Chapter 4 #2
“Silver Lightning,” Sal said with a frown, staring at the bottle. He turned it around, looking for some sort of instructions that would tell him what it was and what it did. Then he stopped, his eyes went wide, and he glanced at me. “No!”
“Yes!” I said with a giggle. “I’ve been working with the lab since they developed Heat Lightning to come up with a formula that will work on omegas who have already gone through omegapause.”
Sal’s jaw dropped. “You mean this—these pills—are for omegas who are past the change?”
I nodded, cheekily plucking the bottle from his hands. “Wanna give it a try?” I asked, fixing him with my most sultry look.
I could feel a huge YES from him through the bond, but it immediately settled, and he frowned. “What about your head?” he asked. “Are you sure we should?”
I turned serious for a second, setting the bottle down and taking Sal’s hands.
“Honestly, my head is fine, but after the day I’ve just had, I really need you.
Not just for a kiss and a cuddle. I need to feel like I’m yours, you own me, and you will take care of me and protect me from anything that might harm me. ”
Sal growled and tugged me up against him. “I need that, too,” he said. He bent down to kiss me hard, then came up for air and said, “Go take one of these pills, omega. Then I want you on your back with your legs in the air and that sweet hole of yours dripping.”
I bit my lip to stop myself from giggling.
Sal used to talk to me that way all the time when we were young and rampant.
That’s how we’d ended up with so many kids, after all.
I loved it, and even though we were still as active as any couple our age, maybe even more so, I loved feeling all the feelings my alpha gave me.
I grabbed the pill bottle and headed into the en suite to prepare for the fun and games ahead.
That involved taking a pill, then peeling the bandage off my head, checking to make sure the abrasion was healing—it was—and then quickly washing up and dabbing a bit of the scent-enhancing pheromone cologne that the B&M labs had also invented a few years ago on my pulse points.
By the time I exited the bathroom wearing nothing but the silk robe I’d tucked away in the bathroom closet earlier, Sal already had the bed turned down, the lights dimmed, and at least a dozen candles lit around the room.
He was also stark naked and handling his cock, which was hard and thick, its tip flared and flushed in anticipation.
The sight of him still looking so virile after all these years made it difficult for me to breathe.
I went hard in an instant, too, but better than that, my hole twitched as it dilated with the effects of heat, and slick like I hadn’t felt for half a dozen years at least spilled out of me, running down my thighs.
“Merry Christmas to me,” I said breathlessly, walking awkwardly across the room to my alpha as more slick gushed.
Sal breathed in a deep breath as I reached him. “Fuck, I can smell how effective those pills are.”
“Research dollars well-spent,” I said, placing my hands on his broad chest and running them up and down through his salt and pepper chest hair. “Whoo! It’s as strong as my heat waves ever were,” I said, growing more and more restless by the second.
I hadn’t gone through heat in over five years, but it all came rushing back to me as the Silver Lightning took effect.
My body felt like it was waking up again after a long sleep.
My insides adjusted as if I was primed and ready to make another baby, although pregnancy was impossible from an induced heat.
I would still get all the benefits of penetration into that part of my body, though, and just knowing that had me panting and yearning for as much of my alpha’s cum on and inside of me as I could get.
“I can feel the way it’s making you feel,” Sal growled, grabbing the front of my robe. “And that’s making me as hungry for it as ever.”
“I know,” I said, shivering with the need to be claimed by my alpha. “I feel what you feel.”
“Bonds are fucking great,” Sal said.
That was the last thing he said before he tugged me up against him and slammed his mouth over mine.
It was a definite sign that my head bump was nothing to worry about that I didn’t feel any lingering pain or worry from that part of my body.
The only pain I felt was the urgency to have my alpha throw me onto our bed, manhandle me into the omega mating position, and fuck his way straight up into my womb.
There were things I wanted before that, though.
I stepped back from Sal, catching my breath, then sank to my knees with surprising grace, considering I wasn’t as nimble as I’d once been. “Come to Papa, big boy,” I purred at him as I stroked my hands up his thighs.
Sal grunted and shifted his hips forward.
I cupped his swelling balls with one hand and closed my other around the base of his cock so I could hold it out.
With a cheeky look up at him, I licked its length, and because the induced heat made my need for him feel like a blaring siren within me, I teased my lips around his leaking tip before sucking him into my mouth.
My alpha’s taste was so familiar and so good that I groaned as I worked and bobbed on him. I liked to suck on him when we were being frisky anyhow, but I’d forgotten how wonderful it was to have heat make my gag reflex all but disappear.
Sal liked it, too. He fisted a handful of my hair on the side of my head that hadn’t been bumped and held me so that he could take over, thrusting deep into my throat like he couldn’t help himself.
He literally couldn’t, if the induced heat hormones were having the same effect on him as they were on me.
He needed to spill his seed as badly as I needed to bathe in it.
I was beginning to run out of breath by the time he started coming.
He made a deep, ferocious sound as his cum hit the back of my throat.
I swallowed greedily, but that wasn’t enough and we both knew it.
So he pulled out, leaving me gaping and gasping for breath, and rubbed out the last few, copious spurts of his orgasm all over my face.
“Beautiful,” he gasped, though the fire in his eyes made it clear his pleasure wasn’t over, it was just crossing the first hurdle. “Always so beautiful.”
“My alpha,” I panted in return.
Sal growled and scooped me up, twisting as he did so he could spread me out over the bed on my back. He tore at the belt loosely holding my robe closed, then pushed the two sides apart to expose my body to him completely.
I wasn’t the nubile college kid that had first fallen in love with him.
I’d gained weight here and there, and I had stretch marks across my abdomen and around my pecs from bearing and nursing five babies.
A lot of people would have considered those things undesirable flaws, but Sal ate up the sight of me like I was some hot young porn star flaunting his most fuckable characteristics.
“My omega,” he said, dropping to his knees beside the bed. “Mine.”
He pushed my thighs up then yanked me to the edge of the bed.
I caught my legs under my knees and held myself wide, wide open for him.
I was gushing slick at that point like I hadn’t for ages, and the only thing that kept me from thrashing wildly with the need to be fucked and knotted by my alpha was the iron grip I kept on my legs.
Sal was like a man possessed as he gripped my ass, pulling my cheeks apart and tilting my hips up so he could dive into me.
He raked his tongue across my twitching hole, causing me to cry out with the pleasure that gave me, then made me cry out even more by thrusting his tongue into me.
Better still, I could feel the wild enjoyment it gave him to slurp and swallow my slick and to taste the most forbidden parts of me.
The bond allowed us to feed each other with an ever-increasing loop of shared pleasure.
“Fuck. Need you,” he growled after a few minutes of that, then muscled himself clumsily to stand.
His cock protruded eagerly from his still-svelte body. I’d forgotten how heat hormones gave an omega a distorted perception of their alpha’s cock. It seemed absolutely enormous to me, and I started to weep and shake with the need to have the whole thing deep, deep inside of me.
Sal didn’t make me wait. He climbed over me, adjusting accordingly, lined up, and pushed inside.
We both cried out at the sensation of our bodies joining.
I was so wet with slick that he slid straight up inside of my highly sensitive birth canal, igniting about a million nerve-endings, all of which were designed to give me insane levels of pleasure.
That’s exactly what I got. I went a little feral, wrapping my legs around him, grabbing tightly to whatever part of him I could, and jerking in response to his thrusts to help him get deeper and deeper in me. If my head bump still hurt, I didn’t feel it at all.
“Yes, alpha, yes!” I screamed when his tip started slamming up against the tightly closed mouth of my womb. That was an incredible sensation that I’d missed so much, too.
Better still, whether it was the Silver Lightning or our bond or the fact that we both absolutely loved fucking each other, my womb opened right up, sucking him inside and clamping down tightly around his tip to hold him there.
Sal let out a loud string of curses and started bucking in me as he came, spilling what felt like gallons of cum into me.
It was more than just the physical process, though.
In a blast of pleasure and light that few couples ever experienced, our souls felt like they fused together, drenched in pleasure.
It would have been an out-of-body experience, except that the only place I wanted to be was in my body.
The breeding orgasm went on and on, giving me the sensation that my entire existence was for the purpose of feeling this union in bliss with my alpha mate.
I could tell he felt the same overwhelming pleasure himself.
His knot swelled, and we were doubly locked together.
That didn’t stop either of us from continuing to move.
The tiniest bit of friction kept our combined orgasm going and going until I lost all track of space and time.
As with all things, it eventually ebbed and ended. Sal and I were left breathless and sparkling. I’d missed being joined by his knot so much that I squeezed my body, wanting to hold onto him forever.
“I love you so much,” I managed as soon as I could form words.
“Not as much as I love you,” Sal said, holding me tight.
We’d shifted to our sides at some point, and for the next five or so minutes, we strained and thrust and jerked, milking as many aftershock orgasms from each other as we could.
It turned into a silly game after the first few, and by the time Sal’s knot went down and we slipped apart, the two of us were laughing like kids.
“Some Christmas present, eh?” I gasped after yet another fluttering orgasm.
“I’ll say,” Sal panted. He waited to catch his breath for a few more seconds, then grew a little more serious as he said, “I’m sorry if I haven’t been the alpha you need.”
My brows flew up and I stared at him. “Sal,” I said, stroking the side of his face. “Whatever makes you think that you aren’t exactly the alpha I need and want and love so much?”
Sal shrugged one shoulder. “I dunno. We aren’t as young as we once were.”
“But we’re growing old together,” I said, wrapping myself more tightly around him. “I loved being young with you, but I love being old and crusty with you even more.”
Sal laughed, wiping his hand through the mess on our bodies between us. “We’re definitely crusty.”
I laughed, and then, because I couldn’t help myself, I leaned in to kiss him.
“We’ve had a wonderful life together,” I told him with a smile, “and it isn’t anywhere near its end yet.
We’re going to live to be a hundred, which means our time together hasn’t even reached its halfway mark.
We have so much more to look forward to. ”
“The only thing I ever want to look at is you,” he said, his embrace and feelings turning tender. “You’re my heart and soul, Nick. I really don’t know what I would have done if anything had happened to you today.”
“Fortunately, you don’t have to think about any of that anymore,” I said, settling into him, ready for a quick nap.
I didn’t know if Silver Lightning would give me a second heat wave or not, but either way, I wanted to enjoy this cozy afterglow time with my alpha.
“You’ve given me such a wonderful life, Sal,” I sighed, closing my eyes and resting my head against his shoulder.
“You’ve given me children and a purpose.
You’ve loved me so well and supported me in so many things. I’m the luckiest omega in the world.”
“And I’m the luckiest alpha,” Sal said sleepily.
I laughed. I wasn’t the only one who needed a quick nap if we were going to go through the whole thing again. I was so happy to drift off to sleep with my mate, though. He was the best gift anyone could possibly get.