Chapter 16 #2
I chewed at my lip, still nervous, but… I laid my hand back down on his arm.
It felt good - warm beneath my fingers, his skin toned and firm, yet somehow soft.
I wondered if he noticed how my hand trembled, did he feel the tell-tale vibration across the hairs?
Years in a repressive pack like this one left scars.
It would be a while before I felt bold enough to lay a hand on him, an alpha, without fear of repercussion.
“Mmmm,” hummed Agelius as I stroked his warm skin, the dark hairs coarse against my palm, the contours of his muscles solid beneath my hand. I shivered. He was truly magnificent. My cock began to thicken.
Agelius dropped his lips to mine once more, teasing them with licks and nips but never staying in place long enough for the kiss to deepen.
“What do you want, Alpha?” I asked, breathlessly.
“You,” he growled. His wet tongue licked its way down my neck, leaving a cold trail in its wake.
I whimpered and squirmed when it pressed into the hollow at the base of my neck, the shifter gland tingling beneath the skin even after the tongue was gone.
I was so caught up in the sensation, I didn’t notice him slide further down the bed, until warm wetness enclosed one of my nipples, his tongue swirling around the nub, which hardened and caught a light grazing from his teeth. I gasped.
“Louder,” he urged, as he attacked the other nipple with his teeth.
I shrieked.
“Better,” he murmured, approvingly.
Seeming to map every contour of my torso with his tongue, paying attention to every dip and curve, he traveled lower.
The next part of me to be tortured were my hip bones as he gnawed on them, making me cry out and squirm.
“Ah, stop it! Stop it!” I tried to scrabble out of the way, the sensation painfully intense in a ticklish sort of way. Agelius lifted his head, a lopsided smile quirking his lips. One eyebrow raised, he whispered, “Ticklish? Maybe I need to do it some more…”
“No!” I shouted, trying to wriggle away. I couldn’t stand any more. It was good, but in an unbearable sort of way. He winked at me. Then gave an up nod.
I blinked, frowned… then, oh yes, I knew what I was supposed to do.
“No! No! Please, not that!” I hollered, loud enough for half the camp to hear. Heat rose in my cheeks... I wasn’t used to making a fuss, or an exhibition of myself… it felt weird to draw attention to myself. But Agelius was smiling at me from down near my groin.
Taking pity on me, he left the hip bones alone, instead licking the inside of my thighs, high up in the crease, nose nuzzling my poor throbbing cock out of the way, totally ignoring my erect manhood and the pre-cum which dripped from its slit.
I moaned softly.
“Not good enough, Omega,” his words blew warm air against the soft skin of my groin. “I’m torturing you, remember?”
He licked a languorous stripe up the underside of my stiff cock. Then withdrew his tongue to prove his point.
“Alpha!” I wailed, desperate for him to resume. With relief I saw him dip his head again, and then.. oh fuck! He bit me! I screamed in shock, but to my surprise, it wasn’t bad at all, just unexpected.
“Good or bad?” the words were faint as a breeze. No-one outside of this room, would be able to hear them, not even with a wolf’s hearing.
“Good,” I whispered, tears streaming down the side of my face. I looked down my body at him. He was blurry but I could still see the focused intent in his eyes.
“Tell me how bad it is. Scream at me to stop,” he commanded, dipping his head and sinking his teeth in again.
“No! Alpha! Please, no! Stop! You’re hurting me!” It was easy to bellow the words, the anguish in my voice genuine, not because I wasn’t enjoying it, but because I needed more, desperately, desperately, wanted more.
I thrust my hips towards him, half-ashamed of my wantonness, but also out of my mind with need. “Please!” I hissed, staring at him, willing him to keep going.
Agelius winked at me, so I wasn’t worried when he shouted, though I did flinch at the overpowering domination in his voice.
“How dare you tell me what I can and can’t do!” he raged, and I shivered a little, because his angry voice – while it wasn’t directed at me – was incredibly sexy. “I’ll teach you to disrespect an Alpha like that!”
He grinned and flipped me so my face was in the pillow. He pushed my knees up under me, exposing my ass. As he gently pulled my cheeks apart, it was the cold morning air rushing over my hole, and totally not embarrassment, that dragged the weird choking sound from my throat.
When I felt the wet, warm, roughness of his tongue licking my hole, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I screamed.
He kept going, licking and pushing his tongue through the tight ring, then fucking me with his tongue.
I gasped and sobbed, eyes squeezed tight. The sensations were overwhelming. In a good way. But he didn’t want me to be quiet, and as it turned out, I couldn’t have held it in if I’d wanted to. I fucking wanted to holler.
After what felt like hours but wasn’t long enough, his tongue withdrew, leaving a terrible emptiness behind. I whimpered at the loss of contact, missing the intimacy as much as the unholy sensation.
The mattress sank beside me, and face mushed sideways on the pillow, I opened my eyes.
Hazel eyes gazed into mine, skin crinkling at the corners, cheeks and rosy lips glistening with my slick.
He closed the distance and I felt the smear of combined slick and saliva on my face as he rubbed his cheeks over mine, marking me.
His lips found mine, and tasting myself on his lips, his tongue, was strangely exciting.
The kiss was long, slow, and possessive, and when he pulled away, I was giddy and out of breath, high on his alpha pheromones and my lack of oxygen.
Agelius’ eyes were intense, partly hooded, almost completely black.
They raked down my body, making me flush with heat as his gaze traveled over me, my back, my hips, my ass cheeks, to my wet and quivering asshole.
“Alpha,” I whispered, “I feel so empty…”
With a grunt, he pushed himself onto his knees, slid an arm under my hips and held them up. The rounded head of his cock pressed against my hole and slid past the tight sphincter with a rush.
I screamed in shock at the speed of his entry, but not from pain. I was so turned on and my body producing so much slick, that I wondered if he would even get the friction he needed to come.
The wet squelching sound of slick, as skin slapped against skin; the way his balls bounced against me with each thrust; the low guttural grunts he made each time he thrust into me; it was filthy and primal.
I felt so full, with him inside me, the walls of my tunnel clasping his pulsing member tightly.
I never wanted him to leave. I moaned and wailed curses and whimpered as his hips snapped, pushing me into the mattress, balls slapping against my taint.
“Alpha, oooh!” I wailed. But I obviously wasn’t loud enough because he began thrusting even harder and faster, holding my hips in place and jackhammering into me, until I was a blubbering, shrieking mess.
Tears ran down my face, snot smeared the pillow, and when he pegged my prostrate, I let out the mightiest of screams. He reached around beneath me and his large hand wrapped around my weeping cock.
He gave a couple of quick strokes in time with his thrusts and I came all over his hand and the mattress, as he unleashed his load inside me.
“Stop! Mercy!” I yelled, everything suddenly very sensitive.
Agelius instantly stilled, but growled loud in a voice that half the pack must have heard. “I’ll stop when I’m good and ready! I’ll fuck you for as long and hard as I want to.”
A sting on my thigh made me yelp, and I looked around to see Agelius pinching me.
“Sorry” he mouthed as he did it again. I understood and added some agonized sounds to my next yell.
Agelius nodded approvingly as he continued to pinch my thigh, causing me to whimper.
He carefully pulled out of me and turned me onto my back.
When he tweaked my still hard nipples, I let out an almighty shriek, followed by a hiccup-ing sob.
Agelius frowned, tilting his head, apparently unsure if this was too much.
It was, but I also didn’t want him to stop.
Even though I’d already come, my whole body was vibrating and turned on, it was an overload of sensation that couldn’t go anywhere right now, I was so depleted, but I wanted to lose myself in it.
Soon I’d have to go back to my real life. But this? This was bliss.