31. Stanton
I sit on the bed and stand her in front of me and hold for a sweet moment as I look at her.
“Are you sure about this?”
She smiles. “I am now.”
As my eyes travel downward, they come to rest on the barely noticeable bump on her body. “Can I touch it?”
She nods with watery eyes.
Holding the hem, I pull the jersey over her head. When it lands on the floor, I flatten my palm over the life that is growing inside of her. Tears sting my eyes. The baby feels like mine, even if it isn’t.
“He wants this baby, you know?” I say, as I meet her eyes once more. “We both do.”
“Both of you?” Grace repeats. “Like a pack?”
Don’t fuck this up, Stanton.
I nervously chew on my lip as I nod.
She shakes her head. “He ignored me at the game. In fact, I’m sure he gave me a dirty look.”
I smile. “You were wearing my name on your body. He hated it.”
“You did it on purpose?” she asks.
“Yes. You’re our omega… And I have to make him hurt to make him feel.”
She blinks hard and nods lightly, like she understands. “Is he yours? I mean, are you and Lucas a thing?”
I laugh out loud. “No fucking way. I don’t want his dick anywhere near mine unless we’re both sliding inside you.”
She presses her legs together. “Ouch.”
“You’ll love it.”
“You sound pretty certain we’ll be together, but you already mentioned his father won’t allow me into his life, and Lucas more or less told me the same thing.”
I sigh. “Unless we all move away to another city. I’m going to suggest it because I know Lucas has been offered a place on a team in Florida.”
“He has?” Her voice is shaky as she watches me nod. But she still tries to pretend she isn’t bothered about him. “I don’t want to talk about it anymore. I want you.”
“Oh, is my omega a little needy?” My voice has a playful tone. I’m in the mood for irking her today. “Do you need your alpha’s dick?”
“It’s just my hormones,” she growls and grabs the hem of my sweater, her fingers scrambling to remove it. “Just remember, this omega is going to dump you when I’ve had the baby.”
I chuckle and she hesitates for a moment, before her hands rush to my belt, unbuckling it as I drag her skirt and panties down her legs. “And you’re not going anywhere. Your two alphas are going to treasure you for the rest of your life.”
She purrs, liking the sound of my words, despite what she says.
I stand and pick her up, walking her to the bed and sitting her on the edge.
“I feel very...” She glances down at her naked body before her eyes roam over my hand, which is stroking up and down my dick in anticipation. “Defenseless.”
“That’s the way I like you. Rather than running away with your mouth.” I chuckle. I push her until she is flat on her back, my hands resting on either side of her face as my cock plants between her legs.
My eyes travel over her face, waiting for a glimmer of fear... but there’s only lust in her eyes as my dick presses against her clit.
I push off my hands until my feet are firmly on the ground.
“Stay there,” I say when she tries to rise.
I run my hands over her thighs, widening the gap between them, so I can see what’s mine.
I palm my thick length, stroking my hand up and down as I watch her face.
“Do you want me to do that?” she asks.
“Next time,” I say. “This time is all yours.”
I drop to my knees, using both hands as I spread her legs even farther apart. I feast my eyes on her pussy, getting slicker with my gaze, wanting to touch myself again, but I don’t.
I groan, opening her wider with both thumbs and rimming her soaking entrance with my tongue. She hisses. That one sound, one taste, one inhale of her scent, and I know I’m screwed. She’s never getting away from me again.
I swipe my tongue over my lips, tasting her flavor before I dive back in. This time I’m not so gentle. Her back arches off the bed as she grips my hair.
I spin her over so she’s on her stomach with her ass in the air. My fingers spread her cheeks as I lick from her pussy until I reach her asshole.
“Oh, my god.” Her hand reaches back, and she tries to cover her puckered hole. “It’s all mine, Grace. Every fucking inch of you. I’m not taking this ass today. You’re not ready for that.”
She relaxes as I spread her cheeks wider, rimming her ass before I bite her right cheek. “Now you like it,” I say, with a chuckle in my tone. “Don’t you?”
I slap her ass when she doesn’t respond.
She moans rather than yelps.
“I love it.” Her voice, raspy, seeped in lust.
I lick with my flattened tongue from her pussy to her asshole. This time, she relaxes into the mattress.
I slide my finger against her clit, circling as her body rises for more before two thick fingers slide from her clit to her entrance and I rim her pussy with just the tips.
My cock is throbbing, wanting to be inside her. “Do you want my dick inside you?”
“Mmm.”
“I want your words now, Grace. I want to know you want me inside you as much as I want to be inside you. Do you want me?”
“Stanton...”
“Grace...” I warn. “I refuse to do anything unless you give your consent.” My body is tense as I wait for her answer.
“I want you to fuck me. I want you to knot me. It’s been so long and I need it.” She pauses for a beat. “I need you.”
Good fucking girl.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard that your pussy and your body will ache for days.”
“I hope so,” she says.
I chuckle. “You’re fucking perfect.”
“Then make me imperfect.” Bucking her hips into my mouth.
I plunge my fingers into her pussy, pumping my fingers in and out of her tight hole.
“Yes... Oh... Stanton...”
“That’s it baby, call my name as you come.”
“Stanton...” Her voice rises an octave. “Stanton.” Another. “Oh, yes...” Her voice disappears into the air.
She climaxes, but my fingers continue working inside her, finding the perfect rhythm to keep her over the edge. When her body finally stops shaking, I remove my fingers before placing them in my mouth and tasting her again.
I slap her ass before I spin her on the bed, crawling over her body, kissing her lips and letting her taste herself on me.
Her legs are already open and ready to take my cock. I hold my dick at the base and slap it on her pussy lips before coating it with her wetness.
“Do you use a vibrator?” I ask, wanting to thrust my dick deep inside her.
“Yes. My friend invents them, and they’re perfect for omega needs,” she moans, still in a state of bliss from her earlier orgasm.
She moans as I slide the crown of my cock inside her.
Her eyes flash to mine. “Are you clean?” I hate she is still concerned about my past.
I think carefully before I speak. “Before you, I only ever fucked betas and never went bare. I promise I’m clean.”
She bites her lip for a moment. The thought of being bare inside of her again sends me almost delirious.
“Please, I promise I’m clean. I get tested as part of my medical.”
“Okay.”
She doesn’t sound convinced and I jump off the bed. “I’ll find some condoms.”
“You haven’t got one on you?”
“Grace, since the day I met you, I’ve never thought of anyone else, never mind touched anyone else. I never had a reason to carry them around anymore.”
“Come here,” she says, curling her finger. “I want you.”
I slam my lips on hers, kissing her like the world is about to end.
I kneel between her legs again, pressing my thumbs against her opening as I stare at her glistening pussy. “So fucking perfect.”
She giggles. “Just fuck me, Stanton. You’re taking too long. I want you to make me feel good.”
My eyes are locked on hers, refusing to blink as I search for an ounce of doubt. “I’ll do that, baby. I’ll make you feel so fucking good you’ll want to present your neck to me. I’ll make you want to keep me forever.” I sound so fucking needy. You’d think I was the omega.
After positioning myself between her thighs, I pull back before I press myself inside her. Inch by inch, stretching her wide with my thick dick as she moans.
I look at where we join. “Look at us.” She is so fucking tight, and I’m desperate to move, but I want her to see us joined. Our bodies as one.
She looks between us, watching my cock slowly move in and out of her. Her eyes fixed on our joined bodies.
I pull back and press forward again, groaning as my cock slides along her velvety walls. Her pussy is like a vice, gripping my cock.
I freeze inside her again. “Look how perfect you are when you’re stretched around my cock.”
“I need your knot.”
“I know you do, baby, not yet. I need to feel you.” Pressing my lips against her as I stare into her eyes, and murmur, “You’re so beautiful.”
Her lashes flutter as she smiles. “And you’re my alpha.” Her words are barely a whisper. My heart batters against my ribs. “And you smell like mine.”
“Fuck Grace, don’t say it if you don’t mean it,” I growl. Not wanting her to say something she’ll regret when she’s not in the throes of passion.
Her watery eyes meet mine. “I’m not. I never told Lucas what his scent was and maybe he left me because…” She swallows and closes her eyes.
“Look at me, baby.” She obeys, opening her beautiful brown eyes and staring at me. “It’s not your fault, and the three of us are going to work it out, okay?”
She nods. I’m so fucking glad she wants him. Now to work on Lucas.
“What’s my scent, baby?” I ask, locking my arms straight before stilling inside her.
She groans. Her eyes flutter open and lock onto my gaze. “Marshmallows, raspberries, chocolate with a dusting of cinnamon. The same as Lucas.”
I swallow as my tears fall onto her cheeks. “Fuck. We really found you. I never thought…”
“You found me. Now kiss me,” she begs.
I kiss her hard on the lips, while thrusting my cock into her faster and harder. Our tongues clash as the kissing becomes as fierce as the fucking.
Tears are rolling down her face. I lick them away but don’t stop thrusting my cock into her fast and hard.
The pressure of her pussy around my cock is so intense, each clench makes me cry out her name. I’m going to come sooner than her and I can’t have that. I lower my hand to where we meet, sweeping her wetness with my thumb before I circle it over her clit.
Between my thrusting and rubbing her clit, it doesn’t take long before her body is shaking underneath me, tightening her grip on my dick. “You’re so fucking tight around my cock. It’s killing me to hold back and to not knot you and blow my load inside you.”
“I want you to knot me. I need to feel all of you.”
I prop up onto my hands, taking my weight off her as I fuck her harder and faster. “Touch your clit,” I say.
Her mouth is open, her eyes heavy-lidded as her hand skates between our bodies.
I lean down and kiss her, before increasing the pace. The moment between us is so intense. I know she’s about to come, but it’s like she’s holding back, waiting for me.
“Come for me, baby. Let me feel you and then I’m going to knot us together, and you’ll be warming my cock for the rest of the night.”
“Stanton…” She closes her eyes and screams my name again… and again.
I push my hips downward on the next thrust, my knot grinds over her clit. “Yes, that’s it, baby. I feel you. Your pussy is pulsating, desperate to milk me.”
I grind again as pleasure washes over me and she explodes and begs, “Knot me!”
I slam against her pussy and press, working myself so far into her that her mouth opens without a sound.
Slamming my lips on hers, I work myself deeper inside her until my knot is inside her and has fused us together.
“Oh... That’s it,” she murmurs. “Keep doing that.” Her hips chase mine, finding a rhythm despite there being no space left to move.
My knot inflates, and I groan against her neck. Smelling the sweet perfume of my omega as my teeth nip at the flesh I need to live.
“Stanton,” she breathes.
I look into her eyes as she nods. “I want to be yours.”
She lifts her chin in the air.
I can’t breathe.
Blood thrashes in my ear as my heart beats wildly against my chest. I don’t ask if she is sure. I don’t because the only thing I want to say is, “I love you.”
She smiles. I press my finger over her lips as I bare my teeth. My hips thrusting back and forth against my knot inside her, and I growl as I come deep inside her and, at the same time, my teeth sink into her throat.
The bond fills immediately as desire, and contentment flows between us.
Only when I stop coming do, I release her neck from my grip. “You’re mine. You’re so fucking mine, Grace.”
She laughs as I lick the wound on her neck. Tasting her blood as well as her sweet perfume.
“Fuck, I’m going to come again.” And I do. “I’m exhausted, but I don’t think this knot is going to deflate.”
She giggles. “Then sleep inside me like you warned me.”
I press my hands on the mattress, either side of her head, and stare at her stunning face. “Are you okay?”
“Better than okay.” She smiles sleepily as I press my lips to hers.
“I love you, Grace. And thank you.”
“There’s nothing to thank me for. I didn’t present my neck because we’re a scent match. I presented it because you make me feel safe.” Her hand strokes over my cheek as she searches my face. “And I love you, Alpha.”
Tears coat my eyes as I press my forehead against hers and give a gentle kiss on her lips.
“I think we need a shower,” she says, smiling against my lips.
“I doubt this knot is going down anytime soon.” Claiming knots are always the hardest to release.
She groans. “Then I’ll stay here and sleep.”
I press another kiss to her lips, feeling her pussy contract around my cock and knot, and loving every second. And I’m not ready for it to end. “You sleep. I’ll wash you when I’m done.”
“You mean, you’re going to fuck me while I sleep?” she asks, narrowing her eyes.
I smile. “I’m going to be fucking you for the rest of your life, baby.”