Complete Control

by L. V. Lane

  She froze on her hands and knees with her pussy hovering over my aching cock.

  I guessed this was close enough for me to warm her up. I dragged her close—and ripped the scrap of silk that fraudulently passed as a dress down the front—she squealed. The woman was a squealer. I could have undone it, but the damn dress was designed by someone with a depraved mind and had a seam on the front that gave up at the slightest tug. Just enough for her creamy tits to fall out. I pulled her closer so I could suck on her sensitive little mounds. She wriggled, grinding her wet pussy against my stomach. By the time I’d done feasting, her eyes had glazed over, and her nipples were stiff pink peaks. “There. That’s better.” I cupped her ass and ground her hot, wet pussy down over my abs.

  We both enjoyed that.

  “Up you go.” I gave her a nice sharp slap on both cheeks of her ass to warm that up as well. The slap got her moving, and she crawled closer and then stopped.

  “I can’t, Hudson. I don’t like it! Please don’t make me do it.”

  I gave her ass another slap hard enough that she squealed and nearly landed right where I wanted her from the force of it alone.

  “Knees here,” I instructed. And she did move albeit slowly, fretting the whole time. “Hold your little dress up so we can both see your pussy.” She bit her lip and moaned. “Good girl. That’s right, one hand against the wall. Perfect, now lower yourself down.”

  I could have told her to take the dress off—I’d damn near ripped it in two—but she was going to drop it once I got my mouth on her, and I do love to provide her with an extra sense of threat.

  Her legs trembled as she sank slowly, biting on her plump lower lip—poor baby, this was rough on her, she really did hate being in control. “Keep the dress up. If you drop it, I’m going to need to punish you.” Her knuckles turned white around the scrap of silk that I was now determined to make her drop. “Sit down, kitten.”

  Her legs shook harder as she got closer. I could feel the heat coming off her pink pussy. I was going to start drooling if she didn’t give it up soon.

  “Oh! No, I can’t!”

  Enough was enough. I growled, and her wet pussy dropped onto my waiting tongue. I grabbed her ass when she tried to bolt straight off and drove my tongue into her wet pussy. She moaned.

  I licked the length of her slit, then laved her clit with my tongue until the little bud was nice and stiff.

  I sucked down hard. She bucked and dropped the dress. I growled, and she snatched it back up.

  “It’s too intense!”

  Her legs started shaking harder as I went back to licking and sucking noisily on all the cream, keeping a tight hold on her hips because she was dancing her ass about, trying to jerk off one moment and suffocate me the next. Plus, she went a bit nuts when I restrained her in any way. Forcing her to take my tongue like this and holding her still for it would be pressing a lot of buttons. And I loved to press her buttons—as much as I loved her, and I loved her more than life—so yes, there was a lot of button pressing going on.

  I got her little clit between my teeth and sucked down again.

  “Oh, I’m going to—”

  I dragged her off.

  “What?!” she asked.

  I slapped her ass hard, and her glazed eyes flashed murder at me. Getting my hands on her shoulders, I pushed gently. “Down you go. It’s time for you to sit on my cock so you can get yourself off.”

  She shook her head, her face a picture of horror.

  I smoothed my face out and placed my hands behind my head. “You’re already getting ten. That’s fifteen.”

  Scooting down, she muttered what sounded like asshole under her breath—sometimes she made it hard to keep a stern face. “Clean my cock up first, Healer.”

  Her lashes lowered, she licked her lips and got straight down to business. Licking up all the precum, she slipped the tip into her hot little mouth. Unless I got my hands in her hair and forced her to take me deeper, all she did was fuck about with the tip. Little cock tease knew what she was doing would lead to a bottom smack—which she was definitely overdue. At my soft growl, her whole body shivered, and her mouth plunged down so quickly she choked herself—bliss.

  “Enough! Sit on it, Anna.”

  Her lips popped off, and she shot me a wide-eyed look. “James, I—”

  “Twenty,” I said softly. She never called me James unless she was trying to play me.

  She wailed and fussed but got on with getting into position, biting down on her glistening bottom lip while hands pressed against my abs, petting me on the pretext of getting into place. “Take my cock in your hand.” One tiny hand gripped the shaft. “Good girl. Now sit down on it.”

  One hand on my belly and the other gripping my cock like it was about to bite her, she lifted herself up. None of this was easy. She was small, and her legs were stretched wide around me, so there wasn’t a great deal of space to move it into position. I nearly lost my shit watching her wrestle with it, managing to wipe it all over her pussy before the tip finally popped into her tight little hole.

  We both dragged a breath in.

  She went to speak—I growled. “You make one more word of protest, and you’re not getting my dick for the rest of the day.” That shut her up. I think I could have threatened her with all manner of depraved things and she would have carried on with her backchat.

  She sank slowly down. “Oh!”

  It was killing me keeping my hands behind my head. I just wanted to grab her ass and slam her down onto me properly. This was torture, and it didn’t help that I was the one instigating it. Her mouth hung open as she bottomed out. “Bounce yourself up and down. Make sure you’ve got it all in.”

  I wasn’t sure which of us I was trying to kill with my dirty talk, but she did as I said, hands braced on my abs, tits jiggling. I had to grit my teeth and think about—stock movements—to stop myself from unloading.

  “Oh, this feels nice,” she said, rocking a little higher and adding a circle with her hips.

  Little fucking tease. Where the fuck had she learned to do that?

  Then she leaned further forward as she rode, and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. “Oh!”

  I grinned and released my hands from their self-imposed exile so I could play with her tits. “There we go. That’s nice isn’t it?”

  She didn’t hear me. She had found her spot, and she was chasing it. “Oh my god! Oh, I think I’m going to come!”

  “Good girl, let it happen.”

  She came like an explosion. Her pussy locking down on me, her neck arching, and her mouth opening to emit a long, filthy little moan.

  Fuck, I loved that sound. I was addicted to that fucking sound.

  “I think we’re going to be doing that a lot,” I said as she collapsed on top of me, limp.

  Her eyes snapped open, but then she caught my smirk and returned a coy smile. “It was…ah…okay,” she said. “But I still prefer it when…you know.”

  I rolled her onto her back, wedged my cock deep, and let enough of my weight settle over her, pinning her securely. Catching her wrists, I pulled them above her head and held them down as well. Nice and secure, just the way she liked it. “When I’m in control?”

  “Yes,” she said, her pussy clamping down on my cock in agreement. “I like it when you’re in control. I love it—I love you. I missed you while you were away.”

  “I love you too, kitten. But I’m still going to fuck you hard now. And after, your ass is getting twenty smacks for leaving the room in this dress…” Her pussy clamped down again, and I bit back a groan. “Another twenty for all the naughtiness after.” Little cock tease liked the sound of that as well. “And then you’re going to tell me what you had in mind when you said you’d do anything.” I pulled my cock out, plunged it back in and ground down over her clit. Her pussy was quivering so hard I thought she might have been about to come.

  “There wasn’t anything—specific!”

  I pulled out and fuc
ked back in, before holding deep. Her little body tried to squirm, and then her pussy fluttered when she realized she was held tight. “You sure about that?”

  “Yes! No! Please don’t stop.”

  “Which is it?” I asked, unable to help myself from teasing.

  I held perfectly still knowing it was driving her crazy. “Don’t worry, kitten. If you can’t think of anything. I’ve got a few ideas.”

  Glossary

  Awakening: The moment a dynamic is revealed. Non-Omega Dynamics have a sudden, epiphany that they are different. Omegas do not experience an Awakening, and remain indistinguishable from a non-dynamics for many years. Scent is usually the first indicator for Omegas.

  Awakening Day: Anniversary of the first mass viral awakening.

  Copper virus: DNA altering virus. The virus may enhance characteristics already present in an infected individual.

  Controller: The Empire uses Alpha soldiers to train and control Omega Dynamics when they are needed to join the war.

  Dynamic: If the Copper virus hosts, it changes the individual into a dynamic. There are twelve viral induced dynamics, Alpha through to Mu, and Omega. Each dynamic offers different physical and physiological benefits: intelligence, strength, memory, natural leaders or followers, or heightened skills such as mathematics or art.

  Healer: Healers are a common Omega type who are able to heal physical and mental trauma through contact.

  Singular: Singulars are rare Omegas with unique traits known as singularities. Predominantly psychic, although other physical or physiological changes may occur.

  Mu: Mu are dynamics with heightened skills in artistic pursuits of all kinds.

  Non-dynamic: If the Copper virus does not host, the individual remains unaltered, also known as a non-dynamic.

  Empire: Governing council of the United Planet System

  Uncorrupted: A faction formed by those who fled the Empire during the first mass viral awakening. Many non-dynamics follow their cause and flee the Empire.

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  Where necessary, they are allocated protection.

  A Controller.

  And they are told to submit fully to the Controller. That it is recommended.

  But the war brings many changes. Omegas must be protected at all costs and what was once a recommendation might soon become a mandate.

  Eloise is an Omega, and with her first deployment imminent, she has already decided that she won’t submit to full control—not while the law still protects her.

  But they haven’t allocated her to an ordinary Controller, they’ve let the best of them fight for the right. And nothing is going to stop the one who comes out on top from claiming his prize.

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  With her city in ruins, Anna is on the run. Enemy comb the streets and she knows what awaits her if they find her—death if she is lucky, imprisonment if she is not.

  Cornered, and out of hope, she is rescued…by an Alpha.

  She has just been revealed as an Omega.

  Law changes are coming.

  And her new fate might be worse.