bits of skin covering her entrance. Now I can understand why her mother was so insane about keeping her daughter away from other males. Those who run in the rich circles value this bit of skin more than they do money, it seems.

A possessive rage threatens to rip through me as I stare at her pussy. Such a horrible thing to keep her locked up like a porcelain doll, just to make her more ‘valuable' to another man. Thankfully, no one else will get to have her like this. I'll be her first, her last, and her only.

Pulling my hands away from her tempting entrance, I lean back and stare at her, licking my lips as her lips part in a silent plea. "Whatever shall I do with you?" I murmur, chuckling under my breath. "Tell me something, Princess. How does this feel?" I lean over her lower half and rub my thumb against her hard, needy clit.

She quivers under my touch as her head drops back. "Please," she begs so prettily.

"That's not what I asked you. How does this feel?"

"L- like heaven and hell at the same time," she gasps out, her fingers scraping along the rope holding her still.

"I'll take that answer. Such a good girl. Just remember, if I ask you a question, I demand an answer. Understand?"

"Y- yes, Alpha." Her cries pierce the air, making my cock jerk inside my pants.

So naturally submissive. So fucking perfect.

"I didn't prepare for an examination, so I don't have a speculum on me. We're just going to have to make do with my fingers. But first, something to distract you."

Grabbing the plug, I tip over the lube bottle, pouring copious amounts onto my fingers and the metal and rub it all around so every inch is coated. Even though she has more than enough slick to ease this into her body, I want her to see and learn that there's no such thing as too much lube.

The instant I bring my fingers to her back entrance, she tenses up, making her back hole even tighter. "That's right, my little anal slut," I growl. "Make it difficult for me."

The guttural moan dripping from her lips tests my calm and patience. She's so needy, so ready for me to take her body. Gritting my teeth, I ease my index finger past her tight ring, invading her body in a poor mimicry of what I'd rather be doing.

Since the plug has not breached her yet, I bring it up to her clit and rub it against the taut bundle of nerves, earning a gasp and a soft moan. I continue to tease her, bringing her pleasure as my finger slides in and out of her asshole, impaling her with every stroke. The last time she had something up her ass, it caused her pain. I want to make sure this time it's pleasurable.

As I continue to torment her, her body relaxes for me, softening as I ease myself in and out, smirking as her moans fill the air. Pulling out, I slide in another, using both fingers to stretch her out a bit more. Since this is a small plug, my thick digits will be enough to prepare her. However, the moment I pull the plug away from her clit and rest the metal tip against her back entrance, she tenses up again.

Gritting my teeth, I drag the glove off of my hand and smack her pussy with it. Not hard. Not enough to actually cause her any real discomfort, but certainly enough to distract her. She looks at me from between her thighs, her mouth hanging open as her eyes shoot accusations my way.

"I told you, once you're in my ropes, that's it. You have no control over anything that's happening to you. Even if it means smacking this pretty pussy until you relax your ass enough for me to get this plug in you."

Again, her head falls back, and she stays silent. But then, what can she say? She knows I'm right. With small movements, I ease the plug into her. Since it's so small, it slides in without much effort, allowing her ring to snap around the base.

"There now," I tease, pulling off my other glove. "Was that so bad?"

Red eases over her cheeks as she averts her gaze from mine. "Certainly not as bad as the last time."

"I should hope not. Now then, my delectable patient. It's time I examine you properly."

I slide a new pair of gloves on and snap them against my skin. It hurts to keep this barrier between us, but honestly, it's the only thing allowing me to retain my sanity. If this were any other omega, I'd probably just fuck her and be done with it. But this isn't any other omega.

This is my omega.

Walking over to my pack, I fiddle around with some stuff until I pull out what I need. That same syringe from when I first saw her sits in my hand as if we've come full circle. All of this will be so much more pleasant for her if she wasn't so caught up in the anxiety of the act.

Fuck protocol. This stuff is harmless in its new, rendered form. All it will do is relax her enough to allow her first time to be gentle, easy, even if I'm not. I bring my scanner up to her hands and press it against her thumb. While waiting for the readout to happen, I check the tightness of the ropes, making sure it's not cutting off circulation or causing nerve impingement.

"Seems as if you've been keeping well hydrated. All your levels look normal. Now then, shall I examine what's causing you the most trouble? Something about a pesky hymen you wish to be rid of?"

Emmeline stares up at me with those large, innocent eyes of hers as she nods ever so slightly. My cock pulses behind my pants, but I don't dare take them off. Not until I'm ready to mount her. Walking back over to the end of the bed, I squirt some more lube onto my fingers and drag them up and down her lower lips.

She moans and twitches as I tease her, taking her mind off of me, edging further and further down. Just like earlier, I ease a finger into her entrance, pausing just short of the bit of skin dividing her in two. Just a small, flimsy piece of skin, something that should have been broken just by her existing.

My heart aches for my little bride and I try to picture what sort of life she must have had. Certainly not the rough and tumble fun I was allowed to experience. Pushing those thoughts to the side, I push a little further, breaching her a bit more.

Just like with her ass, she tenses, everything tightening as her breathing races. Pulling out the syringe, I walk back over to her arm and flick the glass, making sure all air bubbles are out.

"You'll thank me when I'm done."

Her protests fall on deaf ears as I inject her with the sedative, but only enough to take the edge off. Not enough to knock her out. I watch her eyes as I count out the seconds in my head. From the few times I've used this on patients, it's worked rather quickly.

Soon, her head bobs a bit as her eyes unfocus. Just how I want her. "That's my good little princess. You relax now while I make you feel so fucking good."

I lied the first time I offered it to her, banking on the assumption she was too innocent to know the truth. As quickly as this drug works, it's out of the system just as fast. The window I have before she becomes hysterical is small.

Thankfully, I'm hard as a rock. That's extra time I have to prepare her for my massive girth. Once more, I inch my finger in, pressing against the bit of skin, testing it as I massage her inner walls.

Instead of being scared like earlier, she moans for me, her soft voice crying out as I prepare her body for my invasion. Taking two fingers, I apply pressure to opposite sides of her opening, stretching her a bit. Her arousal perfumes the air as all traces of fear vanish.

She hangs in my ropes like a limp doll, perfect for defiling. Shoving my pants down, I palm my erection, letting her see just how hard I am, just how impossibly large I am compared to her small opening. A drunk, lopsided grin crosses her face, and in that moment, she's never looked more beautiful.

A low growl rumbles from my chest as I climb onto the bed and notch the tip of my cock into her tight entrance. Her body ripples under my touch as I skim my hands over her, owning her, possessing her, claiming her as mine.

"Look at me, Emmeline. Watch me as you take every inch of my cock. I'm going to fuck you, then I'm going to knot you, and there's absolutely nothing you can do to stop me. I will not be gentle. I will not be kind. I will own your body inside and out." All it does is make her slick drip onto my cock as her arousal heightens even more.

I don't go slow with her. I don't give her a chance to rethink or even overthink. Hunching forward, I grip her ass cheek in my hand, holding her still as I force my way into her tight, tiny body. In one long, smooth stroke, I break through her innocence, making her mine.

Her mouth drops into an ‘O', but nothing comes out. No screams, no moans, no whimpers. Nothing. It's as if her mind and body are at war, not knowing or understanding what just happened. Once she's out of her drugged haze, it will hit her. The enormity of our actions will no doubt weigh heavily on her mind.

But then, she didn't do it. She was tied up and at my mercy. Blameless.

It all rests on my shoulders.

Her husband.

Her defiler.

Her villain.

The growl grows deeper as I drag my cock out from the warmth of her body. Light pink intersperses the clear slick coating me, proving even more how I've stolen her innocence. Gripping her again, I invade her, stretching her out around my cock.

Soon, her small gasps turn into moans, spurring me on. I slide my free hand between us to stroke her clit, giving her even more pleasure as she takes my punishing thrusts. The plug inside her ass, though small, rubs up against the underside of me, making her impossibly tight hole feel even smaller.

Pleasure races down my spine, making everything tingle as I continue to thrust in and out, never stopping, never relenting. Her moans turn into frantic cries as she tenses around me. So close. My little bride is so very close.

Her inner walls ripple around my girth, making my eyes cross and my balls tighten up to the point of pain. I keep my fingers moving over her clit, demanding she come with my cock in her pretty little pussy.

"Come for me, Princess," I growl. "I want to feel you shatter around me. I want to watch you fall apart as I fuck you for the first time."

My words must have been the tipping point, because soon, everything goes taut. Her lips part, but all that comes out is a low, deep moan. I continue to stroke her, riding out her orgasm as I do my absolute best to hold out until she's done.

Need twists my insides as she writhes around me. The fluttering of her pussy as wave after wave rocks through her draws me ever closer to my own release. Only when she goes limp, do I stop stimulating her clit. I pound into her, my thrusts so hard it slams the headboard against the wall.

One stroke. Two. Three. A roar rips from my throat as my knot begins to swell. Gripping her ass in an iron grasp, I hold her still as I slam myself home. As my knot stretches her out even further, her impassioned cries begin again. Cum spurts from my cock, filling her up as I pulse deep inside her pussy.

"Fuck," I groan, shivering with every jerk of my cock.

Finger by finger, I ease my grasp from her ass. Tomorrow, bruises will litter her skin, but I don't care, and frankly, neither will she. With my cock still deep inside her, held firm by the knot, I lean over and undo her bonds, allowing her to flop underneath me.

Gathering her into my arms, I ease us over so she can lie down on top of me instead of becoming crushed under my bulk. Her soft breaths fan over my chest as she lies there, nearly motionless.

"Will... will it always be like this," she murmurs, her words slightly slurred.

A deep, contented sigh flits past my lips. "God, I hope so. With or without the drugs, I plan to be in your pussy as often as I can."

"That's good. I like you here. I'm not so alone anymore." Even as the last word leaves her lips, her soft snores fill the room.

I run my hand up and down her back, giving her all the warmth and comfort I can as she sleeps the drug off. For once, forever doesn't feel so daunting. Though I've never been alone like she has, it's nice to finally have someone as a permanent fixture in my life.

As she sleeps on top of me, my mind races and my gut churns. She seems so perfect for me. So right. I can only hope that when she discovers who I really am, that she will find it in her to still give me a chance.