Chapter 22 #3
Soothing pheromones dueled against the seductive ones, causing Elm’s head to spin. He couldn’t tell what he wanted anymore. His body craved the alpha, but his mind…His mind was certain there were reasons Elm should keep resisting.
Reasons…
Were reasons really all that important?
It was just sex.
Scarier than any other time, sure, but sex all the same.
Elm could do sex. Was good at it.
It was fine.
This was fine.
This was—
“Conceding defeat?” Levi chuckled when Elm’s eyes narrowed.
He gyrated his hips, grinning when Elm’s head tipped back, exposing the line of his throat.
His mouth found his pulse point and started licking and sucking, and at the same time, he began to rut properly, driving his cock in and out of Elm’s body with a force that had stars exploding in Elm’s vision, spots winking in and out as his depths were plundered with a ferocity he wasn’t accustomed to.
There was pain with the pleasure, even after all the care the alpha had taken to prepare him, but he sort of welcomed the dull sting, riding the waves as they crashed over him, one after the other.
His nails, buried in the alpha’s shoulders up to this point, loosened, hands sliding to hold onto him as Levi fucked him aggressively against the hard surface of the floor.
“Look at me,” Levi commanded, growling low when Elm struggled to process the words. He caught his chin and made him focus, silver eyes swirling, voice steady despite the thrusts he kept delivering. “You’ll watch as you’re taken by your alpha. I want to see your expression as I wreck you.”
Elm groaned, the sound going high pitched and turning to a wail when the alpha altered the angle and began spearing through him with short, deep thrusts that kept the majority of his length in that spot so far inside of him, Elm hadn’t been aware of its existence up until now.
“Call my name.” The Leviathan stared him down, seemingly unblinking and nowhere near as affected and messed up as Elm felt. That poise he’d momentarily lost downstairs had returned, his touches measured, movements pointed and deliberate.
When Elm was in heat, he was completely gone to the world, but the alpha appeared to know exactly who and what he was doing.
Levi’s fingers dug in bruisingly, and Elm took the hint.
“Alpha.” He cried out when that cock was dragged all the way out of him to the tip and then slammed back in at full force. “Levi! Levi!”
“You know who I am?”
“Yes!” What kind of ridiculous question was that?! “Alpha, please!”
Elm’s balls drew up, that familiar pressure built to an almost boil. He fought against it, but he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
“Who do you belong to, omega?”
Something about that sounded wrong enough to snap him partially out of it, and Elm frowned, shoving against Levi’s chest in one last attempt to break free.
For his efforts, he found himself flattened onto his stomach a second time, only empty long enough for him to suck in a breath before that cock found him again and impaled him in one brutal thrust.
The alpha fucked him hard enough to make Elm’s teeth chatter, one palm on the back of his head, keeping his cheek on the floor, the other pressing onto Elm’s right shoulder, preventing him from being able to avoid even a centimeter of that furiously pistoning cock.
Levi waited until he’d turned Elm into a sobbing mess, then he leaned in close, lips brushing against the curve of his ear, and repeated the question in the same, terrifyingly steady tone. “Who do you belong to, omega?”
“You!” Elm was willing to say anything to make it stop. To find release.
Levi nipped at his jaw. “Come.”
His body exploded, dick spurting beneath him, balls emptying as his ass tightened around the hot rod of steel fucking him raw.
Levi orgasmed soon after, giving one final thrust and settling with his thick crown pressed against that deep, unsettling place within Elm. His come bathed his insides, creating another sense of heat that Elm moaned around.
Elm tensed when he felt the pressure of his knot, hissed when it blew him open, wider than any of the toys or past lovers had even come close to.
He was so focused on the sensation, so worried about tearing, that he didn’t notice when the alpha rearranged his head and his shoulder, exposing the tender flesh between the two.
The bite happened quickly.
Levi struck faster than Elm could process, teeth buried in that spot at the base of his neck, the place meant to be left unmarred. He clamped down his jaws, breaking through skin, growling when Elm screamed and jerked.
The knot completed its insertion, locking the two of them together, even as the alpha’s teeth clung and held through Elm’s sobs and struggles.
Another orgasm snuck up on him and Elm came again, crying out, soaring into that blissful state of being one could only achieve from the best fucking of their life. There was something else there, brushing against his mind, coaxing him to reach out for it.
Elm didn’t know any better. Following instinct, he opened himself up to it.
And accepted the bite.
And the alpha that came with it.