Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
Iam so wet.
My slick has been seeping from my core since the moment I straddled Ezra’s enormous thigh. But since he lifted me into his arms and carried me upstairs, I’ve been gushing.
In the back of my mind, I make mental notes of where all the animals are in the house, go over if any of them will need my attention soon, when Ezra breaks my concentration.
“Which room is yours?”
Oh, right. He’s never been up here before.
“That one.” I point to the door at the end of the hall, and we’re on the move again, heading toward it. He leans to twist the knob and swing the door open, kicking it closed behind us, his heavy steps softened by the carpet.
He sits me on the edge of the mattress, steps back, and just…
looks at me. His light green eyes are ablaze as they roam along my frame.
A flare of self-consciousness lights in my chest, but Ezra leans down and pulls off his boots, setting them beside the nightstand.
Then he removes his hat and hangs it on the post of the headboard, and returns to where he was standing before.
His jeans are already strained to the limit by his thighs, but his cock is so hard, and so fucking huge, it looks like it could push its way through the fabric. I’m fascinated and scared all at once.
Then, he unbuttons his shirt, removes the blue fabric, and lets it fall to the floor, revealing a white tee beneath.
I’m absolutely enraptured by his every move as he crosses his arms in front of him, grips the hem of his shirt, and pulls it up over his torso and head before it joins his button-down on the floor.
And… I don’t even know how to process the masterpiece that is Ezra’s body.
Above the waistband of his jeans, veins pop, and on either side, his hip bones protrude in a V, begging me to lick them.
His abs and obliques ripple with every breath he takes, his pecs are rounded and firm, dark nipples small against his sun-kissed, hairless skin.
My Alpha man-scapes, and right now, as I stare at his glorious form, completely unobscured, I am so glad he does.
His arms are large, biceps bulging as he lifts his hands to smooth his blond hair back.
I don’t realize I’m whining, but I hear it now as it grows louder.
“I’m going to take care of my Omega.” He says the words as his fingers unbutton and pull down the zipper of his fly.
His whole body bends as he pushes his jeans down his rippling legs, then kicks them off, rising to his enormous height in only a pair of poured-on black briefs, the band of elastic sitting low on his hips.
He comes closer, reaches out a hand, and I take it, letting him pull me to my feet.
When his hands lower to the hem of my tee, I was about to go to sleep in, his fingertips slide beneath it, trailing across my skin slow and gentle.
I gasp on my rising whine when his hands engulf my bare breasts.
A growl rumbles deep in his chest, right in front of my face, as he squeezes them tight, making me moan.
It’s like little electrical shocks come to life beneath my skin.
Ezra pushes my shirt up, and I raise my arms automatically, letting him slide it off my body and drop it to the floor. Then, he crouches down in front of me, his face at my navel, grabs the band of my soaked sweatpants, and slowly pulls them from my hips.
My whine is never-ending now.
He takes the longest inhale I’ve ever heard, through his nose that’s pressed right against my skin, above my aching pussy. My whole body shudders.
Ezra’s hands slide up to my ass, gripping and squeezing, massaging the flesh until my legs begin to spread as I stand before him, his nose still nuzzling my sensitive skin. Then, he kisses the front of my pussy, just above my clit, drawing a cry from me as I look down at him.
Those beautiful, pale eyes roll upward and capture my gaze as he flicks his tongue out and runs it against my tightened nub.
Slick pours out of me as I cry out again, my whole body tightening, pleasure radiating from my pussy through my hips as they gyrate against his mouth. When he hums, the vibrations run through my sensitive flesh, and I think I’m mewling uncontrollably.
It’s then that Ezra, on his knees now, guides me back to the edge of the mattress, grips my hips and perches me there on my ass.
When his hands move to my knees and spread them wide, those glorious lips and tongue dive into my pussy, and I scream, falling onto my back to the mattress below, back bowing.
He man-handles my legs, shoving them up and back until my knees are bent and angled toward my head. He feasts on my clit, licking and nipping, his head shaking side to side vigorously as he sucks me. My slick runs down my ass, and I’m sure I’m making a puddle on the bed, but I don’t care.
All I care about is this feeling, our scents rising and mingling in the air, orange blossoms and chamomile tea, soothing and refreshing at the same time.
The second he slides his fingers inside my pussy, my orgasm hits me like a truck. Stars and lightning turn my vision white, pleasure shoots through my veins, and I’m screaming, body convulsing, hips grinding against Ezra’s face and forcing his thick fingers deeper inside my core.
But it isn’t enough. It will never be enough.
“Fuck me, my Alpha. Knot me. Claim your Omega like you should.”
Ezra’s body stills between my legs, and I panic.
Is he going to run? Does he think this is a mistake?
But I look down at him, and he’s rising to his feet, wiping the slick from his lips with the back of his hand, never taking his eyes off of me. Not even as he lowers his underwear, revealing his massive dick.
It’s absolutely beautiful. A stunning work of art, hard and smooth, the head plump and kissable, the veins straining beneath his flesh.
I sigh with pleasure as I sit up, gripping it with one hand, gently at first. I look up at his face to gauge his reactions, gripping harder, dry-stroking him, leaning in to kiss the precum off the tip of this glorious cock.
Ezra’s lips are parted, his breathing rapid now.
He likes a good squeeze, and he likes when I dip the tip of my tongue into his hole.
Nothing will make me forget that.
When I wrap my lips around the plump head, I realize how big this monster of a dick really is. How far I have to open my mouth to accommodate his girth.
Part of me wonders if I should be worried, but this deeper, darker part of me… I realize how badly I want him to stretch my pussy out, force his cock inside my small entrance, and make me take it. Make it fit.
My breathing becomes shallow, my pussy weeps, and as I look back up into Ezra’s eyes, I swear he knows. He knows what I want in my darkest thoughts.
And he pulls his cock from my mouth, runs his thumb along my lower lip, so soft. But his expression is anything but.
“On your hands and knees.”
A shiver runs through me, thrill overtaking me.
I scramble onto the bed, crawling on all fours, and head toward the headboard.
Wetness runs down the insides of my thighs as the mattress dips behind me, and I feel Ezra approaching.
When he’s right behind my ass, looming over my bent form, he uses his massive thighs to further spread my legs, lowering my body a bit.
His rough palms run along my ass cheeks before there’s a snap, a crack, as his palm slaps my right globe.
A little cry of pleasure escapes me, and it surprises me. I’ve never been spanked before, never fantasized about it. But then, I’ve never fantasized about being stuffed by an oversized cock that could split me in half, either.
Ezra’s palm comes down on my ass again, harder this time, and again, until I’m a panting and whining mess beneath him.
“You like it rough, don’t you, Omega?”
I open my mouth to tell him yes, but instead, a scream of pain and pleasure rips from my throat as he slams his cock all the way to the hilt inside my pussy.
He doesn’t give me even a second to adjust, pulling out and slamming into me again, faster and harder.
My pussy stretches beyond its limits, and there’s a sharp pain, but… I fucking love it.
His cock head is so wide it hits all the right places inside of me, running along my g-spot, slamming his full length right against my cervix, the size of him so overwhelming my screams go silent, and I’m left with my mouth gaping, jaw locked, as he grabs the back of my hair and forces the side of my face into the pillow below.
He holds me there, fucking me hard and fast, grinding me into the mattress, each withdrawal of his cock taking my slick with him.
The pressure between my thighs grows so intense, I begin to bear backward into him, craving him deeper than my body can even accept him, wanting his cock to bring me to another orgasm.
And it does.
My vision goes back around the edges, and this time, I find my voice, screaming so loud I’m vaguely aware of its echo.
When I finally come down from the high Ezra has brought me, he flips over onto his back beside me. Barely able to open my eyes at first, it takes me a moment to move, see that he’s grabbing his dick at the base and stroking it, my slick coating his skin all over his pelvis.
There’s a zing in my clit at the sight.
I want him again.
He’s still ready for me.
And he hasn’t knotted me yet.
As I push up to a kneeling position, Ezra reaches up and grabs his hat from the bedpost and promptly sets it on my head. His eyes are hooded as he looks up at me.
“Come on, cowgirl. Wear my hat while you ride me. See if you can stay on the full eight seconds before you come again.”
There’s playful challenge in his voice and his gaze, and a small smirk plays on his lips.
Challenge accepted.
If my legs will work.
Careful not to lose the hat, I half crawl, half slither my way over to Ezra’s mountain of muscles and straining cock in his fist. When I move to straddle him, he has to help me over his body until I’m straddling his stomach, his cock settled between my ass cheeks.
“You can do this, baby. You’re gonna earn my knot.” He takes my hand and brings it to his lips, runs the back of it across them, and grazes his teeth along my skin. “You’re gonna earn my mark, too. Aren’t you?”
Something visceral shoots through my body like cannon fire.
Ezra’s knot. His mark.
I want it all.
“Only if I have you, Ezra. Only if you stay and never leave us.”
My voice is raw, from the orgasms, from the emotions welling up inside of me. From the fear that he could run at any time.
I need him. Our pack needs him. The animals certainly need him.
There’s pain in his eyes as he reaches up to my face, his rough fingertips swiping below my eye. It’s then that I feel the wetness on my cheeks.
Another tear drops down from my lower eyelid.
“I’ve never felt the way I do for you for anyone else,” he breathes. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted. This place is all I’ve ever wanted.” He blinks up at me, eyes tight. “I could never leave you behind.”
“If one goes, we all go.”
His head bobs up and down. “Together.”
“Forever.”
Holding the top of Ezra’s hat, I dip down and kiss his lips, tender and slow.
Our breath mingles, our scents rising again as his hands rest on my hips.
I break the kiss because he’s so big, his cock so long, I can’t reach the tip high in the air behind me and still kiss him.
I know Ezra can tell I’m struggling when he angles his cock at my pussy and helps me slide my body back to impale myself on his hard length, a combined sigh between us.
It’s a little easier to take him all in now, and I do it slow, leaning upright now, keeping our gazes locked, except when he can’t help but look down at where we’re joined as my core swallows his cock.
When he’s fully seated in me, I rotate my hips, finding the best angle for me to ride him, until I’m leaning back with my hands on his thighs and gyrating, making the head of his cock rub and bump all the right places inside of me.
Pleasure building, I go faster. And when Ezra starts breathing harder, and his purr begins to vibrate his entire body, I slide up his cock and drop down hard, again and again.
“That’s right, baby. Ride that cock. You’re doing so good.” His voice is rough, and I don’t even trust my own as my body ignites and I’m whining again.
“You gonna make your cowboy come? Bounce on it, Omega. Earn my knot.”
His words spur me on and excite me, and before I even know it, I’m bouncing up and down on his huge dick, letting the head slam into my cervix each time I drop down, watching his breathing become rougher and ragged. Then his fingers are on my clit, pressing hard, pinching my nub, and I’m done for.
The scream rips through me before I even register the sheer pleasure coursing through my veins, and then Ezra is crying out, too, pumping me from below as streams of his seed shoot into my core, his cock twitching with each release.
He roars and rears up, his mouth sealing against the flesh of my left breast just before his teeth sink in, drawing another wave of endless pleasure from my body.
My teeth begin to ache, growing inside my mouth until, with a hiss, I clamp down on his left shoulder, right above where his arm meets it.
His blood flows into my mouth as my body twitches with aftershocks of my orgasm.
Ezra’s blood is sweet to my taste buds, as it should be between mates. And my soul sings as his knot inflates inside of me, locking us together.
Not just for tonight, but forever.