Chapter 24
Chapter Twenty-Four
Mark
Clearly I’ll need to find a way to block off time in Ava’s daily schedule for alone time in her office, because the taste of her slick combined with her full omega scent is the best thing I have ever encountered.
As it is, only the thought that I’m going to be able to knot her is enough to make me stop.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard before. I have to reach a hand down and squeeze to take some pressure off my knot as I pull myself up from between her thighs.
I can tell she’s completely gone into her heat now.
Her eyes are unfocused, and the only rational words I’ve heard her manage in a while are “more,” “please,” and “knot.” She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on.
Her hair is fanned out across my pillow, breasts heaving as she tries to catch her breath, thighs and pussy gleaming from her slick and my attention.
She whines and reaches for me, but I grip her hips and roll us so that I’m lying on my back. “The first time we ever fucked was in this bed, and you took control and rode me. Seems only fitting that this first time be the same, don’t you think?”
I don’t know how much of that she fully catches, but she scrambles onto my pelvis quickly, and with no fanfare, sinks me inside of her.
I have to hiss through gritted teeth to not come immediately.
She’d always been what I considered wetter than most of the betas I’ve slept with in the past, but nothing compares at all to the way it feels to slide into her slick-coated heat.
Ava moans, lifting her knees so that she’s able to plant her feet firmly on the mattress and lift herself up and down my shaft at a frenzied pace. She leans down to kiss me, and I cradle the back of her head with my hand as my tongue meets hers.
“I’m not gonna last long if you keep that up, baby,” I growl against her lips.
“Knot,” she whimpers, doing a little figure-eight motion that has me seeing fucking stars.
I want her to finish again while I’m inside her before I’ll allow myself the indulgence of knotting her, so I move my hand to the front of her throat, easing her back up to a sitting position as I lightly choke her.
I slip my other hand between us and find her clit.
She’s an absolute slut for that combo. I have to hold back a chuckle as I remember teasing her about that not long ago at the courthouse.
Pressure builds as my knot starts to inflate, so I press my thumb harder against her, letting the movements of her thrusts grind the sensitive little bundle of nerves against it. “Come for me, Ava,” I moan, hoping she does so I can.
It only takes another moment, and her back arches, her entire body shaking as she does.
The end of her hair tickles my shins as I push my hips higher, pushing my knot inside her.
As I feel it lock into the spot that only omegas have, I shout, and Ava screams. My orgasm overwhelms me, and it feels like her pussy milks the cum from my body.
I tug her down so she can sprawl on my chest, which makes my knot shift inside her in a way that has us both moaning again. I press soft kisses over her temple, rubbing circles along her back. She lifts her head to look at me, and I’m pleased to see that she’s a little more focused.
“Hello, little cereus. Welcome back. Did a good knotting help you come back online?” I ask with a grin.
“Mmmm, a little. What does that mean, by the way?” she purrs, rubbing her cheek against my chest hair like a cat scenting its favorite toy.
“Cereus?”
She nods.
“Oh.” I blush a little. I hadn’t really thought I’d ever call her that out loud.
No point in closing the barn door after the horse has already escaped.
“It’s technically the genus name for a cactus that only blooms at night.
A beautiful and rare thing to behold. And…
it’s always seemed fitting in my head for you and us. ”
She lifts her head again, and I’m distressed to find her bottom lip quivering and her eyes welling up with tears. My pulse speeds up. What did I do wrong? “Baby, what? Did I say something upsetting?” I ask quickly.
“No. I’m just still really hormonal, and that’s incredibly sweet,” she says with a sniff.
I genuinely have no idea how to act with a soft and gentle Ava that cries over pet names. It makes my chest ache in the best ways to see the side of her that no one else gets to.
I kiss her forehead, splaying my hands across her ass to adjust her further so I can cuddle her better.
I consider telling her I love her then, but I can’t quite make the words come out.
The first time wasn’t particularly well-received, and I don’t feel ready to take that step again. Not yet, at least.
“How are you feeling, by the way?” I ask gently, feeling like that is a safer conversation path at the moment. Which really says a lot about how much we still have to work out. “Did you really have a seizure?”
“My mom seems to think so. And I guess it makes sense. I…” She trails off. “I think there was a moment where I genuinely thought I might be dying. Thank God Tony called Jack, who had a functioning brain cell for a moment and called Mom.”
The shot of fear that goes through me feels like ice shooting through my veins. I could have lost her tonight, and I would have never known any of it. Her being an omega, us being mates.
It spurs my alpha side, and I growl—a genuinely primal sound—as I roll her over, pinning her beneath me as I grip her wrists and hold them firmly over her head.
I grind my cock into her until I feel my knot completely firm back up.
“You don’t get to leave me. Not ever, do you fucking hear me? ” I ask her roughly.
“Oh, god,” she gasps.
“Say it, Ava. Tell me you aren’t going anywhere.” I roll my hips as much as I can while still locked inside her, and she makes the most adorable little squeak. If I wasn’t half out of my mind at how close I came to never having her in my life, it would have made me smile.
“I’m—oh,” she moans, “—not going anywhere.”
“Ever,” I demand.
“Ever,” she agrees.
Rut. Claim. Bite, my alpha demands.
So I do.
My teeth sink into the top of her left breast, right over her heart. A sizable portion of it will show in the types of revealing clothing Ava tends to wear, but she can cover it easily enough if she needs to in court.
There’s the briefest moment of panic where I wonder if she’ll reject the bond. Worry that I should have asked first. Except she’d brought a fucking prenup pre-bond contract for me to sign. Surely that shows intent on her part?
She doesn’t reject it, and suddenly my senses are filled with… Ava.
It’s impossible to describe. I can’t hear her thoughts so much as I can feel what she’s feeling, and right now, it’s awe and love. All of my earlier possessive anger at the idea of losing her dissipates like fog under a sunny morning.
“I love you,” she moans against my lips.
“I love you, too,” I answer, pressing my forehead to hers.
I’m aware that I’m far too jealous to genuinely consider pack life.
However, after thirty-six straight hours of Ava’s heat, I’m beginning to wonder if one man can truly keep up.
She’s generally lucid for about twenty to thirty minutes after I knot her, but then if she doesn’t fall asleep, the cramps and brain fog returns.
We’ve been resting for a few hours, spooning with the lightest, softest sheet I own tossed over our bodies.
Anything else has been deemed too hot and too scratchy.
I don’t know if all omegas are this high-maintenance during their heat, but I suppose that’s really not much of a shock considering how high-maintenance she always is.
I float back to consciousness to find her grinding her ass against my cock. Even with exhaustion starting to weigh on me, it’s not a bad way to wake up.
“Alphaaaaa,” she whines. “Please…”
I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing her call me that. I had always found it kind of tacky when alphas and omegas referred to each other by their designations, but something about the way it slips from her luscious lips gets me every time.
“You need to come again, little cereus?”
She nods eagerly.
“The next time you go into heat, I’m getting some toys so I can fill both of your holes at once,” I whisper hotly in her ear.
I glide my hand over her side, nearly in a tickle, enjoying the way goosebumps follow the path.
Then I ease my fingers between her thighs, coating my fingers in her slick and guiding them back to press against her ass.
Ass play isn’t something that we’ve done before.
Probably because it requires a certain level of vulnerability that Ava was not previously capable of.
But since we bonded, I have discovered that my mate is, for lack of a better term, quite the little anal slut.
Or at the very least, she is when she’s in heat.
It’ll be interesting to see if that holds true later.
Just in case it doesn’t, I’m going to use it to my advantage now.
I slip one finger in, and then two, curling them slightly as I move them in and out of her tight hole. “You okay?” I ask her gently. She just moans and presses her ass harder back against me.
I’ll take that as a yes.
“Rub yourself,” I command. “Get your hand nice and covered in your slick and then reach around here and stroke me while I finger your ass.”
I increase my tempo, easing a third finger in. She’s whimpering, moving her head restlessly as she plays with her pussy. “You gonna come for me, Ava? Just from rubbing that greedy little nub and me stretching you open? Dirty thing.”
She stiffens, and I can feel the rhythmic pulsing of her orgasm in the way the ring of muscle tightens and squeezes around my fingers.
“Oh, good girl. Now what was the second part you’re supposed to do?” I question.
She reaches for me. Her drenched hand wraps around my cock, coating it in her slick. I groan a little, bucking my hips against her. Finally, I think it’s enough, and I push one of her thighs forward with mine and press my tip where my fingers just were.
“Come on. Wiggle back onto it. Show me that you want it, or I’ll take it away,” I say, nipping at her neck. Yeah, right. Like I have any hope of ever denying her.
She whines and starts rocking her hips until the head of my cock slides inside. She’s so fucking tight—well, everywhere, but definitely back here. I moan and push forward, meeting the slight bit of resistance until the muscle relaxes and I’m able to sink in fully.
I fuck her like that for a while, letting her get acclimated to the shallower thrusts from us being on our sides.
Once I think she’s stretched enough for more rigorous play, I slip out briefly, earning a whine and a pout from my greedy omega.
I playfully swat the top of her pussy with my hand.
“Patience, Ava. I’ll be back inside you soon enough. ”
I roll her onto her back, shoving a pillow under her hips and bringing her legs up onto my shoulders. “I want to watch your face while I fuck this tight little ass.”
She smiles wide and reaches up to grip her thighs and widen herself further for me. I give her a wolfish grin in return and guide my cock back inside of her, but just the tip.
“You want it?”
She nods.
“Want it hard and rough or loving?”
She bites her lip, debating. “Rough,” she says finally.
“Good choice. Go back to rubbing yourself. I want to see how many times I can make you come without touching your pussy.”