REBORN: SEDUCING THE WICKED OMEGA

Chapter 3

I stood there and gawked at him earnestly. Roscoe's face twisted with confusion as I didn't move an inch to honor his command.

My lips curved a smirk that mocked and taunted him.

"I thought my body is now wired and programmed to follow everything that you'll tell me because of your venom? I think the De Loughrey's unique venom that made you special from the rest of the shifters no longer works like they did back when your clan was at its prime," I said, faking the braveness that I just randomly pulled from my chest.

A series of big steps from him cut out the distance between us. I gritted and stared straight into his dead eyes as his hand clamped my hair angling my face in the direction that he preferred.

"Let's busy that mouth of yours with something else," Roscoe spat and hungrily crashed his lips with the delicateness of mine.

I put my hand against his chest, aiming to push him away from me, but before I could do that, his kisses switched something in me and I found myself hungry for more of it that I began responding to the way his lips drove and spun around mine.

"D-Don't stop. Don't stop kissing me," I whispered needily as his lips moved slower like he was preparing to stop and leave me hanging.

"You want me to keep kissing you?" Roscoe teased hoarsely. I swallowed and stared into his eyes, allowing myself to be burned by those lusty gazes.

"Use your words, Elodie."

"Yes. I beg of you."

"Does your body beg for me to use it, bambolina?" He asked again. Frustration settled on me and drove me to the edge of insanity and need of him that I can't tame and contain anymore. I tiptoed so I could reach the formidable Alpha's sweet lips, but he stepped backward.

"Please," I whimpered.

Roscoe smirked, "Do you still think that the De Loughrey venom doesn't work like it used to?" He asked. Roscoe's inquiry straightened up my head and I was back in my sane mind until he pushed me to bend my upper body against his table.

A stifled moan fled from my mouth as his hand easily ripped my jeans, leaving me with just my underwear.

I closed my eyes and pulled a deep breath from my lungs as his finger traced my hole. The tip of his finger teased my p***y, making my body convulsed in need. As the indecent pleasure torment my throbbing p***y, I found my nails dug at the wooden table.

"How many do you want?" The formidable sexy Alpha asked in a husky voice that did nothing, but turn me on even more.

His finger skillfully moves to spread my wetness all over my already dripping p***y. The erotic squishy sound that those touches created further burned me in need.

"Elodie," Roscoe said impatiently. My eyes shut and I moved my ass up, offering all of it to him when his lips found their way back to my nape while his fingers tapped and strum my c******s.

"I asked you. How many fingers you can take? Two? Three?"

I turned to him, but he quickly pressed my head and upper body back on the table.

"T-Two," I answered. Roscoe stopped kissing my neck and chuckled.

"You can take three, Elodie. I'll f**k you with three fingers to prepare this tight p***y for my c**k and you'll take it like a good girl that you are."

I moaned and whimpered in pain too as his canine suddenly sunk on my bare shoulder.

"Do you understand?" He asked.

I nodded my head.

"Words Elodie, I want you to use your words."

"Yes, Alpha." I gasped and ended up biting my lower lip causing it to bleed after Roscoe spanked my ass.

"Say it again. It damn sound sexy, I want to hear it again," he demanded. Just when I thought he'd slapped my butt again, Alpha thrust his fingers inside my p***y which made me gasp and moan loudly.

I spread my legs wider and lay my head flat on the table as his fingers swirled and targeted a spot that tickles my throbbing cunt.

"Alpha, oh yes! Keep doing that. Thrust your finger deeper please!" I demanded as I felt something form inside of me that wanted to gush out.

"Who said you can c*m already?" Roscoe asked angrily that I'm close to cumming. The rhythm that his finger was following changed and the orgasm that I was about to have popped and faded.

Roscoe lifted me and made me lie on the table with my legs still hanging at the edge. He pulled his belt off his slacks and tied my hands with it while his eyes watched me wince in pain as he bound with his belt. Roscoe opened his zipper and freed his c**k that he palmed gently.

He looked hot and ravishing as he does that while his eyes runs back and forth between me and his c**k to make sure that I'm watching him pleasure himself.

"Open up, spread that legs wider," he groaned.

"Ah shi!" I closed my eyes and didn't dare continue cursing as Roscoe rubbed the soft and pinkish head of his c**k on my brimming and wet p***y. His tip kept trailing my slit which made me gasp and whimper in pleasure. I was on top of the table as the frustration of wanting to touch him yet I couldn't because he restricted my hand devoured me.

"Your body needs this c**k so you badly want this," he whispered, which is a matter of fact.

I want him because my body needs him like I'd die if I didn't have his touches. It's his venom that's making me like this.

"Be a good girl and you'll have this. I'll give this to you and I'll make you the mother of my pup," he said.

I stared into his eyes and somehow those needy gazes snapped his patience and self-control, Roscoe slammed himself deep within me, hitting my g-spot which triggered my orgasm, which shocked him that I cummed that fast.