Chapter Eight
Spencer
I would deal with the truth bomb of him being my fated mate later. For now, I wanted to feel my alpha’s cock deep inside my omega hole.
Laying on the bed with Liam hovering over me, shivers of anticipation shot down my body. Liam’s heated gaze traveled down from my face to my chest then farther down to my aching cock while his lips slowly slid upward. “Your body is amazing.”
“Don’t make me wait, alpha. Fill me with your cock. Give me your cum. Let me feel you inside me.” I knew I sounded like a needy omega in heat, but I didn’t care. That was what I was, and he signed up to help me through this.
“Are you sure—”
Why is he still talking?
I didn’t care if he was still speaking, I pulled him down on top of me and took his lips by force. Less talking and more fucking. Anticipation for what was to come vibrated through my body. I was heating up for my alpha and his big hard cock.
Sliding my hand down between our bodies, I found what I was searching for. Heavy and thick in my hands, his hard length was perfect for what I desired. Pumping my hand up and down, I worked it to get him into a frenzy of desperate yearning for me. His hand found my own aching cock and matched my rhythm. The higher I flew on this tactile exploration, the slicker my hole became, ready to welcome my alpha into its depths.
His hand left my dick and I almost wept until I realized he was progressing to stretching me out for his girth.
The initial stretch from his finger delivered a pang of the sweetest mix of pleasure and pain. I broke from our kiss, throwing my head back into the cushion of his pillows and closed my eyes to focus on what he was doing to my body. “Yes, alpha. That feels so good.”
“I can’t wait to bury myself in you. Fill you with my cum, and make you every bit mine.” His words sent my desire higher. I pumped his cock but wanted it inside me.
“Fuck me, Liam. Make me yours.” I leaned in and licked his neck, biting him in the area where his neck and shoulder met. Not enough to break skin but enough for him to get turned on. I knew I was playing with fire by nipping him in the place where a claim mark would go, but in the moment, I didn’t care. If he wanted to, he could claim me right there and then and I would only beg for more. Thankfully he had more restraint.
It seemed that my plot to drive him wild worked. He finally found me adequately stretched and listened to what I was begging of him, because soon my pleas were answered and he was deep inside my slick waiting hole.
He destroyed me and put me back together in the best way possible with one powerful thrust. The moment stole my breath and gave me everything I desired. I was finally filled with my mate.
Liam
The moment I found myself buried within his warmth, deep inside his slickened channel, I knew I had found my home. My bear roared inside me, aching to claim what was ours. He pushed at my control, and I bit my lip to regain my ground. I could not let my animal instincts out at the moment. He would follow his basic instincts and take our mate fully, sealing our fate. I could not trap Spencer into that. He would have to tell me when he was ready. I believed with every part of my soul it was just a matter of when, not if, he would.
Wait. We will mate him soon. When he is ready. For now, let’s just please our omega by giving him everything he needs.
His sweet sighs and cries of pleasure sang to me as I rutted into him. I couldn’t hold back. He would get everything from me, even the slight sting from my partially shifted claws on his hips as I ground into him. I felt his own nails dig into the skin of my back and cheeks as he pulled me deeper into him. I leaned my upper torso up so I could achieve a better angle and was pleaded to see it hit the right spot. His body arched as I hit that magical spot in him that spurred his climax. His cock erupted between us, splashing cum onto my chest. My beast roared his satisfaction as I quickly followed him into the euphoric rise, my sight whiting out as I filled his hole with my seed.
My bear begged to mark him, to claim our mate so that all would know he was ours, eternally and only our mate. But I held my natural instincts back and reminded him we needed to be patient and only scar Spencer with our mating bite once he was ready.
“That was amazing.” Our contented mate’s words soothed my bear, and he let go of the fight. For now. Regaining my control, I let myself relax onto the bed. I rolled to the side of Spencer and cuddled him from behind, his crack the perfect nest for my spent cock.
“ You are amazing.” My whispered response into his ear had him snuggling closer to my body. “Now sleep. We have all night for round two.”
His low and contented snore followed my words. Filled with the most wonderful feeling of completion, I allowed myself to fall into slumber and dream of a future with tiny cubs that looked exactly like my mate.