Maybe omegas just swallowed knots up like an anaconda, their hipbones temporarily dislocating, but mine didn’t. Even with practice, even with all the cascade of memories of how good this would feel rushing through me. Even knowing how much I needed this, because it was only a knot that would allow the itch inside me to settle for some time, until I found myself here all over again.
“That’s it,” he said, his cool fracturing now, real wonder in his voice. “That’s my good girl. You need everything I’ve got to give and then some more. Breathe in and keep on breathing. Suck oxygen into your lungs. Fill them.”
I did just that until my head lifted, my chest and diaphragm uncomfortably tight now, my heartbeat thudding in my ears.
“Let it out when you’re ready because I’ll be coming with it. Let it out when you’re ready to let me in.”
Even during anonymous hook-ups, there was something so insanely intimate in fucking an alpha that I never got anywhere else. A beta could fuck away with little to no input from me or lots. We chose that. But with an alpha? There was no way he was getting all the way inside me, not until I said yes.
My breath hissed out, barely audible at first, but he noticed because his entire focus was me. He rubbed his hand up and down my spine, stroking me, praising me right up until the last burst of it rushed out. Then he pushed in. My breath came in sharp little pants, my mind instantly rebelling, sure this wouldn’t work. It couldn’t, it wouldn’t fit and I whined that to him.
“Of course, it will,” he said, his voice so sweet and reassuring now. “You’re made to take me, Lily.”
His use of my name again, that broke the mood slightly, and was something I thought about long afterwards, but not right here, not right now. I stretched and kept on stretching, the sensation making my clit feel like it was forced out from underneath its tiny hood, aching and twitching in the cool air. But his fingers found it again, teasing it at first, forcing me to squirm against him, feeling that blunt pressure of his knot everywhere. But as I shifted, moaned, moved, something inside me felt like it loosened and that’s when I bore down on him.
He was right, I wanted this. He’d lock down so tight it’d be like one long G-spot orgasm which would obliterate everything else but this. I groaned into the chair cushion, my teeth grinding, my muscles straining until he barked the words.
“Take me, Lily! Take me now or this is going to hurt!”
Oh no, it wasn’t. I felt myself swallow him down, a massive lump that sat in my pussy, bringing nerve endings to life I didn’t even know I had.
“You OK? Tell me you’re OK,” he ordered.
But I couldn’t reply. I sucked in breath like it was manna from heaven, a sloppy smile spreading across my face. I swivelled my hips experimentally, his hands slapping down to stop me until I let out a god awful groan. I was knot drunk, some dim part of my mind knew that. Endorphins had come rushing to my head, exploding within, making everything feel so fucking good in a way no beta could replicate.
“So good, alpha…” I gasped, finally.
I was scooped up then, held against his chest, his cock still locked down inside me as I was carried over to the bed.
“You’ve done so well, beautiful girl,” he said, but his voice sounded destroyed, right before he settled us down on the edge of it. “But now the real fun starts. You’re going to milk every drop of everything I have to give you out, but not before I drive you fucking mad. Your thighs need to be on the outside of mine and your hands around the back of my neck.”
I moved instantly to obey him. He was the cock master right now, bestower of all pleasures, and I was too damn deep in the sensations of my body to question anything.
“Good girl. I need you to stay like this, perfectly open to me. Your tits are mine to play with.” His fingers ghosted across my nipples and I arched my back to chase that feeling. “Your cunt is mine to tease. Each time you come, you’re going to drag more of my seed out of me and I think it's going to take quite a few to breed this pussy in the way it deserves.”
“Yes, alpha…” I mumbled, resting my head against his shoulder.
Chapter 18
“Reed, I can’t…”
God, if he wanted an omega, he was getting some of that experience now. I was whining just like one, my voice all drawn out and annoying. But I was wrung out, unable to give him anything more, but he kept on demanding.
The next orgasm came from featherlight brushes across my nipples, making them pull so tight, aching for him, before he went back for more. He covered my breasts in his massive hands, his calluses rasping across my skin as he praised the swells of my body with coarse, hot words. Right then, I could believe him when he told me my tits were perfect, that he was cursing himself for locking down inside me at this angle. That he wanted to lick and suckle them as I spasmed helplessly around him. But he promised that would come afterwards, once I’d taken everything he had building there for me.
The one after that came from stroking my inner thighs, my cunt twitching at each sweep of his hands until they rose higher and higher, closer to where I ached. And the first time his finger slid down the hood of my clit, I groaned like a woman with a broken heart. Because the pleasure broke me, just light enough to keep me going, then faster, harder, coaxing me on and on, making me arch and shift as much as I could, so that massive lump of his knot rubbed just right.
“Bouncing on my knot?” he rumbled in appreciation. “You are a good girl. A perfect girl who’s going to feel the most perfect pleasure.”
And I did. Sobbing into his hand as his fingers pushed into my mouth, my lips frantically sucking on them until the waves had subsided again and he was ready for more. Then damp fingers slid down my spine, into the tiny gap between us, one finger circled my arse.
“Yes?” he asked, but I was helpless to reply, caught up in this wild symphony of sensation. “I think so. I think you need me to claim every damn bit of you tonight. You're a hungry girl.”
And at my breathless little assent, his finger slid in, feeling like it had to be wedged into a space already compromised, his knot so deep inside me. But I found myself shifting and swaying quickly enough, especially when his other hand went to my clit. I was like some pliable little fuck doll, teased and taunted by the big bad alpha until I exploded all over him.
But even so, I began to tire. My thigh muscles shook from clenching so hard, my body felt raw and exposed in a way I hadn’t experienced in so long.
Not since Ben, a dark voice said.