He gathered me in his arms, my naked body oozing slick, and sprinted back in the direction from which we came. It didn’t take us long to reach the safety of our evergreen tree, but with every jolting step, my lower belly curled and cramped with arousal. His fingers wrapped around the freshly punished skin of my naked backside and I sucked in a breath, enjoying both the pain and pleasure from it in the exact same moment. I pressed my face into his shoulder, hiding my eyes from the world.
He began to slow, and I lifted my head. We’d arrived.
“Alix,” I moaned, quickly losing myself in the liquid fire pulsing through my veins. He pushed the boughs of our den aside, carrying me across the threshold and tossing me gently down onto the bed I had so painstakingly prepared.
It was perfect. It was our nest.
He squatted down and my eyes stared at the bulging erection still contained within the fabric of his khaki slacks. He was just was big as I imagined. Even now, entirely covered, it reminded me of a weapon, and I wondered if I’d be able to take it.
I hoped I could. I desired it. I wanted him, wanted his cock deep between my legs, and I needed it to hurt. Slowly, he began to unbutton his shirt. When he reached the bottom, he shrugged the piece of clothing off his shoulders and I gasped when I saw his naked chest for the very first time. I’d known he was strong, but I hadn’t known just how much. His chest was sculpted, his pectoral muscles large and powerful, tapering down into an abdomen that was cut like a body builder. His hips were slender, a V-shape venturing down into the waistline of his slacks that left me breathless with want.
Somewhere deep in the depths of my mind, I knew I should be fighting this, but my instincts were too strong. My omega had risen, and she was here to stay.
Sluggishly, he unbuttoned his slacks and pushed them down his hips, finally freeing his massive cock to my gaze. The fabric clung to his thick thighs, but then he kicked them off and stood tall, standing entirely naked and completely erect before me. I licked my lips, feasting upon the sight.
He was a true alpha.
His cock was long, curving upward with his own arousal. It was as thick as a club, with veins curling to either side of the length of his shaft. I could see them pulsing with blood and I sighed softly, my pussy clenching hard with anticipation. The head of his cock drew toward me, bobbing slightly as he stalked closer to me. A few drops of pre-cum gathered at the slit on top and I crawled forward, suddenly ravenous for a taste of him.
Kneeling before him, I reached for him and ran the tip of my tongue over the head of his cock. He growled softly and grasped my shoulders, pushing me down onto my back before him. I drew in a sharp breath as my punished ass collided with the blankets beneath me, but the gentle smirk on his face told me he didn’t care, that he enjoyed it even.
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t too.
Slowly, I spread my thighs for him, and he feasted on the sight of my pussy. His gaze was powerful, and a rush of slick dribbled down my inner thighs, signaling to him that I was ready to take both his cock and his knot, deep between my legs. He purred softly and my inner walls trembled with need.
Heat ran rampant through my veins and I quivered from the intensity of it. Nothing I could do would satiate me. I needed Alix to claim me as his omega.
I needed him to fuck me already. My upper lip rose in challenge and his expression darkened with ravenous lust. One of my hands ventured up toward my breasts, circling my nipple, and I sucked in a heated breath.
He squatted down before me and dragged his fingers through my wetness before lifting them to my lips. I opened my mouth and he forced my own slickness into my mouth, wiping it on my tongue and making me taste my own arousal.
It was sweet, like wine and berries and sugary honey. I suckled on his fingers then, needing to swallow every last drop, and he smiled with hungry approval.
Then he maneuvered himself over me, until the side of his shaft pressed against my drenched folds. I gasped at the boiling heat, but my hips moved of their own accord, dragging my wet flesh up and down his length.
More slick poured from my body, soaking the blankets beneath us, but I no longer cared. His hands pressed to either side of my head and I looked up at him, feeling feral and wild. I needed to be fucked.
My entire body pulsed and mindless lust throbbed through my veins. I cried out with it, feeling the pain of my desire wrench my core, the force of it keeping me flat on my bed with my thighs spread wide for my alpha.
He looked down at me like I was his next meal and he couldn’t wait to have a taste.
My hips rocked back and forth and my head drew back. I cried out with pleasure as my clit rubbed against his shaft. He snarled in warning and I stilled. The message was clear. The only pleasure I was going to find was what he himself granted to me. His hips moved backwards, and I whined forlornly when his hard length no longer touched my wet folds, but soon I was rewarded with the simmering heat of the head of his cock against my greedy entrance.
My wetness flowed around him, my body preparing for the surge of alpha cock. He groaned and the aroma of my slick filled the air, permeating all around us. I could still smell him, the scent of him a heady mixture that left me feeling wanting and needy, and it fueled me to push my hips up in an effort to take him inside me.
The resulting growl stilled me, warning me to control myself.
“Please,” I pleaded.
“Mine,” he growled.
His hips surged forward, hard. In one single motion, he pressed into my entrance, bursting through my thin virginal barrier, and I cried out in agony at the sudden assault on my senses. Pain blurred my vision and I squeezed my eyes shut, moaning as it washed over me with one wave after another.
His girth stretched me beyond what I had thought to be possible and I keened, the burning sensation overwhelming as my body tried to accommodate his size. My pussy wouldn’t take him all at once initially, and he pushed his hips forward and back, forcing each inch of his length into me with every relentless thrust.
He wasn’t gentle at all.
I moaned with agony, but I grew wetter still, the initial pain morphing into pleasure with each passing moment. My inner walls convulsed around him, begging him to push it all inside me. I wanted to take it. I needed it, even if it had to hurt.