Beg Me Like You Mean It, Captain

The cock was thick, dark, and had quite the veiny structure. Thick veins were swirling and pulsing around it, and it smelled of that masculine musk. His pheromones were also especially strong around that area and I gulped, my inner Omega squealing.

’Yes, yes, this is it. Give it. Give it to me.’

All those days just watching him flex his biceps, watching his thighs thick in his shorts and stealing glances at his abs could never be compared to this sight.

This was the peak of it all.

But was I supposed to be overjoyed when seeing the cock of this rookie? The very guy who was trying to ruin me?

I couldn’t think straight because of the heat. My instincts had won, and all I wanted was for him to fill me up, even when just a minute ago, I declared I wouldn’t beg him.

My eyes were doing just that.

"I thought you said you weren’t going to beg," Reid said, swinging his cock slowly from side to side, and my eyes followed as if hypnotized. "Heh, look at you now, pleading with those greedy eyes. You’re such a slut, Captain."

I didn’t even refute that insult and watched him stroke his cock, slowly and gently, his face slightly flushed, but that obnoxiously arrogant grin was still plastered.

"I have you in the palm of my hands now, Evans." He said, his grin widening as he held the waist of my trousers, but before he did anything, he said, "Captain, I’m gonna take off your pants now. If you think you don’t want this, stop me now."

I was a bit taken aback. He was seriously asking me that? I thought he was the type who didn’t care, but not entirely. I wanted to stop him and tell him we could talk this out, but my hands were trembling, and my body was a wreck of anticipating nerves.

He must know this, and know that even if he asks some to stop him, I wouldn’t be able to. This sly bastard. I’m sure he has no intention of stopping, so why bother?

Reid grinned.

"Well, it seems you don’t want me to stop. Then I’ll do whatever I want." With that, he aggressively yanked my trousers off, exposing nothing but my dripping and throbbing pink dick that was by far inferior to his.

I felt ashamed, felt all sorts of shame creeping over me that I was wet for the rookie... but I did not try to cover up. Because I knew there was no use. Just like he said, he had me in the palm of his hands, and I, in my current state, had no plans of getting off.

Reid looked dangerous as his grey eyes stayed glued to my brown ones. Then, he spread my legs wide and watched my trembling body, watched my hole leaking, and then let out a bark of a laugh.

"Ha, I wish I could take a picture of this," he said, and I whispered,

"Y-You... Pervert,"

"Hm? You’re calling me a pervert?" He asked as he began to position the tip of his cock over my entrance. "Who’s the one dripping from both the front and back? Your pride is hurt, but you won’t even push me away because you’re dying for it. You’re the pervert here, Evans."

"You... what are you planning to do?" I asked, seeing as he was trying to force his way in with no preparation whatsoever.

Even though I was already wet, it would be too much to take such a huge cock in without any proper preparation.

"What does it look like in doing? I’m going to fuck you."

"You’re not just going to shove it in, are you?" I reached my hand down, planning to push him back. If he doesn’t do the preparation, then I’ll just do it myself.

But Reid caught my wrist and gave a devilish smirk.

"Yup!" With that, he pushed his cock into me. It wasn’t a slow entry but a conquest.

I cried out, the sound muffled against the forest floor. My back arched, and my fingers dug into the dirt. The air was knocked out of me before I could even try to catch my breath.

"Fuck, you’re so tight," he groaned, still keeping up his arrogance, but a few sweat beads rolled down his face and hung on his chin. "I guess you’ve not had time to sleep around with this slutty body because you were desperately trying to hide your identity as an Omega."

My body kept trembling, my insides tightening around his cock with a firm grip, and then he gripped my waist with one hand, still holding my hand with his other to keep me steady.

"I’m going to bury myself deep inside you, Cap, so just take it all." He said and began to slowly pull out.

The pull-out was agonizingly slow, and I bit my lip, fighting the moan that tried to escape even now. But then came the heavy thrust, and I could no longer fight the moan.

"Haaa—!"

He thrust inside me hard until all of him was inside up to the base of his cock. And only then did he give a triumphant laugh.

"Fuck, Evans, your slutty body feels great." He said and began to move.

He was fast, his thrusts heavy and uncompromising, each one hitting with a sturdy force that rattled my entire frame and turned my brain to jelly.

"Yeah, take it," Reid growled, leaning down to hiss the words into my ear. "Is this what you wanted when you were staring at me in the cabin?"

He knew?

"I always wondered why you stared, and thought you just admired the Alpha body since you were a boring Beta, but I get it now... Haah...You were imagining dirty things when staring at me the whole time."

"N-no," I cooed, but it came out more like a peasant moan. "I... didn’t."

"Shut up! You like being owned by the ’brat,’ don’t you? Tell me how much you need it, Evans. Tell me you’re nothing without my cock." He groaned, his breathing becoming heavier by the second. "Tell me you’re nothing but a slutty Omega who salivates over Alphas in the locker room."

I couldn’t speak anymore. I could only gasp, my eyes blown wide as the pleasure and the heat collided in a messy, overwhelming surge. I was a disaster, a fallen leader, and as Reid pounded into me with a selfish, arrogant intensity, all I could think about was how right it felt to finally be broken by someone this strong.

I moaned, forgetting we were in an open space and that I wasn’t supposed to be seen in the mess Reid was making out of me.

And then, he stopped.

I looked down at him, panting and sweating. ’Why did he stop?’