Shaking her hips back and forth, she said "If it was Reid, Reilly or Rhys being challenged, they'd be in me right now. Connor and Corbett have their genetic condition. It's sad. They can't even get hard fully. Imagine what they would say to you wasting your dick by not using it to top someone giving you the chance." They probably would be pissed. Ronan was shamed into making the attempt. He slowly crawled over to her ass. Ronan had the most limp wristed hand placement. "Stop!" Anna shouted. It left the boys stunned. "What did your brother just say!? Firm grip. Hard enough to leave marks. You know well enough by now that I'm not going to break. There is no reason to be scared." Ronan's grip did get tighter. "I'm not scared. I just didn't want to touch someone so dirty." he snapped angrily. He began the minigame. After gently rubbing against her ass for a minute, he popped a boner. It was a good sign. He could get hard from topping at least. He was barely registering any points from how little his own hips were thrusting. She had to thrust back. Ronan came on her ass twice.
Cum that was that thin began to run off from her skin and onto the sheets bellow. She looked over her right shoulder at him. He was huffing and puffing. "Is that all you got? I barely felt anything. Reilly even gave you his permission to stick it in and fuck me you know." she said mockingly. There was no Fever Time or penetration. He just pressed against her ass and blew a couple of loads. Reilly was looking on in concern. "She's right. You can fuck her if you want. You don't need to hold back because I'm here or anything. I want you to get your turn to feel good." he said. Ronan looked at his brother. "You really mean it?" he asked. Reilly nodded encouragingly. "Of course I mean it! I wouldn't say something like this if I didn't." Ronan then looked back at Anna. "Okay." was all he said. His grip was very limp again, but Ronan was going to go again. Anna had to give him some credit for that. She had thought he would chicken out. That did not mean that the second try was any better. Ronan was barely hard enough to penetrate. He also nearly came after 1 pump. He lasted though.
Position 1 was never left. Ronan flopped on his back. He was gasping and heaving like he ran a marathon. Reilly looked concerned for his brother. "See what I mean!? It is a physiological thing. You guys literally won an international championship in front of a crowd of 12,000 people today. Topping one beta female put more strain on you than your match today. That is what I mean by self reinforcing." Anna pointed out. Reilly had a grave look on his face. "Is this why they say omegas can't get hard during heats?" he asked. Anna nodded her head. "Obviously not at first. But the more you get fucked in the ass and masturbate anally, the less you'll be able to feel any real satisfaction from the front. It's not like the alpha supremacist assholes actually care whether their omegas cum or not. Eventually your body gets used to prostate orgasms, if the alpha cares about hitting it or doing foreplay. If not, the omega might not cum at all. Some cultures castrate omega males because they think it's sinful for them to enjoy sex." she explained. "So, that could've been us!?" he asked.
