Transmigrated As A Feisty Omega
Chapter 123: NSFW

Chapter 123: NSFW

As soon as we’d settled in the bed, Storm turned to me, cupped the back of my head, brought my face to his, and kissed me. It was harder than the one we shared in the hall —two times more punishing.

Fuck!

My cock strained hard against the material of my trousers. Feeling his cock on my thighs also aroused me, making me let go of my damned inhibitions.

With one tug, he ripped my polo off me, and I rose for him to remove the shreds, leaving me partially naked under him.

His eyes went to my naked chest, and he licked his bottom lip, looking at me with such ferocity that scared the hell out of me.

His right hand dipped under the waistband of my trousers and took possession of my cock.

I was already hard. He stripped my trousers off and immediately began to work my butt cheeks, spreading my hole with his thumbs.

"Fuck!" I cried out from the feeling.

"I’m the only one who should see you this way!" He possessively growled, giving my cock an intense stare.

"Yes, you alone."

It wasn’t a heat of the moment promise because I know he’s the only man I will willingly allow to fuck me.

I won’t mind having a large diamond on my finger or his mark on my damned neck. All I want is to be his — forever.

The room was filled with his pheromones smell, making me a bit dizzy with the intense smell.

He worked my ass and hole with his fingers while he turned to me in the bed and brought my face closer, to kiss me, further bruising my already bruised lip.

"So tight," he murmured, and I took that as a compliment. Being tight is a good thing, right?

His mouth came off my lips and travelled down my throat to my nipples while his fingers penetrated me, and worked me open.

"I’m a damned Omega, Storm. You don’t need to prep me before you fuck me!" I was more than eager to have him fuck me hard, but it seems like he wanted to drag this as much as he could.

"That doesn’t mean I don’t wish to savour this. I will spoil you for other men, and when I’m through with you, I will kill you! No one else will touch you!" He promised, snarling into my face.

Despite the promise of death, I was still aroused and eager to have him fuck me hard. I just can’t wait to feel his dick in my arse...

I was panting and moaning and giving him every indication of acceptance with my murmurs as he slowly jacked me with his left hand.

He removed his hands from my body, long enough to remove the wrapper around his body and his loincloth before he leaned in to kiss me.

I was trapped under him, panting and moaning, all of my senses going to his cock poking at my stomach—and dragging lower.

Fuck!

His hands went to my buttocks, grasping them, squeezing them, separating them, lifting them. He was as eager as I was, but it’s quite obvious that he wishes to drag this for as long as he could. I can tell how much he wants to do that.

I spread and raised my legs, widening them in invitation. My shame and self-control ran down the hall the moment he pinned me against the wall. I just can’t wait to have him fuck me hard.

His cock head was positioned at my hole, moving around the rim, seeking entry. He teased me with it, not thrusting in but trying to get a rise from me by removing it and attempting to thrust in at the same time.

"Put it in already, Storm!" I growled in frustration.

I panted hard, moaned, and gave little jerks as he worked his way in. He was inside me with just one smooth thrust, stretching me, filling me.

I writhed under him as he slowly fucked me, making me look into his eyes as he did so, occasionally hitting his dick on the spot that sent rippling shivers through my body.

I reached between us, grasping my cock, and stroking myself. His lips went to mine.

He fucked me hard as he brought my face so close it was a bit uncomfortable, yet he didn’t ease his hold and his thrusts. Tongue fucking me at the same damned time.

I dug my fingernails into his biceps and rode with him as he pumped me. As the fuck increased in intensity and vigour, my hands moved to his waist, and, finally, to his butt cheeks and holding him close to me as he thrust hard and deep.

"More!" I cried out, eager to have him deep into my arsehole. I just want him to fuck me so hard that I will forget my name, and only scream his out.

He helped me up, and thrust in so hard followed by strings of cuss words before he finally called out, "fuck, I’m cuming!" He climaxed, shooting spurts of cum into the welcoming wall of my arse as it contracted, eager for both his dick and his cum.

Fuck, I was such a slut, and he treated me like one.

He fucked me on the bed, putting me on my knees, my cheek to the bedspread, the heel of his left front foot pressing down on my neck. My body flexed to the rhythm of the fuck, as he took me from behind, using his dick to dig as deep as he could and piston as hard as he could to another shared release.

He was so God awfully fast and insatiable, and I loved it that way, eager to have him fuck me six ways to Sunday. I was ready for him, and he seemed to be the same for me, eager to fuck me hard.

I cried out when I climaxed for the tenth time since we started. Fuck, it was so damned draining, yet, he doesn’t seem ready to leave me, and I was more than eager to have him fuck me.

As an Omega, my body might be a bit fragile — who the hell am I kidding? — but it was made for something like this — sex.

He carried me to the bathroom and gave me a quick bath before he did the same. He removed the dirty blanket on the bed before he went into the bathroom once more.

When he came out of the bathroom, my eyes went to his still-hard cock between his legs, and I just had one thought in my mind when I saw him.

I wanted to ride that cock.

I wasn’t still satisfied with the hard fuck he gave me.

As if reading my thoughts, he closed the distance between us and pulled me into him, taking me in an embrace. Our lips came together, and, with one arm around my waist, held me in place and bent me back a bit.

Just like me, he was a bit impatient.

His lips travelled down over my throat, and he was then feasting on my nipples while he wrapped a hand around both of our cocks and stroked them. It was a wonder how he was able to do that with one hand, while I couldn’t even wrap my hands around the base of his cock.

"Fuck me," I muttered, still in the mood for another round after the ones I was put through.

"Aren’t you a bit too eager, slut? Tell me, did your father fuck you this hard? Are you —"

"Don’t you dare speak about others with me! I was a damned virgin before you stole my innocence from me!"

Back on Earth, I never had a thought to get this intimate with others, but he made me such a damned slut — for his dick alone.

"Good," he nibbled on my right ear. "I won’t let another man fuck you because you are mine!" He pressed me down, and stretched my back, placing his right hand around my neck.

"Do you want my dick in your arse that much, slut?" He lined his dick on my arse, and with his arm around my stomach, he lifted me to my knees.

I cried out as his dick sank into my arse unexpectedly, rocking me to my core.

He didn’t finish there, though. He hauled me up and carried me to the only table in his room, with his dick still embedded in my arse.

Lowering me on my butt on the edge of the table, he put my ankles on his shoulders, and I reclined back, palming the tabletop as he penetrated, clutching my waist between his hands, and staring into my eyes, as he pumped into me, fucking me like a mad man, who couldn’t get enough of me.

Throughout the night, I was fucked until my voice got hoarse and my legs shook. It wasn’t until the sun rose high up in the sky did the insatiable wolf leave me, but not before putting a mark on my damned neck.

Temporary it might be, but it pleased me more than anything else has ever done.