The Fat Omega’s Vengeance : Between Two Alphas

Lydia’s POV “Choke me daddy,” I uttered like a fool, little did I know those words would be my death wish. Alpha Kael’s hot breath sent a shiver down my spine as his wet tongue, circling my n*****s drew a soft moan out of me. When Kael, my mate and I had s*x he explored my body like it was an island with hidden treasures, there was no place left untouched, no skin unlicked, no liquid untasted. He knew my body in and out, nothing was left for his imagination. And to take our s*x to another level, he opted to use his tether room/ b**m room. The one room that kept my pulse racing at the mention of it and just the thought of it made my stomach curl. Whenever he mentioned using it, I’d decline but that particular day was special. It was our four year anniversary, I wanted him inside me , to devour , to have and to ruin. Despite my uneasy feeling about that room , I found myself folding at his request. There were tables in every corner, with different restraints, dildos, vibrators, whips,ropes and chains hanging on the walls, spreader bars, cuffs and everything nasty anyone could think of. “ Are you scared my little angel ,” he leaned forward, his breath hot against my ear. “No,”I whispered my voice barely above a whisper. His scent made me weak in the knees, a mixture of frost and pine. My imagination wandered, thinking of what he was going to do to me. His lips crashed onto mine in seconds and I found myself moaning, his hands slowly traveled under my dress settling on my ass, the feel of his touch sent tingly sparks throughout my body. Spank! His hands spanked my cheek drawing a hitched breath out of me, our kiss intensified with hunger and need as if it was our first time tasting each other. He smacked my cheeks again and again and again turning the sharp sting into sweet pleasure. He pressed his body against mine, I could feel his muscles tense and the warmth of his body spread across mine,I could feel my panties get soaked in my wetness. Without warning he scooped me up his lips still on mine, making me sit on a table. He finally broke the kiss , his gaze locked onto mine. He had the most perfect pair of sky blue eyes, now darkened with lust. His gaze lingered on me for too long as if he were searching and contemplating his choice. I cupped his cheek, brushing my fingers through his beard and said. “ Do it, I want it.” But he hesitated for a moment, he had always wanted this and each time I refrained , I felt I disappointed him. This time I was going to let him, I grabbed his hand guiding it in between my legs, “ I want it Kael, I want it all , I’ll be your good little angel .” A smug grin surfaced on his lips, “ of course my dirty little angel ,” he mumbled in his husky voice. His hand slowly rubbed the top of my panty , “ lie down and spread your legs for me my dirty angel,” My body instinctively obeyed. He shifted my underwear to the side and smacked my c**t, making my legs tremble as the pain rippled through me, “Do you like that,” I nodded, biting my bottom lip. He smacked it again, “ use your words.” “ Yes daddy,” I managed. He plunged his fingers inside me, making my back arch instinctively as he leaned forward resting his lips on my c**t. My toes curled as I ran my hand through his beautiful golden hair, he pulled away and smacked my c**t leaving me gasping for air. Reaching for vibrator across the table, his eyes glistened with lust, “If you make a single sound , even the slightest squeak , I’ll smack your little p***y so hard till it turns red.” He pressed it against my c**t and put his fingers back inside me , turning it on. His thrusting was subtle but steady and so was the vibration, till he gradually increased it. The pulse of the vibration made my body shake and legs want to fold but he pulled them apart and spread them wide. I bit my bottom lip, trying to swallow my moan, but my mouth betrayed me. Smack! He smacked my p***y, not once ,with each blow sharper than the first. “ A red little p***y just for me,” he said, caressing it. Without warning he ripped my panty and dress off, “ get up my dirty little angel come lay here,” he said gesturing towards the table with the spreader bars, cuffs hanging at each end and a set of floggers. Lie down,” he commanded, and I obeyed, letting him guide me onto the table. My legs trembled as he secured my ankles in the leather cuffs, spreading me and leaving me completely exposed. I shivered as he pressed a ball gag into my mouth and fastened it behind my head and fastened my arms above my head. . I knew there was no escape and I didn’t want one, His fingers lingered on my chest before picking up the n****e clamps, and I gasped as the cold metal pinched my n*****s. He stepped back and lifted the flogger, letting its leather tails brush teasingly across my p***y before striking. The first lash made me gasp and arch my back instinctively, every strike sending waves of sharp heat and pleasure through me even as I flinched. Before I could catch my breath, his lips pressed against it, warm and wet. His tongue circled my c**t , teasing and crying out into the gag as my hips lifted involuntarily, Each movement, each flick and stroke set my nerves on fire, leaving me utterly at his mercy. Finally, he stripped and positioned himself, letting me feel the tip of his d**k brushing it against my entrance, slowly stroking it up and down, letting me feel every vein and inch of his hardness. Then he thrust and I let out a moan. He was slow at first, letting me feel every vein and inch of him as he filled me completely , I cried out as I pressed my hips against him. He groaned, low and rough, pressing his body against mine. “That’s it… you feel so good, so tight… mine,” he murmured, voice thick with need. Each movement made me tremble beneath as I was completely lost in him. His deep, rough groan rumbled from his chest and wrapped around me, sending shivers down my spine. “God… you feel so good,” he murmured against my ear, his voice husky.Every thrust was accompanied by the slick slap of our bodies,I whimpered, letting out a muffled plea. “Please… harder…” I barely managed through the gag. He chuckled low, darkly. “Oh, you want it, don’t you, my little dirty angel?” His grip tightened on my hips, guiding me with each thrust. “You’re mine tonight… all of you.” I moaned again, louder this time, muffled but loud, every sound slipping past the gag and into the rhythm of his groans. “Yes… Kael… I’m yours…” He groaned in response, faster, harder, his hips driving me into the table. “That’s it… that’s my girl. Let me hear you lose yourself.” My body on fire, my legs aching in the cuffs, every nerve singing. My muffled cries and his deep, ragged grunts filled the room, I felt it, my orgasm building as he thrust harder driving me closer to the edge. His hands, which had been gripping my hips, slowly began to travel upward toward my neck. My breath hitched as I felt his fingers brush against my skin, the pressure almost there but he hesitated, his eyes flickering with doubt and my heart pounded as I realized what he was thinking. “Choke me… daddy.” The moment the words left my lips, his hesitation melted. His hands pressed gently, then firmly against my neck, and a thrill ran through me, the heat of my coming orgasm mixing with the delicious fear of giving him full control. His grip on my neck was getting tighter, but I didn’t want to protest or ruin the mood but he tightened it even more. I tried to speak through the gag, to tell him it was a bit too tight, but the words came out muffled. When I looked up at him, my eyes met his and I froze. Tears glistened in his stormy eyes…he was crying… and yet he pressed on, fingers digging just enough to make me stop breathing. His grip tightened even harder around my neck, cutting off my breath and making my head spin. I tried to warn him,to gasp out that it was too tight, but the words caught in my throat, muffled by the gag. Panic surged through me as I felt him dig deeper, pressing harder, and a terrifying heat spread through my body, not the heat of pleasure. I was helpless, I wriggled around the table and not even my struggle could save me because I was restrained. “I’m… sorry, Lydia,” he murmured, still his hands didn’t relent. The room blurred around me as the lights, color and sound all started to darken and fade. My restrained limbs trembled as I panicked, and a cold realization struck me,he wasn’t just teasing me anymore, he was trying to kill me, no… he’ wouldn’t, he’d never. I tried to believe it was all part of b**m, but a small part of me believed it, it explained the hesitation I’d seen in his eyes, the tears and the conflicted look. I looked at him as my life began to slip away, each gasp for air becoming weaker, each heartbeat slower. His hands pressed further, harder, and a shiver of terror mixed with the remnants of desire coursed through me. Why… Why was he doing this to me? Or maybe it was all a nightmare .