21. TWENTY ONE
TWENTY ONE
Colton
The need in Natalia’s voice is raw and drags on my protective instincts. Trouble is, the thought of knotting her like this, in my beast form, feels too reckless.
She’ll need to take my knot more than once before her heat is over, and if I leave her sore the first time, I have no right to call myself a good alpha.
I’ve knotted omegas before. When I was younger I took several through their first heats, but all those times it was never shifted. I was always careful, gentle. Word gets around in a town as small as Mosswood, and I’m known for being someone safe. Someone trustworthy.
I do not feel safe or trustworthy right now.
I feel like my control is hanging on by a thread. The need to be inside my mate is just too great. I never knew it could feel like this.
Those other times were like pale shadows of what it feels like to rut this woman, to be responsible for her introduction into this part of her heritage.
I swallow, throat dry, hands shaking. I can’t tell whether it’s with need or worry over her. “It’s too big like this, sweet. You won’t be able to take it.”
She’s not listening. Natalia drops to the ground beside me and rubs her face against my rigid shaft. “Please, Colton. It looks so good. I promise it won’t hurt.”
I curse as precum beads at the tip and I twitch against her soft cheek.
With a grin, she opens her mouth, tongue out and lapping at the moisture, kissing along the tense bar until every vein feels like it’ll rupture.
“Maybe if we go slow. But you have to promise you’ll stop me if it hurts.”
She nods quickly.
I still watch her carefully as she crawls back onto the bed to spread her legs for me.
Her pussy glistens with so much slick it drips through her crack and moistens her inner thighs. It would feel amazing to rub myself through that beautiful flood, but first I need protection.
I grab a condom from my pants where I left them on the floor and sheath myself, fumbling in my haste.
Her fingers are already playing with the needy little bud I teased so well earlier, and her breathless sounds have me right on the edge. She’s not going to have to wait very long for her first knotting.
Go slow, I tell myself as I inch the tip inside her. She only sighs and moans with pleasure. I grow bolder, pushing further, withdrawing to plunge deeper at every thrust until I’m halfway there.
She’s struggling now. I can see it in the way her belly contracts, in the way she hugs me tighter and grips the sheets.
I edge back again, stroking my hands up and down her thighs, guiding her to breathe into it. “I’ve got you. I’m not going to do anything to hurt you,” I promise her.
I have to remind myself as well. My bull would like to charge ahead, busting down any barriers to completion, claiming ownership of this perfect, tight little hole.
Mine.
Not yet, though. She’s not mine yet. We have a way to go before she’s even ready for that conversation, so this has to be mind blowing. It has to be everything she needs and all the things she’ll look back on later as signals for what type of mate I’ll be.
I slide a little deeper, and her eyes roll back in her head. “There you go. That’s it.” A deep vibrating rumble starts up in my chest, and I let it out, increasing the volume of my purr until I feel her walls relax around me. “You’re doing so good. Going deeper now. You can take it.”
“I can.”
To my amazement she stretches further, accommodating my thick shaft almost all the way now. Her legs are tucked up by her sides, hands clutching her thighs to hold herself open for me. She makes such a perfect picture there—all soft rolls and full, juicy tits—that my mouth waters.
I stare at her breasts as I rock in the last few inches, all the way to the bulbous knot.
Fuck.
She’s doing it. Maybe there is a chance.
I don’t let myself think about that right now or I’ll bust straight away, and I have a long way to go to work that thick bulge inside her so she can have some relief.
She needs to cum again.
I get to work on that, adjusting until I’ve found an angle that makes her moan, experimenting with rubbing her clit or nipples until her cries grow frantic.
“I’ve got you. I’ve got you,” I repeat over and over again, hoping it’s true.
I’ll do everything in my power to make this heat OK for the most precious omega.
My unexpected treasure. Not that this development makes me want her any more.
After the last few weeks, she was already the most perfect woman in the world in my eyes.
The omega thing is just the icing on top.
Fuck, I can’t think about icing or I’ll be glazing her sweet little pussy with cum before she’s finished.
She gasps as I plunge deeper still, and the very largest part of me begins to penetrate her tightness. “Yes!”
She wasn’t lying when she said she wanted it. I stare in wonder as thrust by thrust I work myself all the way in to the very base.
Her belly bulges with me. Her tits bounce so high on every jerk of my hips they nearly hit her in the face.
I think this image of her will live rent free in my dreams from now until the rest of eternity; the dark hairy pussy lips spread wide to accommodate my girth, my cock coated in her slick, disappearing inside her while her goddess curves are spread out in front of me.
She’s doing it. She’s got me all the way inside. And all she’s doing is staring at me with fierce desperation as if this one thing is fulfilling all her hopes and dreams.
“Tell me what you need,” I beg her.
She’s panting, clinging to the bed. “Need you to cum.”
My head drops toward her and sweat beads on my brow. “Trust me. That’s not going to be a problem. I’m about to cum so hard. So fucking hard.”
“Don’t just say it. I need to feel you! Do it.”
Of their own accord my hips snap forward faster and faster until the slap of our bodies is audible over her moans and my unsteady breath.
“Yeah? You want it? I’m about to give it all to you.
” I reach behind me, sweeping my tail into my hand and passing the tip to her.
“Pull my tail. Pull it. Tell me to knot you.”
“Breed me, Colton. I want to feel you fill me up.” Her light grip on my tail has me seeing stars.
If steam’s not pouring from my nostrils, I’d be surprised.
She gives me a little tug, wraps her legs tight around my hips, and looks up into my face. “Breed me, please!”
Oh fuck. Should we talk about that? I’m so fucking hard hearing her tell me to breed her that my hips snap forward. I pound into her. “Gods, I’m going to fill you so full.”
She’s moaning, begging me for it. That’s it for me.
I tip my head back and bellow as I cum, my knot swelling until her pussy clamps around me.
A moment later she cries out too, and though her snug little passage never releases me, she undulates around me, milking cum from my cock in rhythmic pulses until we’re both gasping.
I drop forward onto one elbow, using my free hand to brush the hair from her eyes.
“Gods you’re amazing. Relax now, I’ve got you.
We’re gonna be locked together for a while, so just rest. I’ll take care of everything else. ”
She sighs contentedly. “I love seeing you like this. I love how big you are. And your horns.” She lifts a hand to touch them, and I lower my head to give her easier access.
I can’t really feel her touch there, since my horns themselves aren’t sensitive, but I feel her explore me.
I gather her and bring her back further onto the bed so we can lie together with her leg slung over me, our bodies held together by my still-swollen knot.
She snuggles into my chest with another sigh. “That feels so much better.”
“Mhmm.”
I get a little dazed when she starts petting the fur on my chest.
She’s quiet for a while, but when she speaks next, I lift my head from my arm to look down at her.
“I wish it was real.”
“What do you mean?” Are we about to have the fated mates talk again? Because this time I have proper evidence that it’s completely real.
My heart thunders in my chest, and my palms sweat just trying to plan how to say it.
“The breeding thing. I wish you really could put a baby in my belly.”
Just like that, my heart swoops through the floor and my jaw drops open. What a stupid bull I am. I’ve gone and said the worst possible thing. “Natalia, I’m so, so sorry.”
“Don’t be. I liked it. I’ve always wanted to be a mother, so it’s fun to fantasize about it.”
“You’re sure?”
“Sure.” She strokes her soft hand through my fur.
I sigh. I wish it could be real too. The thought of filling up her little womb is unspeakably hot. And knowing how great of a mother she is just makes it hotter. “Well just slap me if I say something stupid. I mean something else really stupid. I’m a clumsy bull, but I don’t mean to do it.”
She laughs softly. “I started it. I liked it. It felt real for a minute there.”
Tentatively, I run my hand over the curve of her waist, and when she doesn’t protest, I press her closer to me, loving the way her soft body gives beneath my touch. “Well my bull thought so too. He liked it.”
“Mmm. I like your bull.”
“Well he likes you.” As if to prove the truth of my words, my cock pulses softly inside her and she squirms.
“Ha! I can tell. How long will you stay hard for? This is some kind of miracle.”
“Shifter magic!” I laugh. “I’m not sure exactly, but a while. Are you uncomfortable?”
“Not at all. I was just wondering how long until you can go again.”
Fucking hell, I pulse again and this time her pussy softens around me enough that I slip out an inch and rock back inside.
She moans. “Mmm. More.”
I roll my hips before I can get a hold on myself and stop. When I come to my senses, I plant a hand on her ass, holding us both in place. “Not until you’ve rested. You’re going to be in heat at least another twenty-four hours, and it can go longer. I would never forgive myself if I hurt you.”
She whines, but I hold firm, not giving an inch even when her nails dig into my shoulders.
“Rest now,” I tell her in the lightest of alpha growls.
I’m always cautious, hating to misuse the power to make an omega or a beta submit to my will, but even that light touch has her eyes going unfocused and her lips parting.
She complies with a sigh, closing her eyes.
“I promise I’ll make it up to you later,” I tell her, reaching for her water on the nightstand, but when I look again, she’s already fallen asleep.
I chuckle to myself. It’s going to take a mammoth amount of will power for me to stop myself from just giving into whatever she demands of me. I can already see that.