Chapter 36 #2
Now, everyone has gone home for the night. I take advantage of her other mate’s distraction and sweep Bea into my arms. “You’re mine for the evening,” I tell her, carrying her to my room. I lock the door behind me, ensuring we are on our own.
Stalking toward her, I brush the hair away from her face, palm running up the curve of her neck and cupping her jaw.
“I’ll likely apologize a thousand times for the way I’ve treated you since realizing you were my mate.
You deserved better than my blunt dismissals, my blatant refusal to acknowledge you. I’m sorry, Sabine.”
“I know plenty of ways you can make it up to me,” she teases. Her pink tongue darts out to flick across the top of my thumb, where it hovers below her lip.
“Do tell, Omega.” I guide her backward until her knees hit the edge of my bed.
She drags her nails over my t-shirt, tugging at the collar to pull me closer. Feather-soft lips brush over mine as she speaks. “You can start by getting on your knees and eating my pussy until I’ve had my fill.”
My cock jerks hard in my jeans, arousal flaring up my spine and consuming my body. The connection blaring between us is an inferno whipping around and driving us to madness.
Dancing my fingers over the sliver of her stomach showing beneath her shirt, I press my lips to hers.
Slow and sweet, I savor her. “I’ll gladly get on my knees for you, Omega.
When you are mindless with pleasure, so overstimulated it hurts, I’ll bend you over and rut into your soaked pussy until I’ve had my fill.
Even then, it won’t end. You’ll take my knot and my cum, because we both know you need it.
Need my scent on your skin and the feel of me buried between your thighs. ”
Bea whimpers, a small burst of her faint perfume slowly tickling through my senses. She drives me to the edge of ferality. A place so wild my carefully mastered control threatens to snap.
“And your bite.”
My hand stills on her stomach. Her words resonate through my mind, but I can’t seem to make sense of them.
“Claim me, Alpha.”
That tether? The restraint keeping my roughest edges at bay? It shatters.
Her shirt is ripped over her head and tossed to the floor, bralette quickly following. My knees hit the hardwood floor hard enough to jar me, but I ignore the bite of pain as I slide her shorts down her thick, sun-kissed thighs.
Slick makes her skin glisten. A beacon guiding my tongue between her folds and into her entrance so I can lap up her sweet, tart flavor. One leg lifts onto my shoulder, opening her up to me, and long fingers dig into my hair, tugging and pulling me closer.
I lose myself between her thighs. Content to survive on nothing but my Omega’s slick until the end of time.
There isn’t an inch of her I don’t relish. The lips of her pussy, the warm, tight grip of her walls around my tongue, and her ass. Every inch of her is mine to feast upon.
Two fingers press into her core, crooking to tease the pleasure spot deep within. Her reaction is immediate. Nails digging into my scalp, and walls clamping down.
“Fates, yes. More.”
The sound of her begging, voice breathless and coarse with desire, has me reaching down to palm my cock. Easing the raw need threatening to consume me.
I fuck her with two fingers, then three, then four. She takes them all beautifully. Falling apart before I touch her clit. Her knees tremble, so I gently push her onto her back on the bed, not letting up with the insistent thrusts of my fingers.
Leaning my cheek against her thigh, I take deep breaths to replenish my aching lungs. My eyes train on the way she stretches around me, still mindlessly clinging to me and begging for more.
Leaning forward, I suck on her clit, reveling in the drawn-out shriek that escapes her lips as she scrambles against me. I clench my hand into a fist and work it into her tight pussy, stretching her farther than any of our knots ever could.
“S-shiloh,” she sobs, back bowing off the mattress. “It’s too much. I can’t-”
“You can.” My words are a promise, a small touch of comfort as I push her to her limits. When she convulses around my fist, her release squirting all over my shirt, I sink my teeth into her thigh, right above the scar from her missing scent gland.
Bea’s scream echoes through my bedroom as she comes. I slow my thrusts, slipping my hand from her abused cunt and laving languid licks over her clit until her orgasm has subsided.
After giving my bite the same attention, I crawl up her body. She’s boneless and sweat-soaked, eyes heavy-lidded with exhaustion. A smirk twists my lips as I kiss her, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
Stepping off the bed, I strip in record time. My Omega laughs when I flip her onto her stomach, moving to straddle her thighs. Inching one of her legs up, I glide the head of my cock through her folds. She’s drenched in slick and cum, each pass making obscene wet noises.
“Now it’s my turn, Omega.” Her ass raises slightly, wordlessly asking me to finally sink inside of her.
I oblige, head falling back as I feel her warmth surround my overly sensitive dick.
Hands grip her ass, spreading her open so I can watch as she swallows my length.
I take it slow. Inch by inch, so that she can feel all of me.
When my hips are flush with her ass, I bring my palm down hard on the flesh, watching it bounce and turn pink from the sting. Bea keens, gripping me tighter and flooding with more slick. I repeat the motion on the other side back and forth until she’s whimpering and writhing beneath me.
The first harsh thrust has us both moaning. I can’t hold back now. Burning with the desire to breed and knot my mate. To mark her inside and out, guaranteeing her other mates will smell me on her for days.
“This is my pussy,” I grunt, rutting into her like a savage beast. “Mine to play with. To fill with my cum.”
Grabbing her waist, I pull her harder against me. Using my full strength to push my cock deeper into her cunt. So deep, I know I must be bruising her cervix.
Bea’s words are incoherent. Drowned out by desperate gasps and mewls. Her body is pliant, worn out from the number of orgasms I’ve pulled from her.
“Please, Alpha!”
A haze takes over, rut falling on me unexpectedly as I take her. Minutes, hours, I cannot be sure how much time has passed or how often my knot has swollen, locking us together. My bed is a mess of cum, slick, and sweat.
I’m lying on my back when it fades. Bea stretched across my chest and fast asleep. Sighing, I wait for my knot to release and gently carry her from the bed to my bathroom. She doesn’t stir when I take us both into the shower. Too exhausted from the way I’ve used her body.
Wrapped beneath fresh sheets, I’m tempted to slip myself inside of her. To let her sleep on my cock. It’s only the swollen, red state of her pussy that stops me. Her heat will strike soon. I don’t want to push her too hard when she’ll be taking our cocks on repeat for days.
Sleep falls over me. A peaceful, blissed-out thing. No nightmares plague me. No anxiety woke me in the early hours of the morning.
With my Omega in my arms and her mark on my throat, I feel whole. Content. Like this is the moment Fate was waiting to grant me a reprieve from the stress of this world.