🔞Caught at Love|| Ishman

🔞Chapter Four

".....What?"

Shubman swiftly reached out and pinched his nipple, hard, as Ishan let out a sharp "Ow!" and flinched away from him.

"I don't like to ask twice, Ishan," he warned, already reaching to rub the other nub gently, rolling it around.

"Okay, okay, fine!" Ishan said breathlessly, his body shaky as he lifted himself up. He turned over and lay face down on the pillow, a cacophony of emotions swirling inside of him as he turned his back to Shubman: nervousness, trepidation, arousal, fear. Sweet, sweet fucking fear.

Shubman glided his hand down his back, gently tickling his lower back and his sides as he did so. It sent twitches and nervous tingles down his spine, and he resisted the urge to flinch under his too-gentle fingertips. His hand glided down to his ass, squeezing his right ass cheek, palming it in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Ishan breathed anxiously, turning his head to the side.

"Face in the fucking pillow!"

He turned his face inward, and his breathing came out low and deep as Shubman fondled him, the pillow growing hot with his breath. His legs squirmed as his hole leaked slick, sweat building on his skin as he unconsciously grinded himself just a bit harder into the silken bed sheets.

Suddenly, a resounding crack rang out into the air as Shubman spanked him forcefully. Ishan flinched as he gripped the pillow, his hot, breathy yelp muffled by the warm fabric. His whole face was flushed as the stinging aftershock flooded through him.

"Quit moving."

Hot, heavy arousal and shame flushed through him, sending all the blood left in his head straight to his painfully hard erection at the sound of the Alpha's commanding voice. Shubman was back to palming his sore ass, rubbing and fondling the stinging skin. He tried to stay still, he tried to stop moving- but when Shubman spanked him again, harder this time- it hurt so fucking good- he couldn't help but squirm and writhe beneath him as he let out another yell into the pillow.

When Shubman spanked him a third time, the pain was so sharp and stinging, he tried to wriggle away from it. But Shubman sat heavily on his thighs and placed his forearm down on his lower back, pinning him down, before spanking him three times in succession.

Ishan bit the fabric beneath him as he screeched into the pain, pinned down and helpless against Shubman's sweet cruelty. He kept him pinned in place as he moved on to the other cheek, spanking him with rapid, stinging force as Ishan struggled helplessly beneath him.

By the time Shubman was satisfied, Ishan had lost count of how many times he spanked him. The pillow was stained with hot, wet tears, and a low sob bubbled in his chest from the searing pain on his skin. He tried not to show it, tried not to let Shubman see the satisfaction of his own body shaking. But Shubman rubbed a slow, soothing hand up and down his back, and Ishan found himself disgusted with how comforting that small act of consolation was.

"It's okay, Ishan, my omega..." he whispered with a sickening kindness.
"I'll make you feel better."

Ishan's crying turned abruptly into a sharp gasp as he felt a wet finger prod inside of him. Shubman left him no time to recover, no time to catch his breath, before one finger became two.

Stop it, he wanted to scream at him, you're going too fast-

But he couldn't bear any more humiliation- and he's not sure if Shubman would even listen to him. The thought sent a surge of electricity coursing through him, heightened by the sensation of the Alpha's fingers slowly fucking him deeper.

What the fuck was wrong with him?

Three saliva-covered fingers deep, Shubman suddenly and forcefully hit that sweet spot buried deep inside of him. Beads of sweat collect on his forehead as he tried not to moan. He squirmed into the bed sheets, his own cock painfully hard beneath him. Shubman covered his mouth with his hand.

"Be quiet, you fucking whore," he snarled in a vicious whisper.

That hand was still covering his mouth when he felt the head of Shubman's cock prodding at him. He gripped the sheets as Shubman finally shoved himself inside, easily because of the huge amount of slick leaking from his hole.

Ishan's vision goes blindingly white as a searing pain and pleasure overcame his senses. Shubman too fucking big, stretching him out mercilessly, but the delicious feeling of having Shubman's cock stuffed inside him sent him to another goddamn dimension. Shubman pulled out and rammed back into him, hitting his G-spot with a brutal precision, and Ishan let out an ungodly vulgar sound as his own dick hardened with ferocity.

"I told you to be quiet."

He couldn't help himself- high pitched whines escaped his lips every time Shubman slammed forcefully into him. Shubman reached down and gave his cock a brutal squeeze, and he moaned, low and rumbling and helpless in his throat. "You're gonna cum?" Shubman mocked as he pumped him up and down.

"You're gonna ruin these nice, fancy sheets, all because of me?"

His breath was hot and vicious in his ears as he continued to stroke him. "How expensive do you think these sheets are, omega? For me, it's actually worth it when I'm buried so deep inside of you, and you are so wet, all for me..."

The silky sheets grew hot and sweaty beneath him.Ishan helplessly twitched his hips every time Shubman pounded forcefully into him and stroked him-he couldn't think straight. Every hot insult spat in his ear sent another rush of blood to his painfully hard erection. "You're going to dirty this bed with yourself- you fucking leech."

The word leech- that's what made him lose it. That's what fucking ended him.

Shubman came with a vengeance, as he thrusted into the omega and his large knot caught onto Ishan's rim and Ishan felt a hot liquid burst inside of him as he was blinded by his own searing orgasm. He moaned into Shubman's palm, humiliated hot in his stomach as he lost himself to that slick, sickening hand.

"There we go, my pretty slut came from just being knotted...." Shubman said slowly, hot and panting in his ear.

When Shubman finally pulled out of him, Ishan realised that he was crying again. He's sticky with his sweat and his shame, the burning pleasure that his omega felt was shameful.

"Should we clean this mess up, Ishan?" Shubman said it with so much love in his voice, it startled him. Ishan's still panting as Shubman tenderly stroked his cheek. "Unless you want Tilak to come and find you like this tomorrow....would be fun for you, nahi?"

Ishan was still sprawled out and naked on the bed while Shubman carefully just....watched him. His lower half ached with a raw, burning pain, and he was not entirely sure he would be able to walk properly tomorrow. Shubman leaned over and pressed a slow, tender kiss to his cheek. It hurt and soothed something inside him, and the humiliation, satisfaction, and just a touch of longing boiled in his chest as a single tear ran down his face.

Ishan shuddered at their proximity. The alpha kissed his ear with a tender warmth before wrapping an arm around him. Ishan lay boneless against Shubman and just let the faint words of supposed comfort wash over him.

~To be continued

*double updates because I was lateee*