19. Jeremy #2
“What the hell’s wrong with them?” I muse, accidentally speaking out loud.
She slaps the foil packet from my hand. “I want you bare.”
My stomach flip flops. “All right, whatever you want, darlin’.”
Her defiance is so adorable, but that desire is burning out of control. And I’m here for it.
To appease her, I slip one pert nipple between my teeth. She gasps and presses herself closer, riding my groin vigorously.
When I come up for air, I lift her by the legs and line myself up. She’s feisty now, the heat urges controlling her body. My tip nudges inside her pussy and catches, her tight channel not quite ready for my girth.
Willow wraps her arms around my neck and seals her lips to mine before dropping her ass down. I groan as she swallows my cock in her pretty pussy, and whenever it sticks fast, she bounces, creating a storm of sensation in my core.
Takes every bit of self-control I have not to grab her hips and thrust up deep inside her. But Willow does the job herself. She lifts her hips, balances, and drops, panting and moaning as she sates herself on my heated cock.
I’ve never appreciated my size more than when she orgasms just from the fit.
I laugh in delight, massaging her lower back. “Such a good girl,” I say. “Taking what you want from your alpha. I’m impressed.”
Tremors run through her hands and tears puddle in her eyes, turning the blue skies within to rainstorms.
“Oh, honey.” I purr, holding her against my chest. “If you’re like this already, how will you go with my knot?”
Her breath catches. “More,” she husks out. “Show me more. Shit, I’m so thirsty, alpha.”
I tip our joined bodies over and reach for the water bottle.
Willow knocks my hand aside. “Not that.”
I chuckle. “I know, my darlin’. But I’m about to put you through your paces, and I need you nice and hydrated. Okay?”
She lets out a soft mewl and falls back against the bed rim.
I pack towels either side of her and pour water into her mouth, letting it flow over her face and down her chest as well. Capping the bottle, I massage the water in big circles over her breasts and belly before gripping her hips and thrusting.
Her eyes widen and she grabs the mattress, arms outstretched and her perfect breasts arching toward me.
“That’s it, hold on.” I dig my hands into her waist and thrust hard. Glancing down, I watch as my cock slides deeper into her, three quarters in. We’ve a way to go before I work that engorged knot inside.
Willow moans and thrashes with pleasure but I’m done taking things slow.
I need her, I need my release. Everything about her calls to me and I want to stamp myself on her insides.
I drive deep and pull back, each time working in a little deeper.
Her slick froths around my cock and drips onto my balls, the scent stronger than any diffuser.
A deep, burning need to make her mine bubbles up in my chest. I eye her neck, fantasizing about sinking my teeth into her and activating the alpha bond.
Wouldn’t that be something? To feel her pleasure inside my own heart.
But not her lovely neck. No, here, on her thigh, buried in these scars that haunt her.
Let them become something she loves, together.
Or maybe on her dominant hand where she’ll see it every time she reaches for something.
Shit, am I really daydreaming about bonding this omega? Maybe I might need that mouth guard tucked in my bag. I thrust harder, chasing away the forbidden desire. After a few more rocking movements, my knot finally bumps into her ass cheeks.
“Fuck, Willow,” I purr, gazing down at her.
She gapes, hardly able to breathe and twitching all over. So fucking gorgeous.
“Ready to come for me again, darling’? Because I need to see your face when you do.”
Her soft yellow lashes flutter seductively, lips trembling around every breath. I did this. I turned this angel into a pulsing beacon of pleasure. With a soft groan, I bend until I can kiss those perfect lips and suck the damp air from her lungs. Joining us in harmony.
Willow’s heels dig into my leg and when I stroke her feet, her toes curl up.
She just loves to be touched, I feel it in my bones.
Reaching between us, I hunt down her clitoris and rub my thumb over it.
She arches off the bed. With a growl, I drive my cock deep inside her, holding her by one leg to keep her from sliding away.
Mine. My omega to pleasure.
Even if it’s just for this one precious heat.
A delicate scream explodes from her mouth, and her pussy grips me tight. So tight, literally squeezing my cock. I gape, my mouth falling open as the sensation tugs all through my chest and up into my throat. With a heady ignition, my balls tighten and release in a rush.
My body pulses against hers, and our cries mingle with the soundtrack to create a new song.
But it’s still not enough. With a roar, I drive deeper, determined to give her everything.
My knot catches, teeters, and slips inside her, trapping our shared cum.
Tears prick at my eyes as we finally lock together, alpha and omega, just as we were designed.
Willow shudders and cries out, gripping me wherever she can reach. The broken noises and sweet pressure pulls a second orgasm through me and I lean over her, gasping and swearing under my breath. I’ve never felt anything so powerful, so life changing.
The woman in my arms lets out a long moan and a moment later she goes limp.
I balance over her lovely form to catch my wind, before drying sweat and water off her with a towel.
A quick temperature check reveals her numbers have come down slightly, which is a good sign.
After moisturizing her lips and pulling that favorite rainbow blanket out of the bedding, I roll us onto our sides, cradling her in my arms.
I didn’t think I was tired, but the depth of sensations left me weak. My lids sink closed and I drift off, my omega’s soft breaths ghosting my skin.
I never want her heat to end. Because when it does, my heart might break.