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The extra sensation only made it harder for Tanner to focus, so he just gave me another jerky nod. “That’s my good boy.”

Releasing his cock, I put my hand on his back and turned him toward the bed. “Lean over and show me that pretty hole.”

He groaned and a blush started flooding his face, but my sexy omega bent over and spread his legs like the good little slut he wanted to be. Running my hand down his back, I smiled and gave his ass a pat when I got to his cheeks. “Perfect.”

When I’d picked the plug out, the owner had been honest that some omegas would need extra lube to take it, but as I moved behind Tanner, I realized that wasn’t going to be necessary. Maybe it was because he was living out his fantasies or because I tried not to rush, but he’d always been slick for me.

Reaching for the plug with my free hand, I continued to tease and caress Tanner. I didn’t want him coming down from the beautifully needy high he’d already found. I wanted to keep it going.

As I ran the tip of the plug over his ass, Tanner moaned and arched back even more. Giving my boy what he wanted, I started pressing the toy into his wet hole. “Is this what you want? Do you know how good this is going to feel as I spank you?”

But hopefully, he wouldn’t be able to come until I let him.

The promise of pleasure and the reminder of his punishment had Tanner crying out as I slowly started feeding his needy body the plug.

It would be a long evening for my boy, but I had a feeling he would enjoy it.

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How wasI supposed to answer when it felt like there wasn’t a breath left in my body? Something about the torturously slow way he was sliding the plug into me had me almost drowning in the overwhelming sensation.

He hadn’t just found a small country who would sell sex toys to foreigners like Austin had, he’d found an actual sex toy shop. The only thing I could think of as the plug finally settled deep inside me was that Austin was going to be so jealous he’d explode.

When the plug was finally in me, every muscle I had melted as I sank into the mattress.

Then I screamed as Shane spanked me right over the plug.

Lightning shot up my spine as the toy mashed into my omega gland. It was like fiery pleasure swept through me, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to squirm away or beg him to do it again.

Thankfully, it wasn’t up to me.

Alpha did it again, chuckling quietly as I shook and tried to force my body to stay still. It was like I wanted to climb the walls, but there was nowhere to go because everything in me screamed for me to stay right there with Shane.

He was quickly becoming everything to me.

“You’re so beautiful when you suffer for me.”

Fuck. Where did he come up with such crazy, hot lines?

They worked too, because I found myself arching my ass up to silently beg for another.

I felt his fingers slide over the plug and there was a split second of calm before another smack came down on the toy. Every muscle strained as my fingers gripped the bedding and I arched up again. My brain kept telling me one more and I’d come, I was that close. But the damned cock ring seemed to be laughing at me because my orgasm kept dancing out of reach.

I heard myself crying out as more of the painful pleasure wrapped itself around me. Before my brain could even decide how it felt, Shane was stroking my back and along my ass. “I knew you’d like that.”

I did?

That might not have been just in my head because Shane chuckled and he gave the plug a tap. “Oh yes, the puddle of precum between your legs and the slick running down your thighs say just how much you like your punishment.”

Shane’s fingers moved between my cheeks and I felt him turning the plug. The sensation had me squirming and making crazy sounds I knew I’d be embarrassed by later. In that moment, I just loved the feel of Shane’s hand on me and the pleased noises he made like he was proud of me.

He was proud of his omega.

Fuck.

The damned cock ring was the only reason I didn’t come. Something about knowing I’d made him happy was even more of an aphrodisiac than the spanking had been. But my orgasm was just out of reach. I didn’t know if it was psychological or physical, but all I knew was that I couldn’t come.