Rough by Sara Fields (ereader iphone txt) 📕

But he didn’t want me like that.

I forced myself to look away, scared and terrified and aroused all the same.

“Open wider, omega. Show your alpha just how much you want to take every last inch of his cock inside your pretty throat,” he commanded, and a shiver of submissive desire rattled me from within. My omega nature reared her head and despite the loathing I felt deep in my bones, I opened my lips as wide as I could.

He thrust forward and dragged the head of his cock along my lips before he slapped the same cheek he’d cuffed with his palm with his cock. For a long moment, I stared at his length in shock, feeling a sense of arousing degradation and throbbing need deep inside me. When I finally pulled myself together and processed what he had done, I wanted to bare my teeth at him, but with Neegan watching I wasn’t brave enough to challenge him so openly.

I also realized with a deep-seated sense of loathing that I was wetter than ever.

He’d done that to me. He’d made me this way.

His cock slid against my tongue for the very first time. The taste of him was bitter and masculine, but as he pressed further into my mouth, I found that my initial reluctance began to fade. There was a strong saltiness that was overwhelming at first, but the muted sweetness that followed was utterly intoxicating. Tentatively, my tongue pressed up against his shaft, exploring him and wanting to taste more of him all at the same time.

He allowed my hesitant explorations for only so long. The hand that had been holding my chin slid to the back of my head and fisted roughly into my hair. I cried out as he thrust into my mouth, pressing himself further into my throat than I’d been ready for. I gagged hard, unable to control my body’s natural reaction to try to force him out. I tried to pull back, but his grip on my hair didn’t allow it. I tried to push against his thighs with my palms, but that didn’t seem to make a difference either. Nothing I did stopped his cock from taking my throat and the more I thought about that, the more I began to panic. He started to slowly press in and out of my mouth and with time, I got used to his rhythm. I still gagged, but my fear lessened and I was able to take him even more deeply. My throat opened gradually to his slow thrusts and my panic disappeared altogether.

I could do this. I could take an alpha’s cock in my mouth.

His tempo increased and the wet sound of his cock thrusting in and out of my lips made my stomach plummet in shame at the same time that my slick dripped down my thighs. I was wearing a dress, but I was naked underneath it and Magnar knew that.

I shuddered hard with arousal.

His thrusts grew harder as his grip on my head tightened. He fucked my face with his cock, and I tried to take back control, but I was fighting a losing battle. The more he slammed in between my lips, the more I realized that I’d never had control in the first place.

He’d taken it the moment he’d commanded me to get down on my knees.

He used my mouth as hard as he pleased, not caring that my cheeks were beginning to ache or that my throat was getting sore. If anything, he took my mouth harder because of it. I whimpered around his cock. I swirled my tongue around his length and sucked him as enthusiastically as I could, trying to show him I was willing to play his game and be the dutiful omega in front of other people, but none of it seemed to matter.

Right now, my mouth was his and he would do with it as he wished.

His cock slid in and out of my mouth in a frenzy and the only thing I could do was kneel there and take every last inch because that was what he expected of me.

The more it went on, the more I questioned how much I could take.

My body had other ideas though. As he used my mouth as ruthlessly as he desired, my clit throbbed with insatiable need. My pussy clenched tightly with unfathomable want and my nipples were hard beneath the fabric of my dress. I was mortified to feel the slick soaking my inner thighs. My omega had been awakened by his brutal use and she only wanted more. So much more.

He fucked my mouth even harder and my eyes watered with tears.

“That’s it, pretty omega. Take your alpha’s cock,” he murmured, and I felt myself blush. I couldn’t forget that Neegan was watching all of this and for some insane and shameful reason, that made this even hotter for me.

Magnar took his time. Sometimes he fucked my mouth roughly and other times he slowed down to a leisurely pace. I would whimper around his thick length and he would look down at me with those cool calculating eyes. My pussy clenched down hard each time. His pace increased again, and a single tear rolled down my cheek as I grappled with the soreness in my throat and the aching of my mouth. His thumb carefully swiped it away before he thrust even more deeply into my throat than he had before.

I showed him my enthusiasm with my tongue, hoping my ordeal would end soon. He grasped the back of my head with both hands before he thrust all the way into my throat. My nose just brushed against the skin of his stomach and I whimpered all around him.

He held himself there for a long moment.

Then he groaned and a spurt of hot fluid splashed against the back of my throat. I cried out and choked, but he didn’t let go of my head.

“You will