In the months since I had been her lover, I had never seen this much slick. Was she in heat? She let out a small whimper and tightened her stomach but didn’t drop her hands.
I couldn’t speak to tell her all the things I dreamed of doing to her, how I wanted to worship her and frighten her at the same time. How I wanted to make her writhe in both anticipation and nervousness.
I would have to show her instead.
I spread her even wider, staring at her wet, flushed pussy, opened for me. Drawing in a breath, feeling her honey coat my lungs, I dove down and lapped up her copious slick, smearing the rich fluid over my face. I nibbled and licked, pressing my tongue into her opening, then returning to her clit to suckle and tease, until she was moaning. “P-please, Axe,” she cried out. “I need more.”
Her hands twisted the belt, and I let out a bark to remind her who the Alpha was. Her juices gushed again, and I returned to my feast, working her nubbin of flesh until she was arching her back and chanting my name. I drew her clit into my mouth and gave it a gentle nip but stopped before she fell over the edge of pleasure.
Slick poured from her, and I lowered my face to her opening, drinking it like nectar, every swallow making my cock harder, my knot larger. Fuck. I was addicted to this woman’s pussy. I had to be inside her. I lifted my head and stared into her gleaming eyes. “Let go and turn over.”
“Axe?” Her voice trembled. “What are you—oh!” She let out a shriek as I flipped her suddenly onto her stomach, and folded her fingers around the thick leather again, my own hands making it clear she was not to release her grip. She panted, “I won’t let go,” and her fingers went white with the pressure she exerted.
I slid down the bed and pulled her thighs apart, working my tongue from the top of her globed buttocks down the center, relishing the moans that came from her as I lapped at her sweet cunt.
I let my fingers play at her opening, allowing one to slip into her still-tight channel, then another, moving them in and out roughly, stretching her in preparation for more.
We had been mated for months, but I had been hesitant to take her as often as I wanted. My cock was as overgrown as I was, and before Vali, I had never found a woman who could physically take my girth and length. But Vali’s pussy was wetter than I had ever seen it, and the moans she made were ones of anticipation.
Omegas were meant for Alphas, their bodies made to stretch to fit our over-large cocks, miraculously opening when they were prepared adequately to take even our swollen knots. My own knot, that bulbous, hard flesh that had always been far too large, pulsed. I ached to feel it pop into Vali’s tight channel, to listen to her cry out as it swelled even larger, locking us together.
“Axe,” she pleaded now, writhing on my hand, her orgasm bearing down on her.
I added a third finger, and her breathing grew strained as she fought against the uncomfortable pressure. My other hand moved to her clit, and I worked it, pinching and squeezing. In a sudden rush, she was coming, screaming out my name in a voice that had grown raw.
Almost as raw as my cock. I glanced down, feeling the ache there. Goddess, my knot was wider than I had ever seen it. It must be the nest, I thought. The nest, or feeling her tight walls accepting my thick fingers, or the way her honey coated her thighs. Or how fucking small she was under me, how accepting.
I tapped her hands and gently forced her to release the belt, though she cried out like I was depriving her of her favorite possession. She moved as if to turn over, possibly to protest, but I pressed her down. I had never taken her in this position; I had worried it would make my length harder for her to accept. But this evening, with that copious slick working to help the passage of my cock, was the perfect time to try.
I pulled her up to her knees, marveling at the pink and red flush of her folds as she presented herself to me. My heart stuttered at the sight, at how generous my mate was in every way. I purred slightly, so she could hear how she had pleased her Alpha, and she shivered with pleasure.
Goddess, I loved this woman. I grabbed her hips and set the tip of my cock to her opening. It was fucking obscene, the way even the head was too wide for her, how I had to fight to force it in. She whined and groaned as I pressed the first inch in, her walls squeezing me so tightly, I wondered if it might not work this time.
I always wondered that, and my Omega always took me.
A few more thrusts, and a few more inches, and I was halfway inside. Her opening was stretched wide around my girth, and I began moving with short thrusts, loving the sound of her moans, the sight of her small cunt widening. She was so drenched, our skin made wet, slapping noises as I moved through her.
“Axe?” Her hand moved under her to her stomach, and she clutched it. “I think,” she whimpered, “I think I’m going into heat.”
She stopped talking when I pushed my whole cock into her, feeling the harder knot press against her entrance. Her meaning didn’t register in my mind right away, but my body understood on an instinctual level, driving me right to the edge of release.
“I could get pregnant, Axe.” Her voice was quiet, but I could hear the joy in it. The acceptance. “I could have your baby. Our baby.”
She was right. Omegas could only conceive when they were in heat. For a split second, my lungs stopped working. I couldn’t breathe for sheer happiness. Her heat.
My baby.
I sucked in an enormous breath as a strange mix of joy and victory, possession, and protectiveness, filled my being. A roar that didn’t come from my throat, but deep in my belly, poured out into the room as the thought of filling her with my seed—with my child—compelled me to fuck her faster, to bring that dream into beingnow.
I couldn’t get her with my child until she accepted my Alpha knot, and she was still too closed, too tight. I needed her to open wider than should be possible to take it. Beneath me, she whined, almost trying to crawl away from the insistent slap of my flesh on hers.
“It’s… so much, Axe.” Her whole body was trembling, but she gasped, “More.”
I let out a triumphant bark, and Vali shuddered, her opening stretching just wide enough in that instant for me to force my knot into her. I stilled, giving her a moment to adjust.
Her walls squeezed me so tightly, it almost hurt. She was panting and crying out under me as my seed began to pour into her, my knot pulsing. I roared again and fucked her harder than I ever had, feeling the hot splash of my cream as it mixed with the thick honey of her slick.
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