Savage

by Sara Fields

  Once I was fully naked, I stood nervously before him as he placed the hairbrush down beside him.

  He reached for me and traced his fingers lovingly along my hip in appreciation. He didn’t force me over his knees right away; instead he slipped an arm behind my knees and another around my back as he pulled me into his lap.

  “Freya, I am so very proud of you for how very well you handled yourself on and off the battlefield. You are an incredible queen and I am honored to serve by your side,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss on my forehead. My nervousness melted away and I curled into his arms, pressing my body against the warm safe place he offered. He purred softly and I was left with a soothing heat that pulsed through me and centered right in my core.

  The connection between us throbbed with his pride and I couldn’t stop myself from smiling into his shoulder.

  “Thank you, alpha,” I whispered.

  “Tell me, little omega. Do you need to be reminded who is in control? Do you need your alpha to take charge?” he asked.

  I licked my lips and fidgeted slightly in his lap. My pussy was unbelievably wet. I wasn’t even in heat, but I could feel that my body was producing an incredible amount of slick in preparation for his knot.

  If I said yes though, I knew he was going to spank me first with my own hairbrush. It was going to hurt, but even as I nervously weighed my options, I could feel myself growing wetter at the thought. I shifted in his lap enough so that I could lift my lips to his. I kissed him tentatively at first before he grasped my chin possessively and took control. His tongue tangled with mine and I moaned softly into his mouth. His palm cradled the back of my head, capturing me completely. He pulled back just the slightest bit and slipped his other hand in between my legs, finding how very wet I was for him. He teased my clit and I whimpered quietly.

  “Answer me, omega, before I decide you need to be thoroughly punished instead of thoroughly rewarded for such an incredible victory,” he commanded. I cried out in anxious arousal.

  “Yes, alpha,” I whispered, my voice already shaking with my own need.

  “I’ve needed to remind you several times tonight to do as I’ve instructed, haven’t I?” he asked. I nervously trembled in his arms, trying to quell the rampaging desire that was already swirling inside me.

  “Yes, alpha,” I answered quietly. My voice already seemed softer and more submissive as I awaited the reminder that he had planned for me. My blood boiled in my veins, demanding that I obey his every word, a biological need that was written deep into my DNA that I knew I would never be able to ignore ever again.

  “You know what needs to happen, don’t you, my sweet mate,” he replied, rubbing my clit threateningly with every single word. I nodded into his shoulder with a soft whimper. Wanting to show him that I could be obedient, I pressed my feet to the floor and turned my body so that I lay face down over his knees. He repositioned me a little forward and balanced me over one knee, using his other leg to pin me into place.

  “This is going to be a much firmer reminder than I had initially planned for you, little omega. But I think you need it, don’t you?” he murmured. His palm grazed over my naked bottom, his touch soothing but a definitive warning of what was to come. He patted my right cheek and I tensed nervously. He slid a single finger down the cleft of my ass, before settling his finger right on top of my bottom hole.

  I keened with surprise.

  “Tonight, little omega, you’re going to take my cock all the way in your bottom and then you’re going to come for me until there are pretty little tears dripping down your face,” he warned.

  “You can’t be serious!” I scoffed in disbelief.

  “I have never been more serious, little one. Not only that, but you’re not going to be allowed to come until you’ve taken all of me in this tight little hole and even after all of that, you’re going to have to beg me for it,” he instructed.

  His finger was still wet with my slick. Pinned as I was, I couldn’t stop him from pushing it inside my reluctant hole.

  “Before I’m through with you tonight, my sweet omega, this beautiful bottom is going to be very sore, both inside and out,” he said darkly, and he thrust his finger roughly inside my bottom. I cried out as a quick flash of pain blossomed deep in my core, racing up and down my spine with fervor before it finally ebbed away into nothingness.

  “Please,” I begged, even though he’d barely touched me yet.

  He removed his finger from my bottom and slapped my ass hard. The air rushed out of my lungs as the smack echoed throughout the room and the first initial sting burst across my flesh. His leg pinned me tight to him and I couldn’t budge as a punishing flurry of spanks peppered my bare cheeks. He punished me thoroughly with his palm, making sure to spank every inch of my backside. I whimpered, my cries escaping my lips openly now. I didn’t try to quiet myself. It no longer mattered who heard me scream.

  He punished the tops of my thighs especially hard and I tried to twist my hips to the side, but it was no use. Even though the spanking hurt, I could still feel myself growing wetter. My body craved this. I needed this and I hated to admit it, but it was true.

  I wanted to lose control with him. For the rest of the night, I wanted to forget the perils of war, the trials of being queen, and the dangers that still lay ahead. His palm demanded every ounce of my focus and I knew it wasn’t going to end there.

  Next it would be the hairbrush.

  Then it would be his cock.

  He spanked me hard and I moaned over his knee. For a moment, he paused and slipped his fingers back between my legs and I knew what he would find.

  He renewed my spanking until my entire backside burned with fire. My core blazed with arousal and my clit throbbed with need. Finally, he stopped once more, and I tried to catch my breath. He reached for the hairbrush and I watched almost in a fascinated horror as his fingers curled around the handle. He lifted it off the bed and pressed the cool wooden surface against my heated cheeks. I whimpered softly with nervousness at the same time my pussy clenched tight with want.

  “This is going to hurt, my little omega,” he warned before he cracked the hairbrush against my naked and already sore flesh for the first time.

  Fuck.

  He wasn’t kidding.

  It did fucking hurt.

  With his palm, the pain had spread across my skin. With the hairbrush however, it was all focused on a singular spot. It was sharp and it stung a hell of a lot more than his hand and that was only one swat. He spanked my other cheek and I keened as the full intensity of the threat of the hairbrush finally settled over me.

  He paddled my backside with that hairbrush until the only thing I could even remotely think about was the back of that horrid implement.

  “Please,” I begged.

  “Will you hesitate in obeying my instructions again, little omega?” he asked, while still very thoroughly spanking my ass and the backs of my thighs.

  “No, alpha,” I keened as he paddled my thighs particularly harshly.

  “Good. Now I’m going to make sure you won’t forget that,” he warned.

  If I had thought the hairbrush was awful before, it wasn’t until he started spanking me even harder with it that I truly understood how very terrible it was. My cries got louder, and my toes drummed against the floor. Still pinned to his knee with my bottom bared and entirely too vulnerable, I had no choice but to take every swat that he gave me.

  When he started to focus on the place where my bottom met my thighs, I could really feel myself losing control. I didn’t know when this would end. I didn’t know if he wanted to make me cry. Aric wanted to remind me that he was in charge and I was quickly coming to understand how thorough he wanted that reminder to be.

  My breath hitched and my eyes watered as a few particularly hard strokes punished my bottom. My cries turned more desperate and finally, he paused and traced his palm over my sore and now very well-punished bottom.

  “Shhhh, sweet girl. You’re not
going to cry over my knee tonight,” he murmured. He traced his palm over my aching globes. He lightly touched me with the tips of his fingers, dragging his nails across my stinging flesh until I keened from the sharp prickling sensation. He dipped his fingers back between my thighs and captured my clit with them, pressing lightly enough to tease me. In a matter of moments, the stinging in my bottom swirled and settled deep into my core. My arousal intensified, fueled by the hard spanking, and everything in me demanded that I give into my alpha. I hadn’t been in his arms in days and my body was calling for him.

  My cries quickly turned into moans of desperation as he worked my clit with his fingers. Soon, I was on the cusp of orgasm before he took his fingers away and slid one inside my needy channel.

  “Such a wet little pussy, my sweet omega. I think you like having your bottom spanked bright red over your alpha’s knee,” he murmured, and my entrance tightened hard around his finger. He chuckled knowingly. I couldn’t deny it. Not when he had me exposed like this.

  He didn’t ask for me to answer so I didn’t. Instead, he lifted me off his lap and deposited me on my hands and knees on the bed. He stood up behind me, keeping his fingers between my thighs. I could feel him looking at me now that I was fully on display. I gasped when he spread my folds open wide, inspecting the slick that was dripping down my legs before he slapped my clit just hard enough to make me jolt forward a little. The unexpected sting burst across my tender flesh before I recovered, moving myself back into position.

  “You’re so incredibly beautiful when you’re on display for me like this, my pretty little omega,” he whispered, and I blushed even though he couldn’t see my face. His fingers returned to tease my clit and before long, he edged me close to another orgasm before pulling away again.

  My blood roared with arousal, demanding my alpha’s attention. My clit throbbed hard, again and again as I pleaded for release. My entire body burned with arousal. I needed orgasm and I needed it soon. His fingers were relentless, constantly taunting me with unmeasurable pleasure that was just out of my reach.

  My core twisted hard with unreleased need and I keened with pain. My alpha reared her dominant head, but my omega was coming forth with furious intensity. My body demanded that I bow to him, that I spread my legs and take his knot. I could feel every drop of slick as it dripped down my thighs. I knew that he could see it all too and that made it all the more intense.

  His fingers teased me to the edge and back, until a ball of pleasure curled up so tightly inside me that it turned into hurt. It cut like the sharp edge of a knife and the tears that I thought were going to fall while I was paddled over his knee returned with an undeniable force. I moaned and tried to press against his fingers and force my orgasm forth, but he pulled back as if he already knew what I was trying to do. He wouldn’t let me come until he decided that I had earned it and I wailed as the realization came over me.

  He’d told me what needed to happen before he’d allow me to orgasm.

  I’d need to beg him to come with his cock all the way inside my ass. I whimpered as his fingers teased me again and again until I teetered on the brink of insanity. My body was so hot, my muscles so incredibly tense and nothing would satisfy me until I felt every inch of his alpha cock inside me.

  He brushed a lone finger against my bottom hole, and I stiffened at the same time that my body tightened with desire. He slipped one digit inside my pussy and then pressed more firmly against my tight rim. I tried to fight off his advance, but I was already far too delirious with need and I didn’t know how much more I could take before I burst apart from within.

  “Please,” I begged. I hoped he would grant me mercy. I knew better though. He wouldn’t.

  He thrust roughly into my bottom hole and I keened as it burned hotly. My asshole stretched just enough to allow his finger entry, but a cruel pain burst up and down my spine until at long last, it began to fade.

  “You protest, little omega, but your pretty little pussy is revealing how you really feel,” he observed loudly enough for me to hear and I trembled with arousal. “You’re curious, aren’t you? You want to know what my cock feels like in this tight little hole,” he continued, and a quiet whine escaped my throat.

  With one finger in my pussy and another in my bottom, he thrust in and out of me incredibly slowly. With his other hand, he caressed my clit until I was a wet, crying mess of needy omega. My instincts surged forth and I felt like nothing less than a feral animal in need of her mate.

  My face burned hot with shame when I uttered my first plea for release.

  “Please let me come with your cock inside my bottom,” I begged.

  He didn’t give it to me. Instead, I felt the warm velvet of his cock against my thigh. It was an incredible tease and I whimpered, fearing how long he would make me wait for him to take me.

  “Oh, gods, please, alpha. Please give me your cock,” I pleaded. “Please use my asshole.”

  The words coming from my lips were so intensely shameful, yet my body responded to them and I knew he could feel every last traitorous reaction. Carefully, he pulled his finger free from my pussy and pressed the head of his cock against my rampant arousal. Exceedingly slowly, he slid inside me, thoroughly coating his cock with my wetness before he pistoned backwards and replaced his other finger with his cock.

  “This is going to hurt, little omega, but you need it to,” he warned me. The moment he began to push into my bottom hole with his thick girth, my body rebelled. It tightened hard around him as my muscles protested his entry, but that only made it hurt all the more. I keened, but he continued pressing into my ass with fervor and eventually, I forced myself to relax. His cock was so large that it would hurt either way, but the pain abated the less I fought. I tried to press back against him, and his cock slid in more easily. The stretching burn from his girth was fiery hot, twisting and twirling deep in my core and transforming into a painful arousal that was more consuming than ever before.

  When he was fully seated inside me, he reached around my hip and caressed my clit gently. My body nearly exploded with sensation. My thighs quivered and my hips rolled just the slightest bit.

  “Oh, please,” I moaned.

  “Where is my cock, my beautiful Queen Freya?” he pressed.

  “In my asshole, alpha,” I answered.

  He began to thrust slowly in and out of my ass, building my arousal even higher than I ever dreamed of. I’d never had my bottom used like this before and I was quickly losing my grasp on reality as I drowned in the immeasurable desire that was coursing through my veins.

  “Would you like to come for me, my pretty little omega?”

  “Please. Yes. Please let me come for you, alpha,” I pleaded. I swallowed my shame and said everything he demanded of me, feeling my face flush deep red as I hid it in the blankets on my bed.

  He didn’t wait any longer. He began using my tight little hole as roughly as he desired. My fingers clenched tight in the blankets, my knuckles turning white. I moaned, fighting the pain in my bottom and the rampaging desire in my core.

  I begged for orgasm. He hadn’t granted me permission yet. He pistoned into my asshole and it burned hot, before he growled softly and my entire body stiffened, forced on the edge of orgasm once more. My core twisted tight and another rush of slick poured down my thighs, pooling beneath me on the bed.

  “Come for me, my beautiful little omega,” he purred.

  I couldn’t have stopped my orgasm if I had even tried. It burst over me with an intensity that I was completely unprepared for. Every muscle in my body tightened as pleasure took over all of my senses. My ears roared. My eyes rolled back in my head as white-hot bliss blinded me. His alpha scent was overwhelming and magnificent. His fingers pressed against my lips as he forced me to taste me own wetness and I fell apart, all while he used my bottom as roughly as he pleased.

  I lost track of how many times I came while he fucked me. It didn’t matter. Tonight, we wanted to forget the rest of the world wh
ile we enjoyed each other. I needed him to take control and that’s exactly what he did, over and over again until each orgasm tore through me like a tornado. I quaked and trembled with each one until I lost all semblance of rational thought.

  Pleasure. Pain. It was all one and the same. I didn’t know up from down. My pussy spasmed again and again, empty as he claimed my bottom just as hard as he had taken the rest of me. Every release was just as intense as the last until the salty taste of my own tears dripped onto my tongue.

  I don’t know how long it lasted. Time no longer had any meaning but when his hot seed burst into my channel, it propelled me into a black chasm of pleasure that was almost impossible to claw my way out of. Every single nerve in my body crackled at the same time, breaking me with one last powerful orgasm that left me shaking uncontrollably as if the very ground beneath me had given way.

  Aric’s arms curled around my body, and he pulled free from my bottom. He lifted me, placing me under the covers. I shivered as he climbed in bed with me.

  “Sleep now, my beautiful queen,” he murmured, and I closed my eyes as his warmth cocooned around me.

  “Yes, alpha,” I whispered, my voice so hoarse from my screams that I could hardly hear it myself.

  Chapter Ten

  Aric

  I woke early the next morning and carefully unfurled myself from the delicate little thing that was my omega. She was still fast asleep, and I did my best not to disturb her. My heart soared as I gazed back at her. Her brilliantly colored red hair spread across her white pillow like a curtain of fire. Her chest rose and fell beneath the sheets, her breathing steady and true. Her beautiful eyes were framed by the same red eyelashes that were stark against her skin and a slight pink blush still graced her cheeks from the events of the night. My own little firecracker of a woman. My queen.