Chapter 02 #2
I did. But sitting here so close to him, with his arm wrapped around me, I wasn’t afraid. Well, not too afraid. I didn’t think he’d deliberately hurt me. He seemed… kind, for an alpha. Or maybe it was just his pheromones making me feel safe.
“Yes,” I confirmed, setting my jaw resolutely.
I knew in theory what I was agreeing to, and I wasn’t too sure about this, but Goddess, biology insisted I needed him now.
I flung myself to the ground and presented to him, but to my intense surprise he pulled me back to him, pressing a kiss to my lips.
I… I’d never been kissed before. I didn’t know what to make of it at first, and it distracted me from my pain for a moment.
He licked, and almost unconsciously, I let his tongue slip inside my mouth.
It was warm and probing, and he tasted delicious, earthy and masculine and powerful.
A small shiver of anticipation ran down my spine.
Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.
The kiss distracted me but the spasms were getting worse and I whimpered into the kiss. My head was hot and foggy and I felt like it was going to explode. Through the haze, I felt myself gently lowered to the ground onto my hands and knees. A strong arm supported me around my chest.
“Hurry!” I gasped hoarsely. I would never have dared speak to an alpha like that under normal circumstances, but the hormones were flooding me and I couldn’t stop myself.
I also couldn’t prevent what I did next.
I backed myself up toward him. I felt his hard cock press against my slick-wet hole, but I couldn’t wait for him to move.
I shamelessly thrust myself back onto it with a howl.
Fuck, his cock was enormous! I felt the stretch as he breached me.
I panted heavily as my body adjusted to the intrusion.
He began thrusting, but he was too gentle.
I was too desperate. My heat demanded more.
“Harder! More!” I insisted.
If I hadn’t been so frantic, I would have been horrified with my audacity. And afraid I’d be punished for it. But lust had taken over and I didn’t care about anything except having that hard alpha cock slamming into me, fucking me into the ground. Goddess, it was exactly what I needed.
“Fuck me harder,” I cried.
The unknown alpha strengthened his efforts, repeatedly hammering into my dripping hole.
Warm sweat dripped from him and slid down my neck.
I could hear his grunts above my own groans.
Then he slid a hand beneath me and stroked me once and I came, spurts of ropey cum shooting everywhere, as I sobbed in relief.
He slammed into me a couple more times and then stiffened, groaning as I felt his warmth splash inside me.
Although I was sure he’d come, he seemed to be getting bigger inside me, pushing into the sensitive sides of my tunnel, and then, oh my… the sensation was excruciating… no – it was amazing! The best feeling I’d ever had. But I was so, so sensitive. I whimpered.
“Hush,” said the alpha, soothingly, though he was gasping for breath. “Don’t struggle. I’ve knotted you. We’ll stay like this until it goes down.”
Holding me to his chest, he gently lowered us to the cave floor.
He rolled onto his back so I wasn’t lying on the sodden mat – even though he was!
- and we lay there cuddling, with his arm around me.
I felt good, amazing even. I didn’t even mind being so intimately tied to this strange alpha.
His knot pressing into all the right places inside me felt exquisite and entirely right. I wriggled experimentally… mmm.
I didn’t get to enjoy it for very long though, because almost immediately, I fell asleep, totally exhausted.
*****
If I’d thought that I’d wake to find my heat was over, I was greatly mistaken.
The alpha’s knot must have gone down while we slept, because when I woke, he was gone. I felt a twinge of regret (he was kind of nice, even if he was an alpha), then relief (alphas were scary), then outright panic as I felt the start of another wave of the heat. Where was my alpha???????
Almost as if he had sensed my panic, the alpha appeared at the cave’s entrance. In one hand, he was holding a couple of water bottles and in the other arm, he cradled a large leaf holding a couple of handfuls of berries I didn’t recognize.
“Here, drink this. You must be dehydrated,” he said, handing me one of the water bottles.
I recognized it as one of my own, which he must have taken and refilled somewhere.
The water was fresh and cool, slithering down my parched throat in a soothing stream.
A thin layer of water sloshed along the inside as I dropped the bottle on the ground.
I hadn’t realized how thirsty I was. The alpha placed the other bottle beside the mat.
“That’s for later, you have to stay hydrated,” he said. “Now, eat some of these, you need to keep your strength up.”
I looked doubtfully at the blue and purple spheres.
“What are they?” I asked suspiciously.
“They’re wild berries. I don’t know what they’re called, but they’re safe to eat. They’re good for you.”
When I still looked reluctant, he picked one up and popped it in his mouth and swallowed.
“I lived in the wild a few months, I promise they’re safe. They don’t taste like much, but they’re full of goodness. You’re going to need them. It’s not over yet and you need to refuel your body.”
I could feel the flush of heat take over my body as it got ready for another round. I groaned, in dread.
“It’s okay.” The alpha sat beside me, putting a comforting arm around my shoulders. “This next wave won’t be so bad because we’ll get started sooner, okay? Just eat while you can.”
He picked up a berry and fed it to me. So close to him, I found it hard to worry about anything.
He made me feel warm inside, relaxed. I swallowed the berry.
He fed me another. And another. Obediently, I ate everything he offered me.
When there was still a handful left, he put the leaf with its berries down to the side.
“You can finish those later. You’re about to get hit with a wave.”
I don’t know what he saw that warned him, but he was right.
A moment later a massive cramp spasmed inside me and I crouched over groaning.
Heat flooded my body again, my heart rate went crazy, and I began to sweat profusely.
I felt acutely anxious. My slick, which hadn’t ever completely stopped flowing, started to gush, and my tunnel ached, wanting. I couldn’t go through this again.
“Alpha!” I wailed, panicking.
“It’s okay, I’m here.” He soothed, running a hand down my back and over my ass cheeks, the callouses scratching lightly over my trembling skin. Everywhere he touched, the fine hairs tingled.
“I… I’m losing control again,” I whimpered, hating it. Hating the loss of control, hating that I was so desperate for his cock, acting so sluttily and speaking so rudely.
“It’s normal,” he murmured, reassuringly. A large finger gently tweaked a sweaty lock of hair away from my face. “Nothing you’re doing or saying is anything but normal for a heat. Just relax and go with it. I’ll take care of you.”
And he did. For the rest of the night, he took care of me. He fucked me hard, and he knotted me time and again as the waves hit me one after the other during the night. But as he’d promised, none were as bad as the first time, when I’d waited too long to be taken by an alpha.
Between waves, he looked after me, pressing me to drink the water and feeding me the remainder of the berries, holding me when I slept.
Sometime in the early hours of the morning, after a particularly vigorous fucking, an explosive orgasm and another fabulous knotting, I felt different, and I understood with a confusing mix of relief and disappointment, that my heat had broken.
We lay down one more time on the sweat and slick soaked mat, and the last thing I heard before falling asleep, were the gentle snores of the very exhausted alpha locked tightly to me.
He’d been magnificent. He was magnificent.
What a shame a pathetic little omega like me couldn’t keep a magnificent alpha like that.
I fell asleep curled into the protective shield of his body, a little bit happy, a little bit sad.