Page 18 of Alphabets & Omegas


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I swipe my tongue over the little bundle of nerves and listen to her sing for me.

“Alpha!”

It’s cock-raising music to my ears.

“That’s what you need, isn’t it, Omega?” I use my other hand to part her lips further and pull the hood over her clit. Exposed, I suck on it with enthusiasm.

“Yes,” she whimpers.

She’s so close to losing control. I can feel it. I flick my tongue back and forth, keeping my rhythm steady as I wring high pitched moans from Nevaeh. My Alpha stamina comes into effect, and I don’t relent for a moment.

Her body tenses and her grip on my hair tightens until it hurts. She pants sharply and her thighs tremble against the sides of my head.

She’s made me so fucking hard I’m leaking pre-cum onto the sheets below. I’m desperate for her tight little hole, but not until she’s come. She comes first, in bed and out of it.

“I’m gonna come!” She whimpers, followed by a howl of ecstasy. Her channel clenches around my fingers and her slick gushes freely. Her back arches and her head falls back, exposing the long line of her throat. I want to scrape my canines down its length, trailing little red marks that linger long after we’re done fucking.

“Yes, Omega. That’s a good girl.”

I slowly coax her down from her high, licking gently around her sensitive clit, savoring her slick. I think I’ve found my newfavorite hobby. She can do her arts and crafts as long as I can have my tongue between her legs. That’s a good deal, right?

When her legs stop shaking, I climb up her body and pin her thighs to her chest. Tugging down the neck of her dress, I briefly palm her gorgeous breasts. Her nipples are hard and begging to be sucked, but I can feel myself slipping into a rut mindset. I can’t hold myself back for much longer.

“Omega, I’m gonna go into rut,” I grunt, the strain leaking into my tone. I’m worried I’m going to hurt her when I finally let loose my sexual frustrations from the last few weeks.

She beams up at me with a look of pride, and I shake my head at her.

“Baby, I might hurt you.”

“I can take it. I want to take it.”

It’s all the reassurance I need, and with a roar, I surge into her.

Her walls resist me for a moment, but the amount of slick she’s produced helps me glide all the way home. I’m buried to the hilt in my Omega, and I groan.

Fucking finally!

I draw back and start to pound into her, setting a furious pace, relishing the sensation of being inside her. I can feel every twitch of her pussy walls, and every contraction sends me falling deeper into bliss.

The beast inside me takes control, and I collar her throat with one hand while pinning her arms above her with the other. My claws prick her pale skin and tiny dots of blood well to the surface.

Her moans are animalistic as her submissive Omega rises to meet my Alpha’s dominance. She can’t move – all she can do is take my cock.

“Good Omega. You’re taking me so well,” I growl, leaning down to plunder her open mouth. I lick into her, wanting her to feel me inside her everywhere. She needs to know that she’smine. She agreed to option three. That means she’s my mate and she’s mine to fuck forever.

The thought sets me off and before I can warn Nevaeh, my knot inflates rapidly, locking me inside her. It continues to grow, filling up her pussy with alarming speed.

She shouts, her eyes flying wide as I continue to rock into her, unable to stop as my orgasm crests just out of reach. “Oh my god, Casey. Fuck, it’s so much,” she shouts as she looks down to where we’re joined. I belatedly realize this is probably the first time she’s taken an actual Alpha’s knot.

“Touch yourself,” I grunt, words coming out garbled in the depth of my rut. “Make yourself come on my cock and I’ll give you my seed, Omega.”

She doesn’t hesitate, teasing her clit with practiced speed, and after a moment, she clenches around my knot with a keening cry.

And, finally, I get the chance to ‘shoot my shot’ as I’ve been trying to since I met my gorgeous Omega. I follow her over the edge, and my cock shoots load after load of come into my Omega. I grind us through each pulsating load, my Alpha determined to fill my Omega to the brim.

Breed Omega.My wolf snarls insistently.

Her eyes are closed and her mouth hanging open as she moans with each hot spurt.