Chapter 7 #3
I rut against the bed, needing some sort of relief, soaking the blankets with my pre-cum.
“Emmett,” she whimpers. “Oh fuck. Oh god. Yes. That feels so good. I’m close. I’m gonna–oh fuck. What is this feeling?” she pants out, sounding a little panicked.
“It’s a orgasm, baby. Cum for me, Peaches. Soak my face with your juices."
Her hips lift, grinding her pussy against my face. “Oh, oh, oh!”
She cums on my tongue with a strangled cry when I thrust a second finger in at the same time that I suck her clit between my lips. She gasps for air as her body shakes and trembles on my tongue.
Like a greedy man, I lap at her folds, desperate for every last drop I can get.
Chest heaving, I get to my knees and stare down at her with hungry eyes. She looks up at me, cheeks flushed, pupils dilated, her chest rising and falling as she comes down from her high.
“How was that?” I ask, shuffling forward between her legs.
“Intense,” she pants out with a laugh. “But fuck, it felt so good. I could easily become addicted to cumming.”
“Good,” I chuckle, lowering myself so that I’m settled over her. “Because I could easily become addicted to making you cum.”
She bites her lower lip as her perfume fills the air. If I were an Alpha, I’d be feral right about now. She’s perfect in every way.
“I want more,” she whispers, like she’s afraid of asking for what she wants. “I want you. Inside me.”
“Yeah?” I grin, reaching between us to wrap my hand around my shaft. “You want my cock?”
“Emmett,” she groans. I chuckle, kissing her.
I rub the tip against her slit. “What?” I murmur against her lips.
“Yes,” she breathes. “I want your cock. Inside me. Now. Please.”
“You’re so polite.” I suck her lower lip into my mouth and trap it between my teeth.
She moans, eyes fluttering shut. “Emmett–” she starts to growl with impatience, but it’s cut off with a gasp when I press the tip against her entrance.
A flood of nervousness hits me, my heart going crazy as I stare down at her. “Are you okay?” I ask, checking to see how she’s doing.
“Uh-huh.” She nods, her breaths coming out in quick, short bursts. “Just go slow, okay?”
Nodding, I press in more, sucking in a gasp when she squeezes around my tip. “Fuck.”
Her eyes squeeze shut, her hands gripping my arms.
“Shhh,” I soothe, leaning down to kiss her. Slipping my hand between us, I play with her clit, getting her more relaxed as she moans against my lips, inching into her slowly.
My eyes roll back as my hand fists into the blanket. Fuck. Damn it. She feels amazing. So damn tight. So wet and warm.
“Emmett,” she whimpers, her body relaxing even more as slick coats my cock.
Opening my eyes, I can see that she’s starting to slip back into her heat.
I don’t want this to be quick, but I want her to be able to remember this.
“Ready?”
“Yes. Fuck me. Please.” She gasps when I pull out and roll my hips, pushing my cock back inside her. “Oh god.”
She closes her eyes, lips parted as she pants heavily. My eyes stay locked on her face, the look of pure bliss driving me wild on the inside. But I keep my thrusts controlled, careful not to hurt her.
“Yes. Like that.” She arches her back. “So good. Oh, fuck yes.”
Gritting my teeth, I quicken my pace, moving my fingers against her clit faster.
“Lexi,” I groan. “Fuck, baby, you feel amazing.”
“I love your dick,” she whimpers.
I almost laugh but curse when her pussy clamps down around me, her eyes opening with desperation. “I’m gonna cum again, Emmett. Oh. God. Oh oh!”
Her eyes roll back as she screams my name. Her body trembles beneath me as her orgasm rips through her.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I pant, my balls drawing up and my cock thickening as my own release hits me hard. “Lexi. Fuck. Baby!”
I’m hit with a wave of euphoria, mind-numbing pleasure consuming me.
Biting my lip, I don’t take my eyes off her as I tense up, every muscle in my body contracting. My cock jerks inside her, wave after wave of cum filling her up.
Male Omegas produce a lot of cum. My orgasm feels like it’s never going to end, as my cum starts to spill from her pussy, making a mess of the blankets below it.
My eyes flutter open, still breathing heavy as we come down from our climax. “Hi,” I breathe out when I find her watching me, her eyes lidded with satisfaction and a smile of pure bliss on her face that has my heart wanting to burst.
“You okay?” I murmur, brushing some sweaty hair off her forehead before pressing a kiss against it.
“I’m perfect.” Her voice is soft, her hand lightly caressing my face before cupping my cheek.
Smiling like a lovesick fool, I kiss her palm then wrap her up in my arms. With my cock still buried inside her, because I never want to leave her, I roll us so that I’m on my back.
“Sleep,” I tell her. “We’re both going to need it.” I kiss the top of her head.
“Okay.” She already sounds like she’s seconds from passing out. “Emmett?”
“Mhm?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?” I run my fingers up and down her back, high off the feeling of her in my arms.
“For making my first time amazing. For making me feel safe and cared for.”
“I’ll always protect you,” I murmur.
“I know.” Her voice is so low I almost didn’t hear it. “Thank you for being my safe place.”
She drifts off to sleep, and I lie there for a long while, just soaking up this moment, the feeling of her against me, the smell of her. I’m obsessed. I’m a goner. Done for.
Over the next few days, I help Lexi through her heat. At first, I was nervous that I wouldn’t be enough, but thankfully, her heat isn’t as intense as some can be. Maybe it’s because of the meds and the damage they’ve already done to her body, or maybe it’s her age; either way, it doesn’t matter.
Being an Omega helps too. I might not have a knot, but I have the same stamina as three Alphas.
When she lets me, I clean her up the best I can, while being out at the cabin with no shower, and make sure she eats and drinks water.
By the third night, I can tell her heat is breaking, and I feel a little sad. These last few days with her have been amazing. Connecting with her like this, having the best sex anyone could imagine, and taking care of her like I love to do was perfect.
What happens now, though? Where do we go from here?
We told one another how we felt, but now we need to have a conversation on what we are moving forward.
I’m not going to stress about it because I know in my heart that this isn’t going to end in heartbreak. I know this woman better than she knows herself. She wouldn’t have risked opening up to me like that if she didn’t intend for this to be something more, to take that next step.
Still, I won’t jump the gun. I will wait to talk to her, to hear the words from her myself.
For now, I’ll lie here in bed with her, naked and tangled together, and enjoy every remaining second of this perfect moment in time.