Chapter 6
Six
MARCUS
She’s a virgin.
My cock is still spurting lazy strings of cum onto the sand as I kneel behind her, greedy hands spreading her ass as wide as I can, just to see her holes clench and pulse.
She doesn’t have one whiff of another male on her, not a single trace of human cock or even a finger.
When I stuck my fingers in her cunt, she damn near sobbed with the stretch of it, her hole milking me like her pussy was starved for cock its entire life. The way her asshole was tight as a knot, never even stretched by her own finger, let alone a cock.
I want to break her open for the pack so bad my balls ache.
She’s beautiful, wide open and spread, thighs trembling, the curves of her ass dusted with sand and droplets of my cum. Her pussy is dripping with slick, the clear liquid bubbling and spilling down her slit in fat, greedy drops.
Her omega slick is so potent and thick. The smell of her horny pussy is so strong, it makes my head spin and my cock pulse back to full erection before the last orgasm has even faded.
I hold her open and watch her center bead up with need.
Every inch of her is hungry.
I want to bury my face in her pussy, taste her until she’s clawing the golf cart and howling my name. Without thinking, I dive right in, pushing my tongue deep inside her pussy and feast like it’s the only meal I’ll ever get.
“Marcus, oh my god!” she yells, but she doesn’t pull away. “Oh, my god.”
Fuck, she tastes like heaven.
Her pussy is so wet I can drink from it. I lap at her inner lips, pressing my nose right up against her clit so my beard scratches the top of her slit. She shudders, gasping, the sound equal parts humiliation and desperate need.
The more I tongue her, the more she leaks for me. Her omega juice runs down my chin, soaking my beard, dripping to the sand.
I push her thighs further apart, holding her steady as she tries to squirm away now. My hands leave red marks on her ass where I grip her, but she needs it. She likes it. Her scent gets even stronger when I manhandle her, like she’s begging me to go harder, rougher, deeper.
“I need…” she gasps.
“Need what?” I grunt, tongue-fucking her, but not all the way in, until she clenches on me.
She lets out a broken moan, hips rocking into my mouth. I can feel her clit swelling, begging for attention. I flick it with my tongue, fast and firm, just the way omegas crave. She sobs, high and needy, and the sound goes straight to my balls.
“That’s it, baby,” I growl, pulling back just enough to talk. “Show me how bad you want it. Rub your cunt on my face if you’re so fucking desperate.”
She obeys before she even realizes she’s doing it, grinding her soaked pussy against my mouth, smearing her slick all over my lips and beard. She’s panting now, tiny whines and yelps, every inch of her focused on chasing that orgasm I’m keeping just out of reach.
I suck her clit between my lips, and she jerks. I chuckle into her cunt, loving the way she loses every last scrap of dignity for me.
Nobody’s around for miles. Ryker told me to bring her back, not to eat her out on the golf path like a fucking animal, but I couldn’t stop myself if I tried.
She’s our omega, and she’s going to get used to pleasing all of us.
Seconds away from coming, her thighs tremble and her pussy spasms around nothing. I want to see what she tastes like when she goes over the edge. But first, I need to taste her everywhere.
I drag my tongue up from her pussy to her asshole, slow and filthy, never losing contact. She goes absolutely rigid, muscles clamping down, her whole body shaking with the shock of it.
“No, not there, please,” she gasps, embarrassed, but it’s all for show.
I can smell the truth in her scent.
Her asshole is so tight and pink, the little ring twitching for me, begging for more attention. I flatten my tongue and lick it, savoring the taste. She’s clean, salty, and a little tang of my own cum mixed in from her underwear. I spit on her hole and watch it glisten in the moonlight.
“You’re going to take a knot here someday,” I tell her, licking slow circles around her rim. “You ever had anything in this hole, omega?”
She whines, shaking her head furiously, face pressed to the vinyl seat of the golf cart. “No. Never.”
“Didn’t think so. You’re going to love it.” I spread her cheeks wider and tongue her asshole, slipping the tip in just a little, just enough to make her squeal.
She goes wild, trying to crawl forward and escape, but I just grab her hips and hold her down.
“Oh god. It feels so good,” she moans, covering her face with a hand from embarrassment.
I fuck her ass with my tongue until she’s sobbing, her cunt leaking all over the cart. Every time I pull back, her hole closes tight like it’s never been stretched. The thought of being the first one inside her here makes my cock throb painfully.
I pull my tongue free, give her ass a sharp slap, and watch the flesh jiggle. “You’re going to be a fucking mess when I’m done with you. But you’ll thank me. Omegas need this.”
She’s barely conscious, drooling against the seat, her pussy so wet it’s dripping on the ground. I put my mouth back on her clit and suck hard, knowing she’s seconds from coming.
“Do you want to cum?” I ask her, voice rough. “You need it, don’t you? You need to cum for your alpha.”
“Yes,” she moans, desperately. “Please, Alpha.”
That’s all I need to hear.
I tongue her clit, hard and relentless, fingers digging into her hips to keep her still.
Her whole body locks up, and then she lets out muffled screams. Her pussy clenches and squirts, slick shooting out in a messy gush, coating my mouth and chin.
She’s never orgasmed like this before; I can taste the shock, fear, and pure fucking relief in every drop.
I don’t stop until she’s whimpering sobs, collapsing forward, her legs refusing to work. I lap up every bit of her slick, licking her cunt clean, then gently nuzzle her asshole one last time, just to remind her it’s mine.
She’s trembling, so fucked out she can’t move, breath coming in shudders.
I massage her ass cheeks, kneading them, then pick up her ruined panties from around her knees. I stuff them between her pussy lips, making sure they soak up all my leftover cum, then pull them back up over her ass, careful to wedge the fabric between her holes so my scent stays on her for hours.
Then I hoist her over my shoulder, carry her like a prize kill, and start the long walk back to the pack mansion.
She’s limp and silent, arms dangling, head lolling against my back. I can feel her pussy leaking through the thin cotton of her panties, soaking into my shirt. I savor the scent, the way my balls still ache to fill her with a real knot.
She’ll get my knot soon. She’ll get everything.
By the time I get back, the kitchen lights are blazing, and the rest of the pack is crowded around the island. Ryker, Rex, Lorenzo, and even Alaric with his perpetually pissed-off face. They all look up at once when I step inside, the air instantly thick with alpha tension.
Anya is barely conscious, but as soon as her feet touch the ground, she straightens and glares at every last one of them. Her hair is wild, but her eyes are pure fire.
“Anya?” says Ryker. “Are you okay? Where did you go?”
“Don’t say a word to me,” she snaps, her voice hoarse but strong. “I’m going to my room, and I don’t want to see any of your faces for the rest of the night.”
She stalks out, ass swaying, panties still jammed up her crack with her dress still hiked above her ass. We all stare after her like we’re hypnotized.
Fuck, she’s so cute.
I can’t wait to mark her.
“What the fuck did you do?” Ryker demands, rounding on me. “Why is Anya upset?”
I lick my lips and smile. “I brought her home, just like you asked.”
“Did you knot her?” asks Alaric calmly.
“Not yet,” I say, thinking of how tight her pussy felt around my tongue, how her ass clamped down on me like a trap. “But soon. I only got a taste. She’s a virgin, you know.”
“Oh wow, she’s really meant for us then,” says Rex, letting out a whistle.
“Fucking amazing,” says Lorenzo, shaking his head. “She’ll be our first omega, and we will be the first pack she will ever be with.”
“We need to take it easy for her first time,” says Ryker, sighing as he rubs his forehead. “And protect her from the other alphas on this resort.”
“They wouldn’t dare go near our omega,” I growl, getting upset at the thought of any other male looking at her, let alone touching her. “I will personally boot them off Wolf Isle and straight into the fucking ocean.”
I can still taste her on my tongue, sweet and ripe and perfect.
I head to the bathroom, rip off my pants, and stroke my cock while the scent of her drives me insane. Next time, I’ll take her virginity. Next time I’ll knot her and keep her so full of cum she can’t even walk.
But for now, I close my eyes and remember the way she came for me.
The way she whimpered for release. The way she tasted, like she was made just for me. And I come again, hard, imagining her screaming my name as my knot fills her ass.