“Who does your hole belong to?” Urho asked again, his voice grim and firm.
Xan’s voice shook as he rasped out, “Show me.”
The pain was rough but laced with gold. Xan dropped into it, opening up to a glowing, empty place that seemed brighter than the sun and infinite. He burned in it happily, surrendering to the twitching, sharp thud of the belt falling on him again and again. He melted into a hot puddle of tears, sweat, and saliva as control evaporated and he breathed between the strokes.
“Who does your hole belong to?” The question pierced the brilliant, hot place where Xan sobbed and breathed in ragged, rushing gasps.
“You,” Xan whimpered, his heart swelling with pride. “I belong to you. Your omega.”
“Myomega,” Urho said, dropping the belt and rubbing both hands over Xan’s trembling flanks and down over his flaming ass cheeks. “When you sit on this delicious ass of yours, you’ll remember who you belong to—who you are. No matter what the world says, no matter what your father claims, you’re not weak. You’re strong. My omega is strong as wolf-god’s love and braver than wolf-god’s own apprentice.”
Xan wept softly into the bed, his body aching through and through. He let Urho pamper his ass, rubbing lotion and other creams into it. And then he crawled up the bed to collapse on his stomach, spreading his legs and inviting Urho in. “Fuck me,” Xan whimpered. “Use me. Make me your hole.”
“I’lldecide what to do with my omega’s hole,” Urho muttered, gently pushing Xan’s burning cheeks apart and leaning in to kiss and lick his most intimate spot.
Xan groaned, his body shaking as Urho’s tongue penetrated him. With each wet flick against the rim, followed by a deep press in, his legs trembled and his cock twitched. He grew unbearably aware of the thudding in his cock, still stiff and growing stiffer, pounding with the beat of his heart.
Urho pulled back before returning with oiled up fingers, pressing two inside immediately. Xan hissed at the slight burn, but then got up onto his knees to push back for more. “Hurry,” he whimpered. “I need it.”
Urho moaned and tapped Xan’s sore ass, making him clench and cry out. “Mouthy pup. Do you need to feel my hand?”
Xan groaned and nodded wildly. “Yes. Do it. Spank me.”
Urho slapped his ass twice, fucking in and out with his fingers as he did, and Xan shuddered all over, pain and pleasure rocking him. He almost came when Urho smacked his ass again just as his fingers pushed against Xan’s prostate.
Xan gripped his own nipples, pinching them firmly, trying to hold back and teetering on the edge. He didn’t want to come without Urho’s dick inside him.
“Please, Urho,” he begged. “Please.”
It was the magic word, just as he’d believed as a child, because Urho oiled up his cock and shoved the massive head into him, holding Xan’s hips steady as he forced it inside.
“Fuck!” Xan shouted, head tipping back, lost in the pleasure-pain and shuddering all over. The pressure on his prostate grew as Urho pushed unrelentingly deeper, his cockhead shoving over Xan’s gland, and then the fat shaft rubbing it with each inch inside.
“Mmm,” Urho murmured approvingly. “Open up. So tight around me. Look at your hole sucking me in. Such a good omega.Myomega.”
Xan clenched the blankets and bore down, taking Urho as fully inside as possible until the scratchy crinkle of his pubic hair was pressed into Xan’s sore ass cheeks.
“You’re going to remember who you belong to,” Urho said, sliding out and then shoving in roughly. Xan jerked and spurted pre-come onto the bed, his cock jolted by the shock of pleasure. “You’re going to keep this hole just for me.”
Xan whimpered. “Always.”
“You’re going to remember what’s important,who’simportant.”
“Yes.”
“This is important, Xan. This. Us.” He fucked him rough and steady, his hips pushing pain through Xan with every slap of body against body. “Fuck everything else,” he grunted. “You’re mine.”
Xan reveled in the words, the possessive fuck, and the way Urho held him firm to take every single inch with each thrust. His legs twitched and kicked in spasms as he rode the delicious and rough thrusts, and his asshole convulsed in pleasure that echoed all over his body in waves of bliss so intense that it left him crying out. His cock pulsed and spurted pre-come, and his heart pounded faster and faster, until he braced himself against the swell and push of oncoming climax.
He reached for his cock, gripping it as Urho fucked into him roughly. His vision whited out, his nipples tingled, and his balls drew up tight. His orgasm ripped through him, copious jets of alpha come streaking the bed, splattering his thighs, and slicking his stomach.
Behind him, Urho shouted his joy. He pressed in deep, his cock swelling and firing off loads of come into Xan’s aching ass. Urho kissed his shoulders madly, his whimpers of pleasure like little bits of soul that Xan could take in, swallow down. Urho’s cock shuddered deep inside, and the sensation triggered an echo of Xan’s climax, so that he quaked and came again too.
“Let me see,” Urho murmured when they had calmed down. He carefully withdrew from Xan’s body, and then spread his cheeks wide, looking for the sweet evidence of his pleasure leaking from Xan’s ass, as he always did these days. “That’s my good omega.” He swiped at the leaking come and rubbed it into the skin of Xan’s sore buttocks. “Anti-inflammatory properties,” he muttered. “It will help.”
Xan whimpered and let Urho turn him over. “Wow,” he whispered. “You know how to use that belt.”
Urho smiled lovingly. “You have tender skin. I wasn’t as rough as I could have been. I’d say that by tomorrow you won’t even have bruises. Maybe a little sensitivity is all.”
