Chapter 29 Laz #2
She’s infuriating.
She’s stunning.
She’s perfect.
I crawl onto the bed from the bench—something I recognize as belonging to Noah—and prowl toward her, my dick bobbing ominously.
She’s still watching me with that sensual expression, her ass high, her cunt weeping.
I grab her hips from behind, line myself up with her entrance, and thrust into her without preparing her for my size.
Her gorgeous eyes widen, a scream escaping her as she falls forward onto the mattress. “Lazarus.”
“Sorry, darling, did that hurt?” I ask, my voice a growl. I pull out and do it again.
She claws at the bedding in response, her own growls escaping her.
She’s pissed.
As she should be.
I’m sure that hurt.
Her body is made for me, though. Made for this. And she’s on the edge of her heat, which means she’s extra wet and already loosening for her alpha’s knot.
Which is why her furious sounds turn to moans within seconds. All it takes is a few well-positioned thrusts that hit her G-spot, and her anger melts into passion.
Just as it should.
Bending over her, I press my lips to her ear and whisper, “That is an example of sadism, princess. And you took your introduction to it very well.” I kiss her thundering pulse.
“That hurt,” she snarls at me.
“Mmm, yes,” I hum. “But how does it feel now, darling?” I drag my dick almost completely out of her, then shove right back in, hitting her so deep that she shudders.
“Good,” she moans. “Again.”
“No.” I pull out of her and flip her. “I’m not done playing with you yet.”
She issues some sort of retort that I don’t catch because I kiss her. Hard. My tongue spearing her lips and forcing her to revisit the claim marks she left on me.
Her protests die again, her resulting pleasure warming the air between us as she sucks on the tip of my tongue.
She likes that she claimed me there. I do, too. I’ll forever feel her presence now. Just talking reminds me of her vicious little bite. And I fucking love it.
When she threatens to do it again with her teeth, I pull back and draw my lips down her neck to her luscious tits.
Her fingers thread through my hair, tugging at the strands like she’s trying to dictate what I do to her.
“Topping from the bottom can be hot,” I say against her nipple. “But, princess, I am the alpha here.” I sink my teeth into her breast to the point of pain, but I don’t break the skin. Because this isn’t where I want to mark her.
Though, I do leave a nice red welt behind, one I lave with my tongue before repeating the action against her opposite tit.
“Lazarus,” she pants, squirming beneath me.
“Oh, darling, we’re only beginning. I’m going to make you beg before I let you come.” I expect tears. Pleas. A promise to do whatever I want if I let her fall apart.
She’s going to be a writhing, soaking mess before I put my cock back inside and knot her to oblivion.
I want her to scream so fucking loud that Noah will hear her in the basement and run up here to join.
Then I’ll get to share her limits with him.
Of which there appear to be none.
But we won’t be exploiting that.
We’ll slowly introduce her to our preferences, just as I’m doing now, and let her tell us if it’s too much.
However, I really fucking hope she’ll let us double-knot her cunt. It’ll be a first for all of us.
Maybe Johan can take her mouth at the same time.
Or, hell, I might even let him take my ass.
That’s how much I want to be inside her with Noah.
One step at a time, I think, my hand wandering up her leg to the sweetness between her thighs. My other palm goes to her breast, squeezing the fleshy mound while I abuse her opposite nipple with my teeth and tongue.
She’s panting. Shaking. Whispering my name.
Not enough, I think, deciding to drive her mad.
I slide three fingers into her tight sheath, needing her to feel full but not quite full enough.
I curl the digits in a way that strokes her G-spot while my thumb plays with her clit.
It’s just enough to coax her into a blissful state without letting her fall off the cliff.
Pairing that with my assault on her pretty rosebud nipples, she starts to issue demands.
Demands followed by pleas.
Pleas followed by vows of killing me if I don’t give her more.
Vows followed by whimpers.
Which lead to begging phrases.
And only then do I kiss a path down to her gorgeous pussy.
“You’re so fucking wet, darling,” I tell her, showing her my soaked hand. “But all this slick is just the beginning, sweet girl. I want this bed saturated with your need before I let you come. So give me more.” I verbalize the word with a deep growl, one meant to entice an omega.
Specifically, my omega.
She growls back in response, but her body does exactly what I command it to do—it fucking weeps.
So I rumble again, this time with my mouth against her sensitive nub.
Then I push four fingers into her, working her up for a fist.
Because if I have it my way, we’ll introduce her to the double-knotting before she goes into heat.
Or maybe that’ll be what coaxes her into it.
I don’t fucking care so long as we get there.
“Lazarus,” she hisses, jerking beneath me as I push her further with my hand and mouth, sucking and plunging into her soaked cunt.
She’s losing herself to the lust, just like she will to her heat.
But I know she’s still with me because of the way she curses.
I smile against her core, my tongue teasing her throbbing clit as I bring her close to the edge for what has to be the tenth or eleventh time. Not that I’m counting. I wait until she clamps down on me, then pause and only apply the barest of pressure to her pulsing nub.
“Ah!” she screams at me, making me smile. “If you don’t knot me…”
I wait, but all that follows is a bunch of unintelligible words.
“Finish that threat, darling,” I say, edging her some more. “I want to hear what you’ll do to me if I don’t let you come.”
Her response is a groan, one that turns into a furious grumble when I repeat the exercise again.
And again.
And again.
“Lazarus, please,” she cries, her body shaking with the effort of trying to come and not being allowed to.
“Please what?” I ask softly, the words a purr against her damp flesh.
“Please let me come!” she screams, her fingers yanking at the strands of my hair. “Or… or I’ll do it!”
“You won’t,” I murmur, catching her hand when she tries and pushing it against her belly. “Keep it there, Aurora, or I’ll make this worse.”
She lifts her head to glare down at me, her eyes positively beautiful with tears in their depths.
I purr again, approving of the sight and the murderous way she’s looking at me. “This is what we call ‘edging,’ ” I inform her softly. “You earned this punishment when you didn’t obey me earlier. But don’t worry. You’ll thank me for it soon enough.”
Because her orgasm is going to be the most intense one she’s ever experienced.
“This is what you like? Torturing me?”
I smile against her pussy. “Yes and no,” I say, purposely brushing her tender bud with the words. “I want to drive you to a point of agony so great that your pleasure brings you back to life and redefines your meaning of breathing.”
I give her a kiss, adding some tongue, causing her head to fall back as a moan escapes her.
That moan turns into a real sob when I stop, my fingers stilling inside her.
“Lazarus,” she breathes. “Please, Lazarus. Please let me come!”
“That wasn’t the point of the experience, though, was it?” I whisper. “I wanted to introduce you to agonized ecstasy, hmm?”
Every part of her stiffens. “Lazarus…”
“Now would be a good time to use your safe word, Aurora,” I tell her honestly. “Because I’m about to deliver your lesson now.”
She seems to freeze, then ever so slowly, she looks down at me, her face a beautiful mess of tears and pink skin from blushing.
I wait.
But all she does is lie back down before saying, “Teach me, sir.”
Fuck. This woman’s mouth and the words that she speaks…
“You’re perfect,” I inform her, loving that she knew exactly what to say to make my knot pulse with need. “So. Fucking. Perfect.”
I close my lips around her clit and circle it with my tongue, preparing her once more.
Her insides squeeze my fingers, her orgasm already mounting.
However, just before she reaches the peak, I bite down.
She comes alive beneath me, her resulting scream louder than anything else she’s given me, and I hold her down while I finish leaving my mark right on her fucking pussy.
“Lazarus!” She sounds ready to kill me.
But then the rapture hits, the claiming bite accompanied by a slew of hot emotions and euphoric sensations.
My name leaves her again, only this time it’s on a moan of extreme pleasure, her torment erased by the oblivion crashing through her.
I smile, wanting to keep her in this state for as long as physically possible.
So I crawl up her vibrating form, remove my hand, and replace my fingers with my cock.
Then I rut.
Fucking her hard.
Hitting her G-spot.
Rubbing her abused nub.
Holding her in a rapturous release while I take her to new heights.
She claws at my back, tears streaming down her face as she tells me to stop. But on the heels of that statement, she says she’ll kill me if I listen to her. “Keep going,” she demands, making me chuckle. “Fuck, Lazarus. Fuck!”
I don’t bother to point out that I’m already doing that.
I just growl her name and tell her to keep coming for me like the good fucking girl that she is.
“You feel so tight, princess. I can’t wait to own you with my knot. Then I’m going to flip you and let Noah try to force himself inside you, too. Whether it be in your ass or your cunt, I’m not sure. But we’re going to take you together.”
“Fuck yeah, we are,” he says, clearly having heard our omega’s mating call, just like I wanted.
I felt him enter a few minutes ago, which is why I chose to utter those words.
I want him to know that he’s absolutely invited to join, just as soon as I finish.
“You’re going to take my knot and keep coming, Aurora,” I say against her parted lips. “You understand me, darling? I want you in this state for hours. And I want to feel Noah inside you with me.”
She shudders and moans, her head shaking a little like she’s in denial. But I swivel my hips in a way that has her staying lost to her euphoria.
“Fuck, it’s like she’s in heat already,” Noah breathes.
“She’s not,” I murmur. “She’s just fucking made for this.”
The vixen clenches her walls around me like she wants to voice her own opinion and prove me right with her pussy.
“Keep massaging me like that,” I demand. “Beg me for my knot, princess. Beg. Me.”
She starts to cry again, the pleasure too much.
Poor darling. We’ve only just begun.
She won’t be able to walk when we’re done.
That’s fine.
I’ll carry her wherever she wants to go.
“Lazarus,” she whimpers, her hips bucking into mine. “It’s too much. It’s… I can’t… I don’t… Oh… Oh God…”
Her insides clamp down again as she spirals deeper into the throes of another orgasm.
“Impossible,” she breathes, arching into me.
“You have no idea what we’re going to do to you,” I whisper back to her, very aware that what she’s experiencing is absolutely fucking possible.
And I’m about to make it that much more intense.
I lick up the tears on her cheek, then take her mouth with my tongue and force her to join me in a cataclysmic state of bliss.
With my hands on her hips, I drive myself deep until my knot starts to pulsate and shift. She’s begging me to stop now, but not saying her safe word. She’s just lost to the darkness. To the intensity. To the craze.
Because she’s also telling me to keep going, like she can’t quite make up her mind.
Then her nails scratch down my back as she fights, her legs tightening around mine.
And she growls.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Noah says, his presence right beside us as he falls into the nest. “Knot her, boss. Knot her.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice.
Nor does he need to say it at all.
Because I already fucking am.
My bulb breaks through the head of my cock, latching onto her deep within, and my orgasm hits with a tidal wave of fervor. Heat. A lavalike claim.
I growl, my lips suddenly on her neck.
And I bite again.
Because once wasn’t enough.
I need this omega to be mine. To know she’s pack. To believe I want her. Respect her. Love her.
She screams in response, her body trembling violently. Only to go quiet as she passes out from the pleasure.
But I know she’ll be right back with us.
And when that happens, we’ll begin again.
With a double-knotting.
Right in her fucking cunt…