Alpha Siege (Omega Mates #1) - Pearl Tate Page 0,17
in. So, to realize I’m getting turned on right now… and wet… is not only a shock but embarrassing!
Before I realize what he intends to do, his hand slides down and I feel him groping down in my crotch. How does he know? With the way his breath catches, I know he’s as surprised as I am!
Realizing I’ve frozen, I begin to kick furiously. Shifting my weight to the right, I attempt to roll off his lap, but it’s futile. “Lay still, female,”
His words are like everything else. It’s as though he expects to be obeyed without question. I can already tell he’s going to drive me crazy.
I’ve dealt with men like him my entire life. Entitled, large and imposing, and usually in positions of authority, they throw their weight around without regard for what anyone else might think or feel. It’s maddening that I’m here… wherever this is, and I’ve already met someone like this! Unbelievable.
What’s even more unthinkable is when he slaps me four times right between the legs! Frozen in shock, my entire body flushes, heat spreading across my skin as if an accelerant was poured on me. I’m panting so fast now, I’m afraid I’ll pass out. Shocked is too mild a word for what I’m feeling.
While my head’s spinning, he smacks my ass one more time saying, “Do you think you can take your punishment like a faithful female, or do I need to warm you up more?”
What’s he saying? Is he serious? “You mean that wasn’t the punishment?”
That can’t be what he means, right? I’m already trembling with fear and a healthy dose of anger, even if it’s not from pain—exactly. I know my face is bright red in embarrassment. And I can tell how wet I am.
Like every other time I’ve spoken, he doesn’t appear to understand me. I don’t get why not? I understand him perfectly.
Frozen, I wait to see what he’ll do next, but all he’s doing is rubbing my butt lightly. What he’s thinking is hard to say.
I’m thrown forward as his hand connects with my butt again. It stings like a motherfucker, and I scream, reaching back to cover my bare flesh. Fuck me!
“Move your hands!” His voice sounds so angry as he growls at me. What’s got his panties in a wad?
He acts like I intentionally set out to piss him off. Instead of capturing me and quizzing me about where I’m from, he’s acting like this is all a personal offense. I don’t even want to be here!
Slowly, I pull my hands back. I don’t really have any choice but to get this over with. He doesn’t hesitate to whale on me two more times.
“You belong to me now, little female.” His breathing is heavy behind me, and I hate the way my body is reacting right now. I can feel how tight my nipples are as I stare at the ground, frozen in place.
He violates me again when his hand moves lower and lower, skimming through the moisture I’ve already felt leaking out of me. “I’ll care for you and keep you safe.”
A full-body shiver wracks my body, sending a jolt of pleasure to my core where he’s still touching me lightly. His words have no business making me feel the way they do! This must be some kind of misplaced daddy issue. What he’s saying and doing shouldn’t make me even hornier.
Without warning, he rains blows down on my butt. Every smack knocks the wind out of me, rocking me forward, and all I can do is hold my hand out in front of me to keep him from driving me into the ground. With each jolt, I feel my tits bounce, and just like before, I’m horrified at the way my body is responding.
What makes it even worse is when he stops. He runs his fingers through my wet folds, pressing down to locate my clit. What the fuck? How does this alien guy, out in the middle of nowhere, find my clit quicker than anyone I’ve ever slept with before?
My last boyfriend, Nick, couldn’t be bothered to wonder if sex was any good for me. He definitely never took an interest in finding my clit. Maybe that’s why I never replaced him? I’ve been single for over a year now, and honestly, it’s been liberating. But this… it feels incredible.
His breathing is almost as loud and harsh as mine before he smacks me again. I’m not imagining it because when he stops, he