It wasn’t enough, I felt that immediately. It was a pleasant enough sensation, but it was ruined by the knowledge that I needed more. His two fingers slipped right into me without the requisite friction, my body twisting as a result. He laughed and kissed me more, pushing another finger in, then another, but it wasn’t right.
“Colt…”
“I know, love. I can feel it.”
But he can’t have, not really, not when he pulled his fingers free to rub my clit. That was already swollen. I was already swollen, and I needed more.
“Colt…”
“I love your impatience,” he said, his voice growing hoarse and growly. “I love that you need this just as much as I do.” He pulled back then, my eyes raking down his body, staring possessively at what was mine, but if it belonged to me, it needed to do as it was told.
“Colt, I need you to fuck me…” I started to say in an intense tone, trying to use whatever omega command I might muster.
“What, like this?”
He grinned then, the boy still inside the man, and that reassured me because the man, he took over pretty quickly, his smile dying just as quickly as it formed, my leg thrown up and against his shoulder as he settled down, and that was when I got everything I needed and more.
My body flopped down on the bed as he gripped his cock, rubbing the head against me, making me moan, then remember Blake’s aborted attempt to satisfy me before.
“Shh…” Ryan said, lying down behind my head, stroking his hands through my wet hair. “It’ll be OK, omega. Colt’s got you.”
And he did. Colt stared down at me, just forcing me to adjust to the feel of him, that big swollen crown of his cock, rubbing it through my folds, against my clit and back again, until I went limp on the bed, ready for more. With the prescient ability of an alpha, he knew, falling down on the bed, propped up on his hands as he stared down at me.
“You’re gonna take my cock, Riley, and my knot. I’m gonna fuck myself into you over and over, with everything I’ve got in my heart—all the need and the desperation, all the frustration and the pain.” I felt some of that now as he began to sink deeper. I wanted more and was terrified of getting it, my back arching at the sudden intrusion. The part of me that was still a beta felt my body stretch in ways it never had before, unsure of the results until I was.
“Colt…” I murmured, my hands going to his hair, his shoulders, his hips, tugging him deeper.
“That’s it, baby. You’re taking me so well.”
It was more than that. It made sense somehow that my body had to work to fit his girth, because hadn’t everything in our relationship until this point been like this? Right now, I was ready to embrace that. My legs locked around his hips as he pulsed inside me, sinking deeper each time, and then I pulled him down.
“Fuck!”
We both let out a little exhalation at that, then stared at each other wide-eyed at what had happened. He was hot, heavy, hard inside me, and I just wanted more.
I kissed him first, and that seemed to trigger something inside Colt. His teeth sunk into my lip, and he began to rut me, each thrust forcing his knot up against my clit, but not for long. I thrust back, meeting him stroke for stroke, feeling something loosen as his thrusts got harder, faster. I needed him, and I told him that, in weird babbling trails of words, until finally, he drew back.
“Now?”
It was part question, part command, because as always, Colt would never take something from me, not until it was given.
“Please, Colt.”
He sank down, and right when it felt like there was nowhere else to go, he stared into my eyes as he pushed harder.
“Colt…!”
“I know. I love you, Riley. I always fucking will and this is hard, but you need to take my knot now.”
His command resonated all the way through me, making my body shift and change in ways I didn’t understand. There was only a terrible, terrible pressure beforehand, but now? Now I had everything I’d ever needed and more as he fed his knot inside me, until finally, it popped in. He kissed me, Ryan kissed me, I couldn’t tell who anymore, because with his knot came a beautiful cloud of free-floating pleasure that just seemed to rush through me.
“Ready to be my girl, Riley? Ready to become my mate?”
I nodded vaguely, too swept up in me, him, us right now to answer coherently, but I wrapped my arms around his neck as he began to move in shorter, more desperate strokes now. He couldn’t contain what was inside him, but he also couldn’t move too far. I was clenched down around him, choking him, forcing his pre-cum out of him in a steady stream in a way that made his teeth grind together and his heart speed, because now, now I could feel him. So when his eyes opened, when he stared down at me, I was staring right back, right up until I turned my head to one side in a way that felt completely right.
The fire inside me roared up, bright and sparkling, right up until the point he sank his fangs into me, and then something snapped tight, firm and unyielding, as our bodies went into riot. My fingers dug into him and he clung to me as his cum jetted inside me, over and over, while my cunt gripped him, draining him with all I was worth. Right as the pleasure took on a razor-sharp edge, I bit down into the place his neck met his shoulder and made him mine.
I was swept up then, the two of us locked together now, and we would be forever. He was my Colt, and I said that over and over again, tears sliding down my face until he kissed every one of them away.