Chapter 11 #2
It was as if Oliver’s pleading voice physically pulled on my hips. I pushed inside him to the root, and my cockhead met resistance deep in his guts. A soft bundle of flesh cradled the very tip.
Oliver moaned in response, his eyes fluttering shut. “There. I can feel it.”
I rocked my hips, pushing into the spot. Again. “Oliver, baby, it’s too soon. We have time…” Even as I said it, I thrust harder.
“I want it.” A guttural sound tore from his chest. “Fuck me right there. Oh yes. I want it. God, that’s…”
Oliver’s broken words and moans of pleasure were not making it easy for me to hold back. And the push and pull, the changing pressure around my cock, the slippery flesh squeezing me lovingly…
Go slow, you monster!
I wrapped myself around him, caging him in, surrounding him with my arms and legs, as I rocked into him over and over. My cockhead kissed the gate to his womb, and it felt as if the bundle of flesh had grown and sunk lower over the past few hours.
Oliver’s hole clenched harder, pulsating around my cock, and he groaned with a long, mellow climax. His insides loosened further, and I circled my hips before I stilled. Staying as deep inside him as I could, I kissed him.
“We’re making love,” he whispered.
“Yes, baby.”
“This is amazing. I imagined… things… but this…”
“I know. It’s never been like this for me. Ever.”
“I dreamed about you breeding me so many times.”
“It’s only your second wave. But I will. Soon.”
He shifted under me, straining to lift his tail end, so I moved again, giving him short, deep thrusts. My cockhead was in heaven. He was so soft and silky deep inside. The plush mouth in his core suckled on the very tip of my dick.
His moans rose again. “Teddy…”
“Love it when you call me that.”
“Coming again. Harder, please. Fuck me harder.”
I wanted to make love, tenderly and sweetly, like my virgin mate deserved.
But my Oliver was a mature omega, craving my knot and cum.
“Harder, Teddy! Please! I need it harder!”
I couldn’t deny him anything.
I braced myself on the back of his thighs, pushing him into the mattress. Then I pulled out nearly to the tip and thrust back in. I hit the soft gate deep in his hole with force, and Oliver let out a resounding cry of approval.
“Yes! Like that!”
So I did it again. And again.
“God, yes!”
Until suddenly, there was no resistance.
Already?
It had been barely twelve hours since he banged on my door. But the alpha in me had no scruples.
He needs it. Fuck him hard and knock him up.
My cockhead sank into the mouth of his womb, and Oliver grabbed my arms, digging his fingers into my muscles with all his strength. I’d have bruises—I couldn’t care less. I wanted him to mark me.
“Teddy… Oh… Is that…?”
I pulled out and thrust back in. Oliver’s womb squeezed me, spasming around me.
I wasn’t going to last any longer. I was seconds away from pouring my cum into him.
I’d get him pregnant. I’d breed my mate.
Right now.
“Do it!” he screamed.
And I lost it. I bucked into him, pressing my cockhead as deep as it would go, and his inner muscles sucked on it with force. His insides pulled the cum out of me, as if his womb had been starving for it.
The sounds he made weren’t human. He mewled and wailed, his nails pierced my skin, and his eyes flashed with white before he pinned them on me, wide open, his pupils blown.
My knot grew painfully fast, and my balls burst with incredible pleasure. My entire lower body seemed to orgasm.
Oliver’s face slackened with what looked like relief, and his eyes closed.
I fell forward, almost squashing him, before I pressed my elbows into the mattress.
Rocking my hips, I gave him short thrusts, while my cock pulsed over and over, releasing cum in waves.
Oliver’s soft core quivered and tightened, like slippery hands massaging my cock.
The sucking sensation was unrelenting. He was orgasming with his womb, and with each spasm and splash of seed, he sounded more euphoric.
See? He needed it. Give it to him. Give him everything.
People said it was the greatest pleasure an omega could feel. The first breeding. Pride and possessiveness grew inside me, a wave of dark energy and primitive strength.
Knock him up. Breed him good.
I bucked into my little mate, growling like the beast I was.
But he only moaned with ecstasy.
“It’s happening. I feel it.” His voice seemed to be coming from far away. “Kiss me,” he gasped.
Nestled inside him as deep as I could be, my knot pulsating, I pressed my lips to his.
And I felt his relief as mine, the bond like a full circle of energy coursing through our joined bodies.
Our tongues tangled, his womb tightened around my cockhead, and for a few blissful moments, we were flying together.
He slowly relaxed under me and around me, his arms sliding down my sides. His breathing slowed, and when I lifted my head, a lazy smile stretched his lips.
Oliver was always breathtaking to me, but he’d never looked more beautiful than at that moment.
“We did it,” he murmured.
“I love you, baby.” I couldn’t think of anything better to say.
“Love you too. Always have.”
I stayed inside him, locked in his core.
I didn’t move so he could rest, but I felt every tremor, every slight aftershock, even his pulse in my swollen dick.
Ignoring the slight ache in my arms and shoulders, I held myself braced above him so I could study his face.
His smile lingered, his expression perfectly serene, and his pale eyelids took on a faint lavender hue.
Was he falling asleep with my cock in his womb? And why not? He was safe.
My cum was taking root inside him. It was the most natural thing in the world and a miracle at the same time. My Oliver was pregnant.
I wanted to beat my chest in victory.
Oliver looked to be fast asleep when my knot finally deflated. I pulled out of his slack hole, and he stirred, peering up at me.
“Hi, baby.”
He grinned. “Hi.”
I lay by his side, and he held my gaze, as if searching for something. He looked confused, but happy. Then his hand slid to his belly, and his lips parted in surprise.
“We did it, didn’t we?”
“Yes.”
“I remember. But then I fell asleep.”
“Only for a short while.”
Oliver stroked his swollen belly, looked down at it, and shook his head.
“Dammit, Teddy, I’ve been waiting for this for four years.”
“Does it feel good?”
“Amazing. I’m satisfied and horny and so happy all at the same time. It’s incredible.”
“You’re going to have my cub.”
“He’s already in there.” He made a circle with his hand, smiling blissfully.
I put my hand over his, imagining how his belly would grow. “God, Oliver, I want to fuck you like an animal and kiss you head to toe.”
“Both. You can do both.”
I did. I kissed him all over. His nipples, his belly, his cock, his pale ass cheeks, and his loose, leaking hole.
And when his heat wave came, I’d take him on his knees, from behind. My sweet, horny mate would love that. I could still hear him urging me on, pleading Harder, Teddy, please! like he hadn’t been a virgin only a day ago.