Chapter Four

Jonah

I can smell the moment she goes from aroused to terrified. Usually, I would stop to reassure the female in my be d— I know my cock is larger than averag e— but I am already too lost in the haze of my arousal. Slapping her left thigh harshly, I glare at her until she spreads her legs once more. My handprint is beautifully red against her fair skin, and I want to land more blows across her skin. We aren't allowed to permanently mark an omega but pinking her skin will fade, eventually.

Climbing between her thighs I rub the head of my cock across her sex, gathering her wetness and scalding myself with her heat. Looking at her face, I see the first tear slip from her eye. I know I should take this slow, but I don't have the self-control to do that right now.

"This will hurt," I say.

"What?"

Her question ends on a shriek as I push all eight inches of my thick erection inside her. I hold myself still for a moment, trying to regain some semblance of control. She shatters any attempt at control when she squeals beneath me, trying to push me off her. Her cunt rubs against my length with every movement, and I can't stop what happens next even if I wanted to.

Holding her hips, I pin her down on the bed, keeping her locked in place as I rut into her. My hips pummel her, driving my need higher and higher.

"I didn't know pussy could feel this perfect," I mumble, my hips pistoning in and out of her mercilessly.

She screams and fights me, slapping at my face and clawing at my chest, and I can honestly say it only works me up even more. Her breasts bounce in front of my face, and I bite down on one of her nipples, leaving yet another mark when I release her.

"Stop, please," she begs with a hiccup. "It hurts."

"I told you it would," I say slowing my strokes but not stopping. "If you relax and stop fighting me, I promise you can enjoy this too."

She stares at me with tear-filled eyes. "I don't know how," she mutters. "It's too much, too big. I'm too full."

I chuckle before lifting her into my arms as I move off the bed. I don't let my cock fall from her channel as I walk across the room to a dark-gray leather armchair in the corner. Sitting down, I cup her face, being gentle with her for the first time.

"You are in control now," I say as I position her to straddle my lap. "Don't disappoint me or it will get so much worse."

"Worse?" she squeaks as I rest my hands on her hips.

"I will tie you to the bed and fuck you without any remorse until every hole you have is filled with my cum. Until I leak out of you," I threaten. "And I promise you won't enjoy it."

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Autumn

His words both scare and excite me, which confuses me to no end. I know they shouldn't, that he has already hurt me, but the truth is even though I don't understand what is happening, they do. Now that he has stopped thrusting into me, the pain has subsided and all that remains is the feeling of fullness, pressure from the inside.

"I don't know what to do," I whisper, looking at his chest, avoiding his gaze.

"Whatever makes you feel good," he replies. "Try moving."

I shift my hips forward slowly, waiting for the pain to return but it doesn't. Instead, little tingles of pleasure shoot through me.

"Oh," I say shocked by the feeling.

"Yes, Omega," he groans. "This can be good for both of us."

I look at his face as I do a full roll of my hips. I watch him bite his bottom lip as the tendons in his neck strain, so I do it again and again. My movements are slow as I learn what we both like, chasing the pleasure I feel coursing through me.

"That's good," he says, his grip on my hips harsher than before.

Slowly, I lift off his cock. He glares at me, probably thinking I intend to run or fight him again, but I don't. I feel the head of his cock almost slip out before I slam my weight back down on his lap. His cock fills me to the brim, buried deeper inside me than I ever thought possible, sending pleasure through my body and ripping a moan from deep within me.

"Fuck!" he shouts, holding me in place and grinding his pelvis against me. "Again," he commands loosening his grip, and I comply, eagerly.

I do the move a few times before a strange pressure starts to build inside me. I try to stop but Jonah takes over, using his grip on my hips to lift me off his cock and bring me down harshly. I cry out, a different sound than before as he spears me over and over with his erection.

"Come for me, Omega," he growls. "I want to feel your pussy gripping my fat cock. I need to feel your walls clench around me as you find your pleasure."

I don't know what happens, but my entire vision goes black, and my breath seizes in my lunges. It feels like the world around me explodes before being put back together, but better. My entire body feels tingly, and my legs shake.

I don't have a chance to center myself again before Jonah roars beneath me, holding me firmly in place. I feel fuller than ever before, and the pressure keeps growing.

I'm afraid the pain will return, and I try to get off him, but I can't. I'm locked in place and each movement only sends more pleasure through my already drained body.

"Sit still, Autumn," he admonishes, twisting my nipple harshly and sending a jolt of pain-tainted pleasure through me. I don't understand that reaction either but I know it feels good. "My knot is locked inside you. You're not going anywhere."