Chapter 12 Jett #3
His bark pulls my dark vision back and I inhale.
My Alpha wants to rut, to fuck, to breed.
But Iris comes first. While it’s not uncommon for an Alpha to go into rut during the heat, I don’t want to do that now.
Not when I’m her first knot, and when I know my pack deserves to be with her too.
If I go into a rut, I won’t want to share.
She’ll be mine until it’s over, which could last for days.
I shove my Alpha back and maintain control, focusing on Iris. Our eyes stay locked, her silver ones near black with need and desire. She shifts on the bed, fingers gripping the sheets as she opens her thighs wider, pussy dripping obscenely with slick.
“Fuck me, Alpha.”
I growl and grip under her knees, pulling her up. I line my cock up with her slit, dragging the tip over her sensitive clit, gathering slick and her cum as I go. I groan at the heat of her, and my balls tighten with need. I drag my head around her clit once more before I line up with her entrance.
Iris moans, her eyes closing. “Eyes on me when I fuck you, Omega.”
The moment her lids snap open I sheath my dick inside her in one long stroke, only stopping when my half-inflated knot bumps against her pussy.
“Oh fuck!” she screams, hands gripping the sheets.
“Gods, Omega. You feel—” I can’t find the words, because even heaven doesn’t describe how she feels. So tight, so hot, so wet.
“Alpha!” she pleads. “I—please—”
I pull out and thrust back into her hard, cutting off her words. She doesn’t need to speak or plead anymore. I’ve got her now.
I wrap her legs around my hips, her greedy hole pulling me in deeper. I grip her outer thighs and plunge, in and out, looking down to where we’re joined. My dick gets wetter from her slick after every thrust, her sex already gripping and releasing, waiting for my knot.
I yank her harder down onto my cock, the top part of my knot slipping inside her. Iris wails, hips shifting up to take more of me.
“Ready to come on my knot, Omega?”
“Yes!” she cries.
I wrap her legs around me before I lean forward, keeping my knot just out of her pussy’s full grip.
Our chests press together, her hard nipples like glass against my pecs.
I scent mark her cheek with mine before meeting her eyes.
Her hands grip my forearms now bracketing her body, nails digging into my skin so hard I know they will leave a mark.
My Alpha is very happy about that, and my cock kicks inside her, knot throbbing.
I circle my hips, pressing forward. She moans, low and guttural, my knot pushing further in, her pussy expanding to take me.
I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from coming too soon—I want every drop of cum inside her.
I taste the tang of blood and Iris bares down, the last of my knot slipping into her tight heat.
“Fuck,” we both groan. I messily find her lips in our first kiss, tongues searching, tasting, and sucking, our bodies connecting in all the ways they possibly can.
She opens her mouth to me wider as my knot swells to its full size, pushing and rubbing until we both feel it lock behind her pubic bone, like the sea meeting the sky at the horizon—inevitable.
Iris cries in pure pleasure, body seizing. I pull back and nearly roar as I come. My vision turns white instead of black, fireworks exploding behind my eyes as my balls drain into her. My knot keeping every drop of my spend locked inside her incredible pussy.
Her inner muscles milk me, her thighs shaking around me with her own orgasm. I move one of my hands between us, rubbing her clit, once, twice, before she’s coming again. The tight squeeze of her sucking more cum from my body.
I reward her by fucking into her as deep as I can while locked together, moving my hips and dragging out both of our pleasure.
My Alpha is more than satisfied with how she screams my name, and how her hands attempt to drag me fully back on top of her as my knot pulses, cock and knot hitting all the right places that make her see stars.
“Jett,” she pants.
“You need to come on my knot again, star?”
She nods, hips swiveling.
“Insatiable, Omega.” I chuckle.
I press our chests together and pull out as much as I can, knot tugging but unable to slip free.
She screams at the sensation and I bite her lower lip, being careful not to break skin and thrust back inside her hard enough her body jiggles beneath me.
I do that once—twice—and on the third time she comes again, wailing and muttering curses under her breath.
I know before I finish emptying inside her that her body is finally sated, the heat wave over for now. My cock is spent, and I already feel my knot loosening, but it won’t completely go down until her instincts allow her to release me.
I seek out Iris’s gaze, only to find her hardly awake, a sleepy, satisfied smile on her freckled face, the scent of strawberry and lemon swirling together in the air.
Gods, how in the world did we get lucky enough to find her? The buzz in my bond says my pack is thinking the exact same thing.
“Jett,” Iris says quietly. Heavy eyes barely fluttering open.
“What is it, star?”
“What’s your favorite color?”
My brows lift at the randomness of the question, but I answer easily. “Ocean blue.”
“Like your eyes.” She smiles wider as her eyelids fall closed. “Mine is purple.”
My heart quickens at her admission. Not only because we chose different colors of purple for her nest before we found her, but because it suits her and her name.
“Like an iris flower,” I hum.
She nods and tries to open her eyes once more to look at me, but I kiss each lid to stop her. “Rest now.” I scent mark her cheek and put my lips to the shell of her ear. “I’ve got you.”
And I’m not letting go.