Chapter 21 #2
“I guess romance isn’t dead,” she admits, moving back to slide the toy out of me. I shudder as she does this, and she makes a noise of reprimand. “Don’t come yet.”
“Darlin’,” I pant, my entire nervous system on fire as she moves. “I promise I’ll have so much cum for you. Your pheromones are like catnip for me. I am going to be hard for days. Oh God.”
“No, not without me,” she pouts, tossing the toy to the side. Damn, she moves fast. “How can I have the most control with your dick inside of me?”
Turning, I lay back on the bed, watching the calculated way that she crawls over me. My hands move over her skin, and I notice that she’s much warmer than before. She’s falling fast into heat.
My omega is on the hunt for alpha dick, and I fully intend to give her mine.
“Just like this,” I say, watching as she instinctively rubs her cunt over my cock. “That’s it. Get me nice and wet.”
Isolde’s hand is shaking as she holds my cock in place so she can ease down on it.
“It doesn’t hurt,” she moans, dropping lower. I knew it wouldn’t, but experiencing is believing.
My jaw grits as she begins riding me, using me as her own personal toy. Her eyes open from unconsciously having closed, pupils blown wide with white hot desire.
“Atta girl. Fuck, you feel so good. Do you like being filled up?”
“Yes…ugh, yes!” she says, her hands moving to play with her breasts.
Smiling at her, I sit up and suck on her nipples. Her skin tastes sweet despite beginning to sweat, and I chase the droplets as she grinds down on my knot.
“Are you feeling brave?” I rumble. “Fuck, your wet cunt is already trying to pull me in. What do you think about letting it?”
Gazing into her eyes, I see the moment she decides to lift herself with her knees and drop onto my knot.
“Isolde!” I yell, feeling myself slipping deep into her cunt. “Fuck, you don’t play fair, darlin’.”
“Fair is…boring,” she pants. “Fuck me…Alpha please. I’m ready for you to take over.”
Flipping her onto her back without breaking our connection, I kiss her as I fuck her with my knot.
“Yes, yes. Alpha!”
Isolde breaks apart again as her hands fist in my hair. My omega loves to pull me where she wants. I don’t mind the push and pull of control. I have it in other areas of my life, and I’ll gladly give her mine here.
My hips piston in short motions as I thrust my knot further inside of her until I feel myself pop all the way in. Continuing to fuck her by using her slick to rock over her nerve endings, I growl as she begins to lose any sense of calm.
Isolde wraps her legs around my waist to make sure she’s as close to me as possible, and I suck on her neck as she begins to sob with emotion.
“Lucas, bite me. Please don’t tease. I want it so badly,” she cries. “Please!”
“I’m already yours,” I purr honestly. My teeth graze her skin, while I hold myself back from biting her. I need to do it, I want to tell the world that she’s mine.
It’s why our pack has done all of the legwork to call her ours on paper. This is just the final step.
“Promise you want me forever,” I rasp in her ear. “I love you so much, and I know this is fast. Fuck. I don’t want you to regret this.”
“I won’t,” she promises, pulling on my hair so she can gaze into my eyes. “Fuck, don’t stop. I’m so close. I love you. I’m scared to say it, but I have to. Bite me, Alpha. I won’t regret it.”
Her eyes clear from the haze of her full blown heat for a moment, and that’s when I push her chin to the side so I can bite just above her clavicle bone. Isolde cries out as her pussy attempts to kill me. It tightens to the point that she’s strangling me, and my dick jerks before I begin to come.
Ropes of it paint her walls, and Isolde screams as she follows me in my release. If she was a boa constrictor, that’s the best way I could describe how tightly she’s holding me.
Gasping for breath, I lift my head as I release her throat, only to find Isolde’s passed out.
“Shit,” I whisper, reaching for my pants so I can grab my phone. “Ready or not, here we come, guys.”
Me:
I have a fairly unconscious omega in heat that I’m currently knot deep inside of. I expect that we’re about to be in the thick of this, guys. Please clear the housekeeper from the halls, Grant, so I don’t have to give Rita a raise for seeing my cock.
Alesso and Oliver thought it would be a good idea to have a pack chat, and that’s where I’m texting this to. Instead of having to message them all individually, I have one place to ask questions. I appreciate efficiency.
Grant:
I’m texting Rita now. Just because I have to get comfortable with what your dick looks like, doesn’t mean she needs to.
Rolling my eyes, I gather Isolde close to me as I sit up. There, just above her clavicle, are my teeth marks. I feel very proud of them, especially because I know she wanted them before we walked into this room.
I rarely second guess shit, but I do with Isolde. There’s too much to lose in not making sure she’s okay with something. I’ll continue to check in with her, even if it might make her crazy.
I like arguing with her. Especially if it means we can make up in unusual ways.
Getting off the bed, I wince because my knot doesn’t seem to want to come out. I’m going to have to walk butt naked through the house.
“Is it really streaking if it’s your house?” I mutter, yanking a blanket off a chair so I can cover my omega.
No one can see her like this but her alphas.
I leave my phone in my room because I refuse to deal with any emergencies during my first heat with Isolde. The world could stop spinning on its revolving axis, and I don’t think I’d care.
Isolde opens her eyes as I pad down the stairs, and I take a deep breath of relief. Even though I could feel her chest rise and fall, I still don’t like that she passed out on me.
“Hi,” she whispers, yawning widely. “Are we going to my nest?”
“Hell yes we are,” I say smugly. “I’m headed over to your little house now.”
“You’re buttass naked,” she notices, frowning.
“Mmmhmm. The staff has been warned,” I confirm.
“Hmm. As long as no one else gets to see your cute butt except me,” she pouts.
“I hate to break it to you, but our pack is going to get an eyeful,” I tease her, reaching for the door as I shove my feet into a pair of boots next to it.
I didn’t put them there, which means Rita is avoiding us and still helping. Frostbite on my toes would be a real downer. Bless that woman.
“I guess I should mark my claim then, huh?” she asks, biting her lip as I walk outside.
Isolde is lucid and free of pain for now. We may as well have this conversation as I cross the back yard while naked as a jaybird. I can feel her nerves coming through the bond, and I smile because I love the way the little bubbles of emotion feel.
Isolde can be very closed off. It’s a nice change of pace to know that this makes her nervous.
“Darlin’, I would be honored if you decided to finish sealing our bond. I’ll go at your pace though,” I promise her.
“My pace is now,” she murmurs, grabbing my arm.
Cursing in my mind as I shift my hands so I won’t drop her, I watch as she chooses her spot to bite me.
“Here,” she says, deciding on my bicep. “No one will see it though.”
Her lips purse as she pouts, and I can see what she means. My suits mean that my skin is covered for the most part while I’m at work.
“But I will,” I remind her. “You and I are the only ones who matter when it comes to our bond. Our pack will pivot as bonds solidify. Do what you want.”
She nods just as I get to her new house, and leans down to bite hard. My dick thickens inside of her, making her groan.
“I told you,” I hiss. “You’re my little blue pill. My dick won’t be going soft for a long while if you’re in heat. Thank you for relieving me of my blue knot. My libido and I appreciate it.”
Isolde releases me as she grins.
“Good, because I’m going to need everything you can give me,” she says, her eyes slowly getting hazy. “I hurt again.”
And then, she proceeds to squeeze my knot with every muscle in her cunt as she clamps down. Time to take care of my girl. A job I’ll never get tired of.