Chapter 30
CHAPTER 30
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This Heat is unlike anything she’s felt before.
Every nerve ending is on fire. Every touch from Cole makes her body shiver.
And her cunt is stretched so tight, stuffed with his fist, that she feels absolutely filthy.
But she needs more.
She climaxes on his hand as he suckles her tits, arching her back while her body explodes with pleasure.
Her skin burns and her cunt aches when he finally removes his fist, but she’s still needy.
“I need more,” she whispers. “It’s not enough.”
He gives her a wolfish grin, his eyes wild. “Being stuffed with my fist wasn’t enough, sweet girl?” he teases. “What else could you possibly need?”
She growls. “You know exactly what.”
He leans down to kiss her, his tongue thoroughly tangling with hers .
“But it’s so delightful to hear you say it,” he murmurs. “So, if you ask nicely, maybe I’ll give it to you.”
But she can tell he’s struggling with his self-control. His skin is warm, almost as hot as hers, and his scent is so strong it’s all she can sense.
His Rut is here, too.
How he hasn’t fully lost his mind, she’s not sure, because she sure as hell is ready to lose hers.
“Your knot,” she groans between kisses. “I need to feel your knot.”
Still, even as her body screams for it, fear looms in her.
She knows what to expect, but there’s still trepidation, even through her arousal.
What if she does it wrong?
He senses her hesitancy and pauses. “Talk to me,” he says, his tone soft. “You don’t have to be afraid.” He nuzzles at her neck, gently scent marking her, and she sighs.
“I need you to guide me,” she breathes. “Show me how to take you.”
He groans at her words. “Fuck,” he hisses. “ Fuck , you’re going to be the death of me, sweet girl.”
But he moves off the bed, and she sits up in a panic. It isn’t until he flicks on the light that she realizes what he was doing.
They’re no longer just illuminated by the moonlight from the curtainless window. She’ll be able to see all of him, just as he’ll see all of her.
He walks back to her as he sees the fear in her eyes. “It’s me,” he says quietly. “Just me. You don’t have to hide.”
She doesn’t want to, but she’s only showed her scars to him one time, and she’s paralyzed with fear as she grips the sleeves of her robe.
You’re failing your Alpha .
There’s a battle in her mind between her inner Omega and her insecure, terrified self.
She wants to be joined to him in the most intimate way. She wants to be taken, used, and claimed by him.
Her inner Omega needs it.
Still, fear grips her.
He wraps her in his arms, pulling her into an embrace so gentle it shouldn’t be possible while he’s in Rut. His purr amplifies, sending soothing sensations through her body as he holds her tightly.
“Give yourself to me,” he says, his voice low. “Give yourself to me, and I’ll never let you be alone again.”
Her heart clenches at his words. Her inner Omega is desperate to believe him, despite how implausible his words sound.
He’s just an Alpha helping her through her Heat.
Their stays in Green Woods are temporary.
She wants to believe in the fantasy that she belongs to him, will only belong to him, and that she’ll never leave him.
When he kisses her, his mouth warm and tasting of mint, she stops thinking. Her pussy clenches with need, and she doesn’t hesitate when he pulls her robe off, exposing her tattered arms to him once again.
“Perfect,” he growls, as she tosses the nightgown over her head. She’s naked before him, with all the lights on, and the last of her insecurities dissipates as he looks at her. His pupils are so wide his eyes are almost black as he stares at her with hunger.
But he still has pants on. That needs to be rectified.
After one more kiss, he pushes her gently back against the mattress and hovers over her.
“I’ve waited so fucking long for this,” he breathes, and she hears the rustling of fabric as he shucks off his jeans .
Another heated kiss, and he presses the head of his cock at her entrance.
She gasps into his mouth, thrusting her hips up eagerly, desperate to feel him slide into her.
He moves slowly, pushing his cock in inch by inch, until his length is buried in her.
She can’t fight the low moan that leaves her throat at the feeling of being full of her Alpha’s cock.
It’s incredible and she can’t remember why she was nervous in the first place.
“Fuck,” Cole hisses, pressing his forehead to hers. “Fuck, baby, you’re so tight .”
She squeezes him with the walls of her cunt, and they moan in unison.
“Fuck me, Cole. Don’t hold back.”
And he doesn’t. His pace is brutal, fucking her so hard and thoroughly that the bed shakes with their movements. He swallows every moan she makes, pounding into her ruthlessly and groaning in response.
It’s embarrassing how quickly her release builds. She matches his pace, lifting her hips to meet his thrusts until her climax overpowers her and she trembles in his hold.
“Yes, just like that ,” Cole praises, the sounds of their wet slapping echoing obscenely. “Squirt on my cock. Soak us, sweetheart.”
Liquid gushes out of her, dripping down her thighs as she cries out in pleasure. Her body is soaked in sweat as she spasms around Cole’s thick length, wave after wave of euphoria flowing through her.
Nothing has ever felt this good. Nothing.
“You can give me one more,” he groans. “I know you can, one more before I stuff you full of cum.”
His mouth goes to her mating gland, flicking it with his tongue, and her vision whites out .
Cole’s hips stutter, and he lets out a growl that makes her cunt flutter on his length. His knot inflates in her, stuffing her so thoroughly her eyes widen in surprise. Spurts of his cum empty into her womb, triggering another release.
“Oh,” she manages to gasp out, her mouth parted in surprise.
“Fuck,” Cole hisses, closing his eyes. “That’s it. Take my knot, Omega .”
She whimpers helplessly as he fills her, her body overheated as she collapses against the blankets, thoroughly exhausted.
Her Alpha is still locked inside her, with her legs wrapped around his hips.
“Tell me how it feels,” he whispers to her. He rolls them onto their sides, still connected and facing each other. She buries her face in his neck, inhaling his scent and gently moving against him.
“So full,” she moans against his skin. “Like I’m complete.”
“This is where you belong,” he says lowly. “Stretched out on my knot, buried in your nest. Always. ”
“Always,” she whispers, closing her eyes as Cole moves his hips gently. His knot pushes inside her, pressing up against a sensitive spot deep in her cunt, and she climaxes quietly, whimpering in his hold.
When she finally comes down from the high, she relaxes in his hold and closes her eyes.
When she wakes up, her body is on fire and she’s desperate to come. Cole must have slipped out of her at some point, and it’s enough to make tears spring to her eyes.
She’s delirious with need, and her Alpha isn’t here.
“Alpha?!” she yells, kicking off the blankets. She smells like Cole, and sex, but he’s not here. It’s just her in the nest, naked and soaked in their fluids.
He left you.
Her cunt aches, her slick walls fluttering on nothing, and she’s about to lose her fucking mind.
Cole left.
She knew it was only temporary, she knew it was stupid to want more than?—
“Shh, baby, I’m here,” he enters the bedroom, dressed in black boxers with a cold water bottle and cloth in hand. He holds the damp washcloth to her forehead and wipes away the sweat at her brow. “I didn’t go far,” he promises her, his voice low. He hands her the water bottle after unscrewing the cap, and she takes it in her shaky hand and downs half its contents, embarrassed at her reaction.
“Even if you think I’m not there,” he says softly. “I am.”
She nods. “Just don’t leave me,” she whispers.
“I couldn’t if I tried. Have you not figured it out yet?”
She looks up at him, shame flaming her cheeks. “Figured out what?”
He searches her eyes and smiles. “You will eventually,” he murmurs.
She knows there’s something obvious she’s missing by the way he looks at her.
But she’s so desperate for his touch that she doesn’t bother to dwell on his cryptic words.
“Please,” she whispers, spreading her legs and exposing herself to him. She spreads her pussy lips with her fingers, displaying her dripping, gaping cunt for him. “I need more, Alpha .”
His eyes darken as he watches her. “And I was going to try to be gentle with you,” he says. “But when you show me that pretty hole, I won’t be able to. ”
She whimpers and licks her lips, begging him to fuck her with her eyes.
“Get on all fours,” he commands, “and stick that ass out for me.”
She obeys him, whimpering as she balances on her knees and elbows and arches her back.
A sharp slap fills the air, and she jolts when she realizes he spanked her.
“ Fuck, yes ,” he groans, the bed dipping with his weight as he situates himself behind her. “This ass is perfect.”
Another sharp slap to the other cheek, and she lifts her hips higher.
She never thought she would enjoy being spanked, but she’s happy to let Cole continue as long as he wants. His firm hands grab each globe of her ass, squeezing and massaging until she’s a whimpering, moaning mess.
“So sensitive,” he whispers. “I bet you could take anything I gave you right now.”
“Yes,” she begs. “Please, I’ll do anything…”
She knows she sounds desperate. She doesn’t care.
The head of his cock pushes against her tight opening, and she groans in relief when he bottoms out in her. He slides all the way in easily and he fucks her at a relentless pace, her wet cunt making obscene sounds.
“Yes, like that, Alpha ,” she moans while he pulls at her hair, wrenching her head back.
“Fuck, that’s gorgeous,” he hisses, his cockhead brushing against a sensitive spot. “That pretty little hole swallowing my knot. Fuck. ”
In this position, there’s nothing Bree can do but let herself be fucked by him. Cole works his cock in and out of her, using her pussy until she can’t hold off her release anymore.
When she comes, it’s loud and so violent her ears ring and she can’t hold herself up anymore. He follows just behind her, his knot inflating in her from behind.
It continues for hours.
She falls asleep, then wakes up needing him. He doesn’t make the same mistake of leaving the room while she’s asleep—he’s always there when she opens her eyes.
When her arousal isn’t as painful and she’s climaxed on him enough times, he runs a bath for her. He washes her thoroughly, his touch gentle as he looks at her with reverence.
She’s too tired to do much else besides be fucked, so he takes care of every other need. He feeds her from fruit and cheese platters and keeps her water bottle full. He changes the bedding, keeping the blankets warm and cozy whenever he’s not in them.
He dotes on her. He worships her.
And she keeps her arms exposed, never bothering to put back on her sweater.
She’s safe with him.
By the third day, she sits up in her nest, a frown on her face.
Cole’s at her side instantly, taking her hand. He’s grown dark stubble in the past few days, and it just makes him more handsome.
He was already gorgeous. But seeing him like this, with tousled hair and a five o’clock shadow, gives him a rugged, wild look.
His icy eyes regard her. “What is it?” he murmurs, his voice groggy from sleep. He’s dressed in a grey sweatshirt and black cotton pants which emphasize the outline of his body perfectly.
“Does it always feel like this?” she whispers, intertwining their fingers. Her body isn’t as flushed, and her arousal isn’t as all-consuming as it was for the last two days.
Her Heat is nearing its end.
He kisses her hand and hums. “Like what?”
She swallows. “Like I’m right where I’m meant to be. Do you think that’s just a side effect of this?”
He grins and his eyes brighten. “No, sweetheart, I don’t. What you just described is a mating bond.”
Her face burns. “But we haven’t mated.”
“Believe me, I’m well aware.” His eyes dart to her neck where her mating gland itches for attention. “But that incessant need to be around each other? It’s not normal, no. That intense pull, the connection we both have…it’s not just because of hormones.”
She swallows. He mentioned the pull when they first kissed, and she tried to dismiss it.
It was just attraction then, she told herself. Nothing more. She was lonely, and he was there to make the loneliness go away for a while.
But the intensity of her feelings for him frightens her.
“It’s only a matter of time,” he murmurs sleepily, pulling her closer to him. He settles back down on the bed, wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her firmly in place.
“A matter of time before what?” she whispers.
But he falls asleep before he can answer her.