12. Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve
M y Omega’s tears fracture something inside of me. I want to destroy that piss weak father of hers for hurting her the way he has.
Not only has he hurt her externally, he has broken something inside of her. That knowledge threatens to make me feral. Yet, having her under me seems to keep me tethered to the present, keeping me in the moment with her.
Unable to watch my Omega break underneath me for a moment longer, I bend down and slowly begin dotting kisses across the tops of her breasts.
Kennedy groans as she pushes her tits further into me. I chuckle but I appease my hungry girl.
I pull one of her nipples into my mouth, my cock jolting as she whimpers desperately under my assault of her breasts.
I ravish her, just as gluttonous for her as she is for me .
I unwillingly pull away from her breasts as I slowly begin working my way down her body, kissing over the soft, curved panes of her stomach.
Kennedy’s hands grip the sheets as I pepper kisses over the top of her mound. “Jax…I…”
“I know, Omega,” I groan as I grip her thighs, spreading them to reveal her pussy. Her pink folds glisten, completely drenched in slick.
I chuckle, “Thirsty for me, Angel?”
“Yes, Alpha. Please, I need you.”
“Your wish is my command, baby,” I chuckle before diving into her pussy. She almost launches up out of the bed, squealing as I drink up her slick.
“Fuck, Alpha. Fuck!”
She grabs the top of my head and pushes my face further into her core. I’m all too happy to oblige her and her hunger for me.
Having her respond so enthusiastically to me just makes me want her more. Her thighs clench around my head and from the sounds of her moans, I know she is right on the precipice of falling apart for me.
I spear a finger inside of her, her walls clenching around me as I pull an orgasm from her.
Her cries are like music to my ears.
It's difficult to hold myself and not follow along with her. My hard cock screams at me beneath my boxers to be freed. To feel my Omega clench around me just like she is to my finger.
Once her orgasm has fully subsided, I remove my finger from her pussy, chuckling as she whines from the loss of me. I crawl back up her body to look back down at her. “How do you feel? ”
Kennedy’s smile makes my stomach clench, “It was perfect. But I need more.” Her breathtaking smile turns heated as a needy whine escapes her. Her scent heightens, completely flooding my senses.
It feels like something switches in my brain. All I can see is my needy Omega lying beneath me, desperate for my cock to fill her.
Instantly I shed my boxers, kicking them onto the floor.
Gripping my cock, I slowly start to slide it through her folds, spreading her delicious slick and covering myself in it in the process.
Kennedy wiggles against the feeling, gasping as I nudge her swollen clit. “Fuck, you are so slick for me, arent you, Omega? Are you going to be a good girl and let me fuck your tight virgin hole?”
Kennedy instantly nods, no hint of hesitation.
“Let me hear you, Omega.”
“I want you to fuck me, Alpha. Rut me. Knot me. Take my virginity.
Please.” Her words undo me.
I instantly notch my cock at the entrance of her pussy, pushing in
slightly. She gasps as inch by inch I slowly slip inside her.
Her pussy feels like a vice grip as she clenches around me. I grit my teeth, demanding myself to not cum.
Name the presidents. Count back from one hundred. Grandma’s underwear. Fuck.
Her nails dig into my biceps. I’m sure she is most likely drawing blood but it doesn’t faze me.
I let her mark me. I want them. I crave them.
I want her imprinted on my body. Especially one that mirrors the one I put on her neck. Her breath hitches as I hit her hymen .
Her eyes blow wide as she looks directly at me, her gaze piercing mine. Amongst the desire, there is a hint of terror in her eyes.
“Relax, Omega. Let me in,” I whisper, my voice as comforting as I can be when the rut is threatening to take over. I won’t do that to her though. I want her to enjoy her first time. She nods at me even though I see the hesitation in her eyes.
For the second time today, I take control of the situation.
Thrusting deep in her channel, breaking the strip of membranes inside of her. She squeals, her nails digging even further into my skin.
I don’t move, allowing her to adjust to me.
I am not the biggest but I’m not the smallest either. For a virgin, it doesn’t matter, any size hurts.
The thought of her feeling this pain makes me irrationally angry even though I know it will only be for a moment.
Eventually, her nails unsheath from me and I feel her body relax.
“Are you ready for me to move?”
She nods, “Please, Alpha. Please move.”
“I love the way you beg for me, baby. Hold on tight.”
At first, I slowly pull out of her before pushing back in. My rhythm is slow for the first few thrusts until I know she will be able to take me. She whimpers as I start picking up my pace. Her slick heat clenches around me and I’m able to hold back my groan.
No-one has ever felt as good as she does right now. She was made for me. Made to be the other part of my soul.
Just like I was made for her.
A haze glistens over my reality as I give in to my primal self now that Kennedy is fully relaxed .
I begin rutting into her with blinding force. Her grip tightens on me to the point of pain. Kennedy’s answering scream to my pace brings on the beginnings of an orgasm. My knot begins to slowly start edging into her entrance with each thrust.
Kennedy’s moans turn into whimpers as she begs me for more, “Please, Alpha!” “Are you ready for your Alpha’s knot, Omega? Are you going to be a good girl and let me fill that tight virgin pussy?”
Her walls tighten further around me at my growled words, sucking me in further to her core. My knot slips in with little resistance as we both come apart at the scenes. My cum paints her walls as jet after jet fills her womb. I feel my orgasm deepen as I imagine my spend one day taking hold and her stomach becoming rounded with my child. Fuck. That thought is way too tempting.
I look down at Kennedy, admiring her as shock after shock of her orgasm still overcomes her. Her mouth is open in a small O, her face completely blissed out as she writhes underneath me.
As her conscious mind comes back to her, she looks up at me with a small, intoxicated look on her face.
I can’t help but chuckle, “Happy, my Omega?”
“So happy.”
I roll us over while we are still locked together, lying her head on my chest. She snuggles into me, inhaling my scent as her body relaxes fully into me. I wrap my arms around her, trying to pull her into me further. I wish I could crawl inside of her. Wear her flesh like it's my own skin. I would consume every facet of her being if I could. Being skin to skin with her isn’t close enough. If that makes me a psychopath, then so be it.
“Sleep, Angel,” I whisper into Kennedy’s ear. Instantly her body relaxes into mine as sleep consumes her.
I feel my knot slowly begin to deflate but I don’t dare move us. She feels too good against me. Her slick entrance keeps my half hard cock warm. There's not a thing on this earth that could possibly make me remove it right now.
I stare down at my Omega, questioning how on earth this day has gone from one extreme to the other.
I have been berating myself all day long for the way I handled myself. It felt like I saw red when I bonded her. That I became someone else entirely.
There was this feral need inside of me that needed her after spending the night in panic. Having Kennedy’s reassurances that she isn’t mad at me has settled some of the regret I feel. I would never regret bonding with her, but I could have gone about it completely differently.
Like having a conversation with her before I bite her in front of an entire classroom of people. Asking for consent before taking something so delicate.
But here we are.
I’m so thankful to have an Omega that understands my nature. She could have easily rejected me.
Called the authorities and had me locked away for marking her without her consent. But she didn’t.
I don't know if I even deserve that kind of liberty.
I make a note to myself to make it up to her. That every day for the rest of our lives together, I will give her the kind of life she deserves. That she will never have to question her self worth. To ensure that she never has to want for anything again. That she is safe and protected.
I can’t help the inkling of fury that prickles inside of me.
How dare her father try and control her like that. Seeing Kennedy so beaten down and terrified was heartbreaking. I wanted to rip that motherfucker’s head off right where he stood. His day is coming.
Kennedy deserves retribution. Vengeance will be hers for the taking.
My thoughts must be loud as Kennedy flinches in her sleep. I shush her in an attempt to lull her back to sleep.
I push the thoughts away. There’s time for us to make a plan for that piece of shit. Right now, my thoughts need to stay completely focused on the beautiful Omega fast asleep on my chest.
I go back to watching her as she sleeps. It doesn’t take long before darkness begins calling me as I drift off to sleep myself.
I groan at the feeling of a warm, naked body grinding up against me. My arm trails down curves until I get a handful of ass that pushes back against me. “Hmm, it seems you weren’t fully sated were you, Angel?”
Kennedy whimpers as I grind myself into her. Her pussy is drenched with slick. “Do you need more?” I whisper in her ear. Opening my eyes, I watch as her skin prickles with her arousal.
I can’t help but chuckle.
“I take that as a yes.”
“Yes, Jax,” she whimpers as she reaches her hand back to grip my hip so she is able to hold me in place while she grinds on me.
I roll Kennedy onto her back, before shuffling down the bed. My Omega welcomes me between her legs, opening them up for me to lay between.
Her scent hits me straight away, the smell of sweet musk nearly sending me feral. I can’t hold back the growl that escapes me, nor can I stop myself from diving into her folds and pushing my tongue into her entrance.
Her taste explodes on my taste buds. Her legs tighten around my head but I don’t let it deter me. Her responsiveness to my assault helps fuel the fire within me. This guttural need that I have developed inside of me that demands I give her pleasure. It gnaws on me even now as her slick coats my face, each swipe over her entrance seeming to bring her closer to the edge.
It's not long before her hands find their way to the back of my head. She pushes my face further into her, guiding me to the spot she needs more attention. I like that.
I like that she knows what she wants and she's not afraid to guide me there. I want to know what she wants, what brings her pleasure. I want to give her the experiences she’s never had before. I want to see that gorgeous smile, she has given me hints of, blossom. I want it to become so natural on her face that you would never know she has experienced the worst the world has to offer.
It's not long before her body tenses as her orgasm washes over her. I drink up every drop of her release, savoring the taste of her for as long as I can. I know, even as I slowly pull away from her to fully admire her post orgasm face, there's no way in hell I will be washing my face today .
I want to walk around with the smell of her on my skin. I want it embedded so deep into my pores that there isn’t an inch of doubt that she is mine and I am hers. Our mating marks aren’t enough.
I need my scent on her. My clothes on her beautiful body. The one that is only meant for me and my brothers. A body I plan on worshipping for the rest of my existence. Kennedy’s smile is breathtaking once she finally comes back down to earth.
“Morning.” Her cheeks redden as she attempts to hide her face in the sheets. Her naked body is on full display for me and I drink it in.
My mate is a goddess.
Not accepting her attempt to hide from me, I grip her wrists before pinning them to the bed. She looks up at me with wide eyes and I note the hitch in her scent. Even though she just came for me, she is still hungry for more.
I would give it to her but the time on the clock beckons me to bring her down stairs. Instead of a nap, we slept through dinner and to the next morning. “Morning, Angel.” I smile, “Ready to get up?”
She groans and tries to sink further into the bed. The blankets engulf her which only makes her look even more adorable.
I release her wrists as I climb up from the bed. Instead of following behind me, I turn to find the blankets wrapped around her with only her head peeking out. I can’t help but laugh as I look down at my girl. She looks way too tempting lying in my bed. I wish I could curl up beside her, snuggling all day with her in my arms but I know that we promised her answers today. Not to mention that we have school today. I bend down picking the bundle of Omega and blankets up in my arms. She squeals as she tries to fight to pull her arms from her burrito .
Ledger opens the door with a frown on his face until he sees the red hair spilling out of the blankets.
He chuckles, “Oh, is that an Omega burrito? My favorite kind.”
He takes her from my arms before spinning around. Her laughter is like music to my ears.
I watch as Ledger and Kennedy spin, eventually stopping as he brings an arm up and pulls the blankets to further reveal her face.
My stomach clenches as I watch him smile down at her. The happiness in his face is undeniable. There's awe in his face, one that I know mimics my own. Seeing them like that makes me realize that I am looking at my future. A future that looks so fucking good.