I struggled, but it was difficult. He held me tight and made it impossible for me to free myself from his hold.
"Why are you suddenly resisting me, Brys?" He used his right hand to run it through my hair. "Aren't you supposed to be docile? Omegas don't fight Alphas."
"I hate you!" I tried to kick him, but he blocked me, having already anticipated my move.
"Come on, darling. You don't have to sound this way," he kissed me on my neck. "Do you know long I have fantasized about doing this to you? Long before I got to know you!" He laughed.
Had it been at another time, I would have asked what he meant. But this time, I wish for nothing else but my escape. I can't allow someone like him to touch me with those disgusting hands of his. Just thinking about it, made it seem like insects were crawling on my arms.
I made to headbutt him, but he once again anticipated my move.