by Aspen Grey
I was disgusting.
“Toby.” It was Kitchi’s voice from the other side of the door. I didn’t answer. My throat was choked and tense as I was on the verge of tears. Even if I could have spoken, I had no idea what to say. “Toby, it’s okay.”
I heard the latch on the door click open and smelled Kitchi’s scent as he stepped inside. He smelled so beautiful it made me feel even worse. I didn’t deserve this. I didn’t deserve him. Who was I anyway?
When his hands wrapped around my waist, I lost it.
Tears burst from my eyes as I started sobbing uncontrollably. Kitchi pulled me around to face him, and I don’t know why I did it, but I started pounding my fists against his chest with all my strength.
Maybe I was taking out my frustrations on him.
Or maybe I was just throwing a temper tantrum like a child.
Or maybe I was just angry at him for being so utterly amazing and falling in love with someone like me.
But whatever the reason was, it didn’t matter to Kitchi. He took it. My fists pounded against his hard chest but he still held me tight.
Why is he doing this? I thought. Why is he putting up with me?
I felt like trash. There were countless boys like me. The brothel was packed with them. When was Kitchi just going to wake up to the fact that he’d made a huge mistake taking me home with him?
“You don’t want me,” I blurted out, my words choking through sobs. “Just let me go now. Throw me out so you don’t have to do it later!”
“What are you talking about?” Kitchi replied, grasping me firmly by the arms. His grip was so tight I couldn’t move. “What are you saying?”
“I don’t belong here,” I shouted in his face. “I’m – I’m nothing…”
Chapter15
Toby
I fought against his grip, but he was stronger than I was. His hands clenched down on my wrists and pinned them together in front of me. Then, with one swift motion, he pushed forward and kissed me.
No! I thought as his lips hit mine and sent a shock through my body. You have to let me go!
My teeth found his lower lip and bit down hard. I tasted blood and braced myself for a slap – but none came. Kitchi pulled back and stared at me like he understood what I was doing.
I was trying to push him away before he could do the same to me.
“You don’t want me,” I told him. “You just don’t realize it yet.”
“Shut up,” he told me, leaning in to kiss me again. Our lips met and the same passion surged within me, threatening to snap my heart like a twig.
“No!” I shouted, breaking free of his grip and lashing out with my fists. “Just let me go!”
I ran into the bedroom, but Kitchi was right behind me. He snatched my wrist and spun me around, catching me in his arms. I tried to fight back, but he was too strong, and instantly I was on my back on the bed, his knees on either side of me. I couldn’t move.
“You don’t want me!” I protested, but Kitchi wasn’t listening. He knew what I knew – words weren’t going to work right now.
With one swift movement, he tore my shirt down the middle and exposed my chest. I gasped in shock as his hand slid into my pants and grabbed my cock. He squeezed, hard enough to make it hurt. I yelped and squirmed, but he held me firm.
No, his eyes said to me. I own this.
His hand, firm on my chest, pinned me against the bed. My arms flailed harmlessly against his shoulders as I struggled, but there was no hope. He was a strong alpha and there was no stopping him.
His hand moved from my cock to my balls and closed like a vice. I yelped as the pain hit my body, causing me to squirm like an eel.
“That’s what you want, isn’t it?” Kitchi asked me. I didn’t respond. I didn’t need to. He already knew what my answer was.
He kissed me again, slipping his tongue into my mouth. The fire in my soul roared and grew with his embrace. I loved him and hated myself at the same time. But I accepted it. I let him kiss me, but I couldn’t kiss him back. Not yet.
But just as I was letting him in, he pulled back, taking his lips from mine. I looked up in shock, but again, before I could react, he leaned down and sank his teeth into my chest.
“Ah!” I howled as his fangs pierced my skin. This wasn’t a little bite either. He held on, sinking his teeth into my flesh. “Kitchi!”
My breath escaped my chest as the pain took me over, but somehow the bite was like a drug. An anesthetic. My eyes rolled back in my head and I felt lightheaded. He pulled back and I managed to look down at my chest, where a perfect imprint of his bite had been cut into my skin.
“There,” Kitchi whispered. “You’re mine now and everyone will know it.”
His words were the world’s strongest aphrodisiac, sweeter than anything I ever could have imagined. The pain awakened waves of pleasure that rose and fell through my body, and I felt my cock swell as my body cried out for my mate.
My mate, I thought.
“Then take me,” I told him, almost spitefully as I sneered up at him. “Fucking take it. Make me yours!”
Kitchi didn’t need to be told twice. His strength and speed took my breath away. With one quick move, he had me on my stomach with my pants at my ankles. Then they were on the floor, and he was on top of me, pinning me to the bed with the full weight of his body.
I felt his cock, hard beneath his pants, as he pressed against me, grinding his bulge against mine, reminding me of what he had in store. I felt my own arousal growing beneath me as he slid out of his pants.
He let his cock drop onto my lower back, reminding me of the weight that he carried down there. My juices were flowing. My body was calling out for him. But I wasn’t going to let him off that easy. I was going to make this hard on him. If he could handle me like this, he could handle anything.
I squirmed as his hands spread my ass, but quickly, his knees were between my thighs, keeping my legs open. I was completely exposed beneath him. Helpless.
When the tip of his dick pressed against my hole, I wanted to scream. He pressed, pushing his hips forward, trying to get inside me. But I clenched down and twisted away. His tip pressed against my balls and I heard him growl in frustration.
He spanked me. Hard.
His hand stung my skin as he brought it down and I gasped into the sheets, snatching them in one hand, losing myself in every sensation. His scent was dripping onto me beneath the beads of sweat that were spattering on my lower back.
“Stay still!” he commanded me. The swollen head of his cock pressed against my hole again, and this time, I let him enter me.
He didn’t hold back. His entire length drove inside me like a piston, filling me up like it was meant to be.
“Fuck!” I shouted, burying my face in the mattress as his alpha cock threatened to completely overwhelm me. Kitchi gasped with pleasure, but he didn’t hold back. He started to pound me like he wanted to split me in half – which he probably did.
“This is what you wanted,” he told me. “Right?”
My mouth hung open as he fucked me. The best I could do was nod, but that wasn’t enough for him. His hand gripped my hair tightly and pulled my face to his. “Right!?”
“Yes!” I blurted out, feeling every emotion from the last day spilling out on my breath. His cock was a thick steel of proof – proof of his feelings for me. I’d fought him off with all my strength, but he’d still taken me. And what’s more, he’d claimed me as his.
I could still feel the pain in my chest from where he’d bitten me, leaving his mark on me forever. With each thrust from his cock, I became more and more aware of the pain as my body rubbed against the bed. The mix of pleasure and pain was like something sweet and sour at the same time. And as he started to fuck me faster, all I could do was give myself over to him and take it.
Kitchi
Toby had driven me into a frenzy. My heart was pounding. Sweat was spilling from my body onto his and my dick was on fire inside him, screaming out
to unleash my seed inside him. But I couldn’t cum just yet. I had to punish him in the best way ever.
His ass had been more than ready for me. His sweet omega slick had made it easy to get inside him, and his ass had swallowed me up as I pushed inside. Even if I’d wanted to hold back, my body wouldn’t have let me. My dick needed to be deep inside him, and that’s where I’d put it. As I fucked him, it felt like our souls were touching.
“Take that alpha cock,” I told him, grabbing him firmly by the back of the neck. He was moaning with every thrust I gave him, and I wasn’t holding back. My balls slapped against his and I slipped a hand beneath him and took hold of his dick, which was as hard as mine.
Pre-cum spilled from its tip onto my hand and I used it as lube as I began to stroke him. I had total control over him, and I knew exactly what I was going to do with it.
I felt that spot inside him, the sweet spot that would drive him wild when I fucked him there. I watched my cock go in and out of him, relishing every reaction he gave me as I pounded his ass. He’d asked for this. He wanted it, and now he was going to get it. I knew that if I came up short with what he needed, there would always be a wedge between us. And I couldn’t let that happen. His wounds were deep, and what he needed was the most important thing to me. So I gave it to him.
His dick twitched beneath my grasp and I knew he was already close. So was I, but I was holding back. I wasn’t giving him the same option.
“Kitchi!” he gasped. “You’re – you’re going to make me cum!”
“I know,” I told him.
“But – not yet!” he protested.
“You’ll cum when I tell you to!” I told him firmly, gripping his dick tighter as I changed up my strokes, fucking him deep, slowly and deliberately.
“But—“
My hand lashed out and struck him in the cheek, cutting him off before he could finish.
“You’ll cum when I tell you to,” I repeated, continuing to jerk his cock. He was right on the edge, and as I buried my dick inside him and twisted my grip on his tip, he exploded.
“Fuck!” he gasped as the hot cum shot out into my hand. I caught it all, every last drop. There was a lot, and it almost overflowed out of my palm, but I held it and milked the last of it from his dick.
“That’s right,” I told him as his body relaxed. With my other hand, I turned him onto his side, then maneuvered my legs so I could get him on his back.
His eyes were wide open like he’d just been splashed with cold water, and I saw him looking up at me with a new look, a type of innocence and expectation, hidden behind the anger and fear. Before he could do or say anything, I threw the handful of his cum into his face.
It hit his cheeks and lips and sprayed across his sweet white skin and red hair. His back arched off the bed and he closed his eyes as he gasped.
“Oh, fuck yes!” he moaned. “Do what you want with me!”
My dick was full inside him and I started to pound him, both of my hands on his hips.
“Take me, Kitchi!” he groaned. “I’m so fucking dirty for you!”
Without hesitation, I leaned forward as I fucked him, and licked his cum from his cheeks. He tasted sweeter than anything I’d ever tasted. It wasn’t possible to be more turned on.
Toby wrapped his arms around me, snatching me in his own grip and pulling my lips to his. His cum mixed with our embrace as I slid my tongue into his mouth.
Sweat spilled from my body onto his. We were an absolute mess, filthy together as I fucked him exactly like I knew he needed.
“How do you do it?” he whispered, frantically kissing and licking every inch of my face. “How do you know what I want? How do you fuck me so well?”
He didn’t need an answer. He was lost in my body and I was lost in his. My dick belonged inside him, and we belonged together. My hands tightened on his hips and I pulled him into me with each stroke. I was fucking him hard.
“I—I can’t,” he muttered as his head drooped to the side. “I can’t do anything but take it.”
“That’s all you need to do,” I told him, stroking his chest with one hand, tracing a line down his abs, and the little happy trail of hair that lead to his cock. He was still more than halfway hard, and I closed my hand around his shaft and squeezed.
His hips bucked and I felt his ass clench down against my dick as I started to jerk him off again. He must have been super sensitive, and squirmed as I massaged his tip.
“It’s – it’s too much, Kitchi!”
“Is it?” I teased him. Two could play that game.
He nodded, his jaw clenched as I tortured him with the ultra sensitivity of the tip of his dick. Watching his body squirm was unbelievably sexy. His body was drenched and glistening with my sweat, showing me all the cuts in his muscles and body as he moved. His cock grew in my hand as I stroked him, and I looked down to see his balls were tight and contracted – filled with more cum for me.
My dick was ready to explode. His sweet alpha ass was perfect. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations flowing between us.
“Cum with me, my omega,” I told Toby as my dick flexed within him.
“I’m – gonna cum – again!” he stammered. My dick twitched and sprayed my cum into his ass. It felt so good it almost hurt.
“Shit!” I groaned, tilting my head back. His dick spilled more cum, dripping down over my hand as I stroked him. Just as I’d planned. But then, something happened I had not expected.
Toby lurched up off the bed, and I looked down just in time to see him sink his fangs into my chest.
“Ah!” I shouted as he bit into me. I felt blood spill out of my chest and moved my hand to his neck, ready to tear him away from me. But then I realized what he was doing, and I let it happen.
My orgasm flowed through me, from my cock into him, binding us together even more than we’d already been. As the last wave hit me, and my dick flexed inside him, Toby pulled his teeth from my chest and looked up at me with a smile.
“There,” he said. “Now you belong to me too.”
I gasped at just how perfect it was. I looked at his chest, and then at mine, at our matching marks – like tattoos we’d both given each other. Smiling, I collapsed on top of him. I could feel his heart beating through his chest against mine.
“It’s like you can read my mind,” he said softly, caressing my head with his fingers.
“You have nothing to be afraid of,” I told him. “This isn’t a fling. This isn’t a mistake. This is where you belong.”
Toby
I woke up with a soft throbbing pain in my chest and instantly was smiling as I remembered what had happened last night.
How could one alpha be so perfect?
He’d dominated me better than I’d ever thought possible. All the things he’d done to me. I wasn’t sure if anyone would ever be fully able to understand why I was the way I was, but Kitchi seemed to be able to see into my soul and know exactly what I needed.
Giving up control like that was – liberating in so many ways.
At the brothel, I’d had to assert myself for so long to maintain control of my life, or what I thought was control. My customers followed my rules, we did things my way. Giving that up on my own wasn’t something I’d have been able to do. Kitchi had to show me that it was okay to live life another way.
He’d forced me to cum, and then made me cum again. Fucking hot! When he was dripping sweat all over me…
I grinned and shook my head and propped myself up in bed. The air was slightly humid and I heard the sound of the shower running from the bathroom. I could smell him too.
I was a sticky mess from last night as I slid out of bed, completely naked, and made my way into the bathroom.
“Starting without me?” I asked him as I pulled the curtain open slightly and stepped into the shower with him. His back was to me, and I took a moment to admire his sculpted glutes before he turned around. The water glistened on his skin, enhancing his already defined physique
that made me drool like an idiot.
“I didn’t want to wake you,” he said, taking my hand and pulling me into the water with him. It was nice and hot, just like I liked it, and I closed my eyes and leaned my head against his chest as last night’s…fun washed off me.
“Last night was perfect,” I told him. “How do you do it?”
“Do what?” he asked me.
“Know me,” I replied softly.
“You’re my mate,” he replied as though it was something that didn’t even need to be said.
His words were like another set of arms around my body. Kitchi stepped back slightly, lathered up a loofah and started to wash me. The smell of lavender soap filled my nostrils, mixing with his scent like a bouquet of flowers.
“I can’t wait for you to have my children,” he said. His words took me by surprise, not because I didn’t agree with what he was saying, but because he’d done it again.
“You are seriously psychic,” I laughed as he rinsed my body clean. I looked up at his beautiful eyes. “There’s nothing I want more – except maybe your cock again.”
Kitchi laughed and rubbed his dick between my legs. “You can have that whenever you want.”
“How about tonight, big boy,” I teased, squeezing him between my legs. “Give my poor omega booty time to recover from that monster of yours.”
Smiling, Kitchi shut off the water and grabbed a towel for both of us. Like he’d done it a hundred times before, he dried me off with his big strong hands and led me back into the bedroom.
“I got you some spare clothes,” he told me, laying out a pair of pants and a worn flannel shirt for me. “We’ll have to take you shopping or something later. Get you a nice suit.”
He was grinning. It was obviously a joke, but I couldn’t help but think it might actually be nice to go shopping with him and get some clothes of my own that hadn’t come through my horrible life with me.
