Chapter 20
Chapter Twenty
Isidro
“Stay in bed with me,” I murmur, my arms locking around Silva’s waist. My skin feels clammy, and my body is starting to slick. It’s such an odd feeling after going so long without, but it always is when I go into heat.
It’s enough to feel crazy as the feeling of being “other” drips from my asshole and cock.
“You’re making it very difficult to want to get up,” Silva sighs happily.
Syrus went to work at five-thirty in the morning, while Kyren just left for the bed and breakfast to get our things. I’m not sure if Silva has work tonight, but I really don’t want her to leave.
My cock is heavy and hard. I can’t help grinding against her ass as I whimper.
“I can’t help it,” I complain. “I’m trying to be a gentleman.”
“Izzy, you don’t need to do that,” she says, turning her head to kiss my lips.
Groaning, I perfume as I push the blankets away to grind my cock against her skin.
“Silva,” I rasp against her lips. “Please. You’re wearing too many clothes.”
“Am I?” she teases. “You’re not allowing me much movement, baby. I can’t take my shirt off without you letting me go.”
The haze surrounding my mind lifts for a moment and awe floods me. Silva had such an intense nightmare last night, she was willing to claw Syrus’ eyes out in her sleep. Now, she’s teasing me in the light of day about keeping her restrained.
The two instances are very different, yet the fact that Silva so easily can recognize that is astonishing. God, she’s amazing.
“I guess I’ll let you go if it’s to strip,” I pout, releasing her. Sitting up, Silva hides a smile as she pulls her shirt over her head.
Her soft skin is perfect, healed from everything her foster brothers did to her. One day, my unit will kill them and no one will know or care that their existence has been scrubbed from the universe except for us.
“Come here please,” I beg, pulling her over my body.
Her naked cunt slicks as she rocks over my cock, and she leans over me to kiss my lips. The kiss begins slowly, until I’m moaning into her mouth, my hand squeezing her ass as I control her movements. I need what I need.
I won’t apologize for it as reality feels like it splits until all that matters is her. I can’t even remember why Harlan left the room, but I know it was kind of important.
Oh well.
I took her hair out of its braid when I first woke up, so it’s a wild cascade of curls over my body. My fingers happily get tangled in them as I fist my hand to control our kiss. It’s becoming more desperate, and all tongue and teeth as she moans.
“What can I do to help you?” she whispers against my lips.
“Let me love you,” I whisper back. I want to tell her that I want to make love to her, but the words are out there as I kiss her head.
The flow of sentence structure is getting harder, as is my cock.
Her whimper of need fuels mine, and I flip her underneath me so I can bury my face in her throat and breathe in her scent.
“Silva.”
Her small hand wraps around my cock, and then the crown of my shaft is right where I need it to be. The slightest movement has me stretching her cunt, and she gasps as I sink into her slick heat.
“Oh fuck,” I whine. I’m not thinking about condoms or any protection.
This part of me would actually revel in getting her pregnant, and my small growl makes her pussy clench around me. The vision of a beautiful bred omega with my baby inside of her makes me a little feral as I thrust myself deep inside of her.
“Izzy,” she moans. “Fuck, you feel good.”
“God, I think I just found heaven,” I rasp, finding her lips again.
Her arms wrap around me as she pulls me as close as possible, and I keep my thrusts slow and steady as I fuck her into the mattress.
I’m a horny omega, and if I don’t get what I want, I’ll cry. It’s true. I’m very hormonal. I’ve been denying my true self for too long, and my body seems to think I need to make up for lost time.
“Ugh. Baby, I need a little more,” she moans.
I’m not a completely selfish bastard, even spiraling in the need for pleasure. Ghosting my hand in between our bodies, I begin to rub her clit with firm, slow pressure.
“You’re going to have to wait for more than this,” I say, my eyes rolling back as her cunt has something to say about that. It clenches so hard, it’s a miracle my dick is still attached, but goddamn do I love that pain too. “Fuck. You’re a spicy little omega, aren’t you?”
“You have no idea,” she whines. “Izzy. Argh.”
“Mine,” I sigh, meaning it as I lick up her skin. “Mmm, you taste so good.”
Slick slides out of her cunt, staining the sheets, but I don’t care. If anything, I’m proud of this. I want to see her nest after this. Maybe she’ll let me add a few things to it. Betas don’t need things like nests, which is why I’ve never had one.
Breathe. I am one depressed thought away from becoming a sad puddle of an omega. I want to feel good…with Silva.
Her legs move so that her heels are digging into my ass, encouraging my hips to thrust faster.
Deciding that I want this too, I begin to piston and grind against her clit as I fuck her.
Silva’s back arches as she keens, her nails gliding down my neck as she takes everything I have to give her.
She’s so fucking tight, her body soft and pliant, taking and offering freely.
Her eyes widen as I grab handfuls of her ass to move so that I’m on my knees, lifting her up to hit a new spot inside of her.
“Oh God!” she cries out, making me hope that people can hear her. I want them to know that Silva is happy, sated, and well fucked.
I’ll consider adding better insulation to her house later, as that’s a spring type of concern. We barely fixed the things I wanted to do before the first snowflake fell. I’m done with house repairs for now.
My balls begin to tighten as slick slides out of my asshole, and her fingers tear at the sheets as I slide against her g-spot. My cock is laser focused on making her come, and I can feel the walls of her cunt twitching as she gets closer.
“Come for me,” I rasp, holding her up in the same position with one hand so I can rub her and squeeze her clit.
Her moans and whimpers get louder as the smell of sex fills the room. I’m working completely on instinct, doing whatever I think she wants. I’ve never had sex with a girl before, and I’m very close to my release. She’s soft and sweet, things I can never say about my alphas.
Sweat slides down my chest just as Silva comes, and I groan as my thrusts get less rhythmic as she strangles my cock.
“Dios mio!” I scream, losing myself as I fall off the cliff with her, filling her with ropes of cum. In fact, it’s so much, it overflows her pussy, and I shudder as I continue to orgasm.
“Fuck me, the omegas are fucking,” Harlan whispers.
Catching myself as I fall forward, I roll so that Silva is sprawled over my body and not crushed.
“The omegas were fucking,” I say breathlessly.
Leaning against the door frame, he nods as he watches me. I don’t feel as out of control anymore, something I can tell that he sees.
“What did you go do?” I ask. “I can’t remember.”
Harlan smirks, and I suppose my heat induced brain fog is a little funny.
“Aiden didn’t pick up when I called to tell him that we were leaving the bed and breakfast. Sloane did though, and he got chatty. I didn’t tell him why we’re here, I just said that the writing was on the wall to leave,” he explains. “Its so nice to shower in a bathroom not built for a hobbit.”
Silva snorts, making me chuckle.
“Tea isn’t used to boarding giant alphas, Harlan,” she says.
“Mmhmm. You look very relaxed,” he teases her. “It looks good on you.”
“I don’t want to move, but I also suddenly can’t stop thinking about your nest,” I admit.
“Then let’s go see it,” she says, getting up. Silva stills as my cock slowly slides out of her, and I smile even as I wince. I didn’t want to disconnect from her, which is why I didn’t bother to pull out earlier.
My cock is painfully hard still, though I don’t feel as if I’m going to die without sex. Dramatic? Maybe, but this is what it feels like, especially leading up to and during my heat.
Giving her an apologetic shrug as cum escapes from her pussy once my cock slips out of her, I get up and scoop her into my arms.
“You’re going to track cum everywhere otherwise,” I explain.
“This is a lot of um, fluids,” she giggles.
I nearly trip at the sound and glance at Harlan to make sure he heard it too. Inclining his head, he shows me I’m not hallucinating yet.
Yes, that’s a possibility for me. Being an omega is fucking awesome.
“It happens when I’m in preheat,” I say, blushing as I continue to the bathroom.
“Well, if your intention was to turn me into your own personal cream pie, you achieved it,” she grumbles as I set her feet down.
Feeling pretty proud of myself, we both clean up, and Harlan tosses me a pair of joggers. Bringing the material to my nose, I sigh happily as I see that it smells like amber and saffron, just like him. Somehow, it settles my nerves as I pull them on, and Silva wraps a robe around her body.
At my raised brow, she shrugs.
“Something tells me I won’t be needing clothes much today, Izzy,” she says.
Harlan stands at the entrance of the bathroom, his lips twitching in amusement as he says,“I’m going to go make food for us. Please, please eat, Izzy. I want to take advantage of the fact that you’re not puking your guts out.”
Making a face as my stomach growls, I shake my head. “Food sounds awful. I fully plan to coerce Silva into letting me eat her pussy. Can’t I survive on cum?”
Silva’s jaw drops as I pout while Harlan rolls his eyes.
“Can I convince you to withhold your orgasms from the bratty omega?” Harlan asks, looking harassed.
“Harlan,” I complain.
“I’m always open to negotiation,” Silva says instead, surprising me as she takes my hand and walks through the next door into her nest.
“Maybe we can try a little broth!” she calls over her shoulder.