10. Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine
Briar
My body trembled as I watched Hal approach, his heated gaze roaming over my nakedness.
He shouldn’t be here, but I was too weak to fight him, too lost to my instincts to care.
I’d tried to fight him, and the pull I felt between us.
I’d forced myself to be strong, but it was all in vain.
I could no longer deny how much I ached for him.
“So beautiful,” Hal purred, kneeling on my bed, careful not to touch my blankets. He clenched his fists as if he tried to hold back, searching for a sign from me that I wanted him closer.
“Please,” I begged, my voice raspy from screaming.
His eyes darkened, his nostrils flaring as he sniffed the air, heavy with my arousal.
Seeing how he reacted to me was everything.
I moved onto my back, grabbing my thighs, and showed him exactly where I needed him.
My hole throbbed. I’d probably feel embarrassed once my heat ended over how forward I was, showing my needy hole to my alpha, but right now, I didn’t care.
I selfishly ignored the other part as well, the one where my curse would strike him.
It was like my brain had shut off, and all I could think of was Hal’s cock, his touch, him.
Hal’s quick intake of breath was followed by a stuttered exhale as he watched my hole, wet with slick and ready for him.
“Briar,” he whispered, his voice shaky with awe.
He unlaced his pants, fumbling with them as I lay whimpering.
He didn’t bother undressing fully, just freed his huge cock, and I salivated at the glorious sight.
His shaft was veiny with a huge bulbous head.
Precum leaked from the slit and trickled down his length.
I wanted to lick him, suck him into my mouth, and taste the most private part of him.
He fisted his cock, giving it a few slow strokes, smearing it in glistening liquid. Desire pooled in his eyes, and he looked determinedly at my quivering hole. “I’ll make the pain go away, sweet Briar. I promise.”
“Hal,” I whimpered, my body shaking with another forceful wave of pain.
Noticing my tension, Hal moved forward and placed his body on top of mine.
He settled between my thighs, his heaviness such a comfort already, then he pushed inside me on a long growl that soon blended with my relieved moan.
He fit so perfectly inside me like he was made just for me.
The perfect alpha to my omega. The pain subsided slowly.
My heatwaves normally came and went at a rapid pace, not just one wave followed by a break until the next hit, but constant and overwhelming.
This time was different, though, like a subtle flame burning inside me, lighting my body up from the inside.
It felt like heaven, and it was all because of him.
I closed my eyes in bliss, enjoying how his cock filled my hole, soothing any remnants of pain. Calloused fingers touched my cheeks, wiping away my tears. “Are you alright, sweetness?”
Sweetness.
My heart soared in my chest. I nodded, feeling so cherished as Hal’s fingers whispered along my skin, igniting a fiery longing in me.
How long had I yearned to be touched like this?
How many nights had I spent dreaming about this exact moment?
Too many to count, honestly. Hal’s touch was better than my imagination.
I felt alive for the first time in my life, and although he was almost a stranger to me, I felt like I was truly his.
I wanted to be. If we survived this together, I’d never let him go. How could I?
The throbbing returned, my body no longer just satisfied with Hal being inside of me. It needed him to move, to fuck me, until my hole was molded around his cock.
“Move,” I begged, thrusting my hips forward, grinding on his hardness. “Yesss,” I hissed, feeling him rub deliciously against my inner walls.
Hal groaned before pulling out and slamming back inside me, making me moan louder.
His hands held my thighs, his fingers digging into my flesh, as he fucked into me with long, deep strokes.
His touch was firm, claiming almost, like he was just as starved for my touch as I was for his.
I’d never been touched like this before, by a lover.
Everything felt new and foreign to me, yet so right and natural, like I was born for this, born for him. I hoped I was.
Goose bumps broke out across my skin, like a cool breeze whispering down my neck and spine. Like an itch I couldn’t scratch.
“Hal,” I begged, clinging to him, and like the perfect alpha he was, he seemed to instinctively know what I needed.
“I’ve got you, my sweet Briar,” he cooed, then placed his huge hand over my dick.
I erupted immediately under his touch. Never before had I felt pleasure like this, so all-consuming and blinding.
His hand had barely stroked my length before I spurted my cum.
Satedness replaced the ache, followed by immense exhaustion.
Hal had made me come, had chased away the pain, and now my body was numb and tired as sleep pulled at me.
I usually never slept during my heats, too restless to find peace, never content, always yearning. Now I knew how it felt to be satisfied.
Hal cradled my chin as he continued to rock into me, his eyes searching my face.
My alpha had the prettiest brown eyes I’d ever seen, the center a color that reminded me of the caramel taffies I’d loved as a child, the outer ring like rich chocolate.
Sweat dripped from his forehead and onto my chest, strands of damp hair clinging to his skin.
“You want my seed, Omega?” His cock prodded against my womb.
“Yesss,” I hissed, imagining my womb opening for him like a flower. It wasn’t time yet, but soon. I wanted Hal to breed me. My omega needed it.
“You want my knot, sweetness?” He looked at me like I was the most treasured thing in the world.
“Yes,” I smiled. “Knot me, Alpha.” The feeling of bliss would soon morph into pain again until I had his cum in me, his knot keeping it locked inside. I was ready. I needed it.
Hal growled, a possessive, feral sound that grew from his broad chest and vibrated through my body where we touched.
Snapping his hips, he started pounding into me like a man possessed, his cock carving its way deeper with every thrust. I clung to him, reveling in the feel of him.
His muscles flexed and rippled under my touch. My alpha was so strong, so perfect.
“Mine,” he gritted, grabbing my cheek and gazing into my eyes.
I knew the moment he reached his climax because his body shook on top of me.
His cock pulsed, filling me with his seed.
Although Hal hadn’t bred me, he’d still claimed me.
I knew in my heart I’d never want anyone but him.
No other alpha could make me feel the way he did, with his strong body, determined mind, and gentle touch.
My dick twitched at the thought of being his.
“Gods!” Hal groaned as pressure built around my rim.
Hal’s cock grew, threatening to split me in half.
All the air left my lungs, and just when I couldn’t take any more, my body adjusted to his size.
“Ahhhh,” I moaned, feeling his knot form, locking us together.
My core sang with contentment. This was everything I’d ever wanted.
“Sleep now, Briar,” Hal cooed, resting his forehead against mine. “You’re safe now, Omega.” I nodded, half asleep already. I just hoped Hal would be safe, too, and that my selfishness wouldn’t make him pay the ultimate price: his life.
I was pulled from the best dream of my life as waves of pain moved through my body. It took me a while to remember what it meant. Fear grabbed my chest. I was in heat! And I’d been asleep. How was that possible?
“Hey, shh, it’s alright,” a familiar voice soothed me, warm hands cupping my cheeks. “I’m here.”
Here. My eyes flew open, and there Hal was, smiling tenderly at me.
I was in his arms, his naked body wrapped around mine like a comforting blanket.
Fragments of memories flooded my mind. Hal bursting into my room.
Hal fucking me, coming inside me, knotting me.
Taking care of me, his deep voice whispering words of comfort against my heated skin. Sweetness.
Hal had touched me.
“Hal?” I grabbed his arms, digging my fingers into his skin, fearing this was the worst nightmare ever, and that I’d soon wake up alone, shaking with pain. “Are you real?”
His chest rippled with a deep chuckle. “My silly omega,” he cooed, kissing my temple. “Of course I’m real.”
“But… how are you here?”
“Where else would I be?” he sighed, nuzzling his nose against my neck, nibbling on my skin.
I shook my head, squeezing my eyes tight.
“Briar, why didn’t you tell me your heat was so close?”
“I…” I cleared my sore throat. “I didn’t know.”
“Ah, you did say it wasn’t regular; I just assumed you’d feel the signs leading up to it.”
“I didn’t,” I admitted. “I thought I was getting sick at first.” It felt so strange, yet so right, lying with him in my bed, both of us naked. He hadn’t been naked when he took me, I knew as much. I’d longed to feel his skin on mine, but I was too consumed with pain and longing to ask.
We were silent for a few seconds, Hal petting my hair in the gentlest way, healing a part of me as he did so. I’d always wondered what it would feel like to have my hair petted and my scalp massaged. It was better than I thought it would be. “How are you feeling?” he asked softly.
“Wonderful,” I whispered, afraid that by speaking too loudly I’d ruin this moment of bliss. My eyes burned with tears of happiness. “But my stomach is starting to pinch.”
“Are you hungry?” he asked.
I shook my head. “I think another wave is coming.”
“You think?” he quirked a brow, like he was trying to understand how this worked for me. Had he ever helped another omega through their heat? I felt nauseous at the thought of Hal being with someone else.
I shook my head, forcing back the thoughts of Hal with others. “I just feel pain until the heat ends.”
He turned me in his arms. His eyes flashed with something, anger perhaps, before he crushed me against his strong chest, and I had to fight my tears.
I was being hugged. I hadn’t been hugged since I was a child.
I shook in his arms, but I didn’t care. I’d enjoy this for as long as it lasted, taking everything Hal was willing to give.
I had no idea how he’d survived my touch, but he had, which meant I was keeping him forever if he wanted to be mine.
As if he could read my mind, he whispered against my neck, “Your touch didn’t harm me, Briar. I knew it wouldn’t. You could never hurt me, silly omega.” Silly omega.
“You’re the silly one,” I murmured. “You risked your life to be with me. To help me.”
“I’d risk it a thousand times, sweetness.”
I pushed away from Hal’s chest. I needed to kiss him, to taste that word on his lips. I was just about to, when a flood of pain rushed through me, so intense that I screamed out in agony.
Hal didn’t even falter as he rolled me onto my back, sliding his cock back inside me, numbing the pain. He fucked into me in long, soothing strokes, one arm wrapped around my thigh, the other petting my hair.
“Hal,” I moaned, feeling his warm chest, his lovely chest hair rubbing against my skin, tickling me in the most delicious way.
His cock thrust into me over and over, and a constant feeling of pleasure lingered in my core.
It was amazing. If this was the way heats were supposed to be, then I finally understood why everyone always looked forward to them.
Hal was making me feel things that seemed impossible.
How was it possible to feel this good, this euphoric?
“My omega,” Hal rumbled against my ear, the sound lighting me up from the inside. Was I glowing? Thousands of tiny butterflies fluttered their wings inside my chest. At least, it felt that way. My omega. I’d never thought I’d be anyone’s.
“My alpha,” I whispered back, surprised by my own boldness.
I basked in the sound of Hal’s approving grunts.
His hand smoothed over my stomach as he continued to fuck me, his movements languid and unhurried, like he was savoring this just as much as I was.
His hand snaked down and rubbed my balls, and I threw my head back in ecstasy, keening.
I rolled my hips, fucking into his fist as my ass gripped his cock.
I was chasing my own pleasure, using my alpha to reach my release.
“Fuck, Briar,” he groaned, then his hand stilled as warmth filled me.
He’d come; I’d made him come. Pride filled me as I placed my hand over his, feeling his knot form around my rim.
I needed to come, so I urged him to keep stroking my dick.
“My greedy one,” Hal chuckled against my neck, then resumed stroking my cock.
“Come for me, Briar. Come for your alpha,” he coaxed, and that was all it took before I called out his name, my cum coating his hand.
We panted against each other, our breaths mingling.
“I’m too heavy,” Hal chuckled, then rolled onto his back, taking me with him, his knot keeping us locked together.
Exhaustion pulled at me, so I rested my head against the soft cushion of his chest. Closing my eyes, I smiled dreamily, my alpha’s scent enveloping me, his arms cradling me tightly against him. I was knotted, safe, and happy.