Shane climbed slowly up on the bed, a true Lord of the Manor air radiating from him as he leaned back against the headboard of the overly large bed. The room was too large to have anything smaller than a king-sized bed, but I’d always felt like I was swimming in it.
Shane looked like he was made for it. My knees went weak just looking at him.
Shane was in my bed.
Shane was in my bed ready to spank me.
Yeah, I was going to come before I had permission, there would be no way around that.
When he was braced against the pillows with his legs stretched down the mattress, Shane gave the area beside him a pat. “Come here.”
The awkward scramble to get up on the high bed made the scene more real. Something about holding my pants up and knowing what would happen sent wave after wave of humiliation and desire coursing through me.
Having Shane just watching me with that stern, commanding look only made it more erotic.
His hand stroked down my back possessively as I stretched out across his legs. I’d imagined myself in that position so many times it was almost familiar, even though Shane was my first…and would hopefully be my first in many things.
As long as I didn’t scare him away.
He gave my ass a firm pat as I laid myself over his legs, trying to hide how badly I was shaking. “Don’t dawdle, omega, or it will only make it worse for you.”
That didn’t help stop the shaking. Adrenaline coursed through me as all the dirty fantasies I’d ever had flashed across my mind. “I’m sorry, Alpha.”
I found myself mumbling the words softly as the whirl of emotions rushed through me. I almost didn’t recognize the sound of my own voice as I got to apologize to my Alpha.
“You will be.”
He was going to kill me saying stuff like that. I’d end up dead over his lap with my pants falling off my ass.
That shouldn’t have sounded hot.
But it did.
I was so hard there wasn’t any way to get a comfortable position across his lap, but that only made it better. When Shane’s hand pushed my pants down right below my ass, I moaned and shoved my face into the mattress. Shane just chuckled quietly. The wicked pleasure had heat rolling through me, and I felt how slick I was with every subtle movement.
There was no hesitation in his touch as he tugged me closer and pulled the boxer briefs I was wearing down below my ass. Having just that part naked and on display as I offered myself up to him felt naughtier than if I’d have been completely naked.
My Alpha was going to spank my ass.
My aching, slick-filled ass.
There was no way I’d be able to hold back my orgasm.
Shit.
“This pretty ass is going to be beautifully red by the time I’m done with you.” He palmed one cheek, then started slowly stroking over me like he had all the time in the world to punish his toy. “You’ll remember who you belong to.”
The rough growl to his words and the pure sex saturating every one had slick dripping from me. I was more turned on than I’d ever been and all we’d done was kiss. Well, kiss while I’d squirmed and thrust against him.
“Yes, Alpha.” I was his.
I was his toy.
His omega.
His to tease and punish.
Fuck. I was going to make myself come.
