“You’re nothing like an alpha. I bet you couldn’t even get it up even if you tried,” she spat. “You couldn’t ever even begin to handle me.”
I unbuttoned my cuffs and slowly rolled them up, exposing my forearms and cracking my knuckles once more, preparing myself for what I was about to do. She forgot that even though I’m a beta, I’m still bigger than her. I’m still stronger than her and when I finally put my hands on her tight little body, she was going to learn very quickly that as much as she fears her alphas, she should fear me even more.
I heard her suck in a very quiet breath. I heard the shuffle of her boot against the rock beneath her feet. I could feel the tension bounding off her in waves. I reveled in it all. I dropped my gaze to her feet, watching as she struggled to hold her ground against me, observed how her thighs trembled and how her knuckles had turned white in her fists.
But I was ready for this. More than ready.
“You may have learned what it means to be claimed by your alphas, little girl, but you have never learned what it means to be punished by a beta,” I warned before I shot toward her, quickly manhandling her small, lithe body and slamming her up against the wall behind her. Her upper lip rolled and she snarled viciously, but I didn’t care.
She would learn, sooner or later, that she was no match for me.
I used my body to pin her against the stone wall, and quickly gathered her small wrists and held them bound above her head with one hand. She couldn’t move and her eyes narrowed, trying to figure out a possible path of escape but I gave her none. With my other hand, I reached down and unbuckled the black leather belt about her waist.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” she challenged me. I grinned.
“My little omega, you haven’t seen anything yet,” I replied, and her face went pink with fury, anger, and also if I wasn’t mistaken, arousal.
I gripped the belt and pulled, the sound of the leather swishing echoing around us. Quickly, I wound it around her wrists and then looped it around a rock hold just above her head. It forced her to stretch up just a bit on her toes and arch her back, presenting her pretty body in the most perfect way.
Except there were still clothes in my way.
For this, she needed to be naked.
Excruciatingly slowly, I unbuttoned her leather vest one by one. She shivered beneath me, hissing and growling at every button, but my body held her captive. The little thing tried to shift her hips, tried to move her legs so that she could kick me between mine, but I didn’t let her. I wouldn’t ever allow that to happen.
Then I opened her vest, revealing her bare, beautiful breasts and I sucked in a breath. Perfect, just like I imagined.
She renewed her efforts to fight me. I gripped the edges of her vest and pulled it up, tucking it into the belt around her wrists and giving her some much-needed padding against her pale skin. Her chest rose and fell with the effort to fight back against me, making her tight, pert little nipples rise and fall with them. I licked my lips and gently traced a single thumb over her right breast, making sure to catch her tight bud with the edge of my nail. She cried out quietly and I took my touch away.
I knelt down, pinning one leg of hers against the rock wall with my shoulder. Quickly, I divested her of one boot, as well as her sock. I did the same with the other, leaving her barefoot in just her pants and panties now.
I edged my fingers along the waistband of her pants and she shivered.
“Little omega, do you want to know something?” I asked her, lifting my eyes to meet hers. She stared down at me and gritted her teeth.
“What?” she spat, glaring at me with hateful eyes.
“You’re awfully wet for me, for a beta. I can smell it, even before I take these off,” I replied calmly while edging along her pants once more, and she blushed hard, the red of her shame taking over her cheeks. Then, as I knelt before her, I leaned forward, gripping her cloth-covered thighs with my fingers and trailing them upward. I edged forward, pushing my nose closer to her thighs and she shivered hard.
I knew what she was thinking. And she would be right.
She was much wetter than before. The sweet scent of an aroused omega was tempting, but her? She was utterly irresistible.
I reached up, slowly unbuttoning her pants and pushing down the small zipper. She sucked in a breath and quivered as I slowly pushed the leather fabric down her hips and then her legs, all the way down to her ankles. I didn’t pull them off all the way yet. They’d bind those ankles right where I wanted them, at least for a little while until I teased the defiance out of her little body.
With a grin, I stared down at her. She was such a little thing, but such absolute perfection. Her breasts weren’t overly large, but just big enough to fill my hands. Her torso was flat, lined with toned muscles. Her hips flared out gently but wide enough to take a full, knotted cock within her body. She was gorgeous. Perfectly made for what she was. An omega. Meant to be fucked and bred.
I growled softly in the back of my throat and she trembled. I hooked a finger in the waistband of her panties and she stilled.
“Damiyen, don’t,” she begged.
I didn’t listen. Instead, I released the hem and traced downward over her mound, sliding my finger over top of her folds and settling on her clit. She was so very wet. I could feel it through the soaked cloth that cupped her reluctant little pussy.
I teased her relentlessly through the cloth, feeling her quiver beneath my touch, trying to fight the rampant arousal racing through her veins, but I wasn’t going to let her. Eventually, she was going to give herself to me, but I wanted to hear her beg first.
Oh, she was going to beg. I’d make her beg until her pretty little tears were streaming down her face and she couldn’t take another moment of it.
Only then would I allow her relief.
But that was a long way away yet.
I had a naughty little omega who needed to be taught a lesson first.