Chapter 38 #2
“I know, it’s not something bikers like you lot use, but—”
“I’ll absolutely use it, Moonlight.” He grabs me by my hips and brings me in between his legs, reaching up and kissing my lips. My hands slip over his buzzcut hair that's growing out a bit and slide down to hold his neck.
“Thank you, Alpha. Consider yourself forgiven." I smile in our kiss and he swings me down on the bed. I let out a high shrill of a giggle as he climbs over me but pauses.
“Fuck,” he curses and jumps up.
“What’s wrong?”
“I just… nothing you need to—oh, damn." His face scrunches, and I pause in confusion, worry making my hands shake a bit at my alpha’s pained expression.
“What, Ash?” My voice is high-pitched, and my eyes search his body for any visible wounds, finding none.
“I…” He doesn’t finish his sentence, but he doesn’t have to. His very hard, very erect dick rubs against my belly as he tries to shift off of me. Sending us both into a spiral.
“Don’t feel pressured, Moon, I got this.”
“Let me help you,” I nearly whine, climbing over him, straddling him. His erection grinds just right over my pussy, and fuck, it feels incredible.
“Esper,” he moans my name like a song and it’s truly music to my ears. I rock my hips again, my skirt flaring around us, my underwear getting more and more wet as our scents bloom in the room.
The rough fabric of his pants hits just right, and I lean forward, smashing my lips with my alpha’s. His hands go for my hips, though he doesn’t encourage me to move them at all. As if he’s still nervous.
Time to get bold, then.
I hold my hand out for his. “Feel what you do to me, Alpha.”
His movements are slow as he places his hand in mine. Gaze hot and heavy. Lifting my skirt, I move my hips forward, sliding his middle and pointer finger down my seam.
I let out something between a moan and a whimper as he curls his fingers a bit.
“Are you gonna take care of me?” My lips linger by his ear and lightly rub over the skin of his cheek. His chest rises and falls with each harsh breath. He works to keep his hips still as his fingers, on their own, find my entrance amongst all the slick gathered there.
“Oh fuck, Moonlight,” he groans, pulling his hand from under me. I yelp as my underwear snaps against my skin. Asher holds his hand up between us, scissoring his fingers with my slick dripping from his hand.
I’ve never seen something more erotic in my life. Quite possibly even in my dreams.
He dips the two fingers in his mouth, sucking them clean as he pulls them back out with a moan. My omega is loving the sight of her alpha enjoying her taste.
Watching his eyes light is sending lightning bolts of pleasure to my core.
“Please, Ash,” I mutter, both my hands on his firm pec as I scoot back down and rock my aching pussy against him. “Knot me.”
“Well, since my omega asked.” He finally pulls me by my hips and tosses me on the bed, quickly climbing over me and kissing me. His tongue strokes mine as he grabs both my legs and hikes them up.
My legs are wide open, him filling the space between them perfectly. He’s fully let go of himself. His hips jerk wildly against me, hitting my clit over and over again. I moan as I grip the sides of his head, my nails digging a bit but he moans into our kiss and I think he may like it.
The cool wind of the room shocks me as he pulls back, breaking the kiss and standing on the carpet.
Asher grabs my ankle, yanking me down towards him.
A giggle escapes my lips as the sheet under me is dragged down with me.
He pounces like a blind alpha on a mission, his mouth attached to my neck and his fingers at my waistband.
When my skirt doesn’t pull down like he wanted, he simply flips open the bottom so it rests on my stomach and now my underwear is exposed to him.
“What a pretty fucking feeling, Omega. You’re drenched for me.”
His words move down my body like thrills all shooting for my core. My omega itches for praise nearly as much as I do. Slick has plastered my underwear to my skin completely now.
“Need Alpha, please,” I whimper, as his hand traces the outline of my underwear between my right thigh. My hips are chasing his fingers. Hooking them by the edge there, he rips the panties off. The harsh snapping of the threads hitting my skin, and I gasp in surprise.
“Asher,” I moan. His eyes are completely dark now, his sole focus on entering and knotting me.
I’ve never been with an alpha in rut, and as much as I maybe should be nervous I’m not.
Not even when he shoves the fabric away and enters me in one smooth motion, not pausing until his hips bump mine.
I choke, throwing my head back, pressing into the mattress as he moves back and trusts just as deep again.
His eyes are narrow but on me, holding my eyes as he thrusts.
His dick fills me, his hips are moving fast and I’m about to come. Hard and fast.
“Esper,” he moans, kissing my lips as he grabs under my thighs, hoisting my legs up higher, his thrusts getting deeper.
I try to match his pace, lifting my hips in time with his but his grip on my thighs and my hips in the air renders me motionless.
All I can do is take the onslaught of pleasure my alpha is giving me.
“My Moonlight, fuck, you take me so well.” He goes so deep I can feel him in my chest. The rut washes over him, and I get to watch as he succumbs to it. His dick hits that sweet spot in me over and over again.
I can’t speak. Completely full of him. My core is spasming as I come, my hands gripping the bedsheets so tight I fear I’ll rip a hole in them.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I let the feeling completely relax my body. Asher hasn’t come yet, and that realization makes my eyes dart back open.
“Ash?” The question comes out half as a moan. His thrusts have slowed a bit, more intentional as his fingers dip to where we’re connected, swiping my slick and bringing the hand to his lips.
“I need this bottled up, Moonlight, but right now, I need another hit. Can you do that for me baby?”
My body instantly listens, heating up again as sweat covers my forehead. My core is tight again as he lifts me up and turns, pressing me against the wall.
“Asher.” His name is a plea on my lips, and he takes me to another orgasm, this one much more powerful than the last. Something I wasn’t even sure I could do outside of a heat so quickly.
“More, baby,” he says and I whine. Everything feels so good but I’m so tired. My hand is weak on his shoulders. I huff like I’ve run a marathon. I latch onto his eyes again, a bit of concern in his, his eyebrows furrow a bit and I nod.
“Anything,” I say. I’ve read that ruts last a while. Takes a lot from both the rutter and the one being rutted. “Knot me. Please. Asher.”
I need it almost as much as he did. A rut can only go down once he knots.
“I just… don’t want this to end.” His voice cracks, his thrusts growing jagged and uneven.
“It won’t, we have forever,” I mutter, meaning every word. “You are my alpha, regardless of anything else. You are mine.”
“Oh fuck,” he mutters. The edge of his knot tickles my entrance, and I moan at the contact.
“Asher. Now,” I say, using my omega bark. I swing my body as much as I can so he falls back onto the bed. Using his strong shoulders as support, I slam down on his knot. It blooms inside me, filling perfectly as we both come.
I freeze, letting the moment soak over me, and smile.
“You’re the perfect one, Asher,”
“Impossible, not when you exist in this world.” I kiss my alpha, locked to him, and knowing I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.
My teeth ache and I kiss him harder. My omega begs to bond with him. Our teeth clash, and my tongue lashes out at him as I struggle to keep my instincts in check.
It’s not our time yet.
Damn Reed for doing this to me.
I take to biting his bottom lip, being a bit rougher than I expected.
“Sorry,” I mutter, breathless and so exhausted. Asher smiles, shaking his head and leaning forward to capture my lips again. His hands slide into my hair, pulling me close and gosh, I want to make this alpha mine. Permanently mine. “I’m trying to be good. But you’re making that hard.”
“Then don’t.”
I freeze. We’re about five millimeters away from each other. His scent swarms me like sunlight on a clear day. His hazel eyes are on mine, and I watch. Waiting for him to take it back.
“Reed—”
“He’ll figure it out,” Asher says, but I shake my head. My mom’s words remind me that Reed is still an omega at the end of the day. When I bond with someone next… it needs to be him.
I shake my head again, and Asher nods. “I’m sorry,” he says, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to lay flat against him. He leans back down on the bed, grabbing the sheet and pulling it over us. “I just… I want your bond, both your bonds. My alpha—”
“I know,” I say, patting his chest and wrapping my arms around his sides. “Me too.”