I smeared his slick around my fist, teasing his opening, then slid back in. Out. In again.
“Yes!” he yelped. “Faster. That’s it, Eldin. Yes!”
My cock swelled impossibly. The pheromones. His words. His ass swallowing my hand as I drilled into him until he forced me out.
“You’re so ready. I’m going to breed you now.” I held his leg up and licked it from his inner thigh to his big toe, then climbed over him.
My cock was straining to the point of pain, a knot already forming. I pushed into Ole with ease before his ring of muscle closed at the base. I rocked my hips, filling the room with sloppy squelching. I was flying and the only thing keeping me from floating into euphoria was Ole begging for more.
“I need your cum, Eldin.” He looked up at me, his cheeks flushed, his gaze full of fire and desperation.
I angled myself so my cock popped into his womb.
Ole arched, digging his short fingernails into my back. “Yes! Fill me up. Breed me, Eldin.”
That did it. I roared and spilled inside Ole, pumping his insides full of my cum. My body shuddered as the climax overtook me. Only the sight of pleasure on Ole’s face helped me keep my eyes open as I rode the wave. With shallow thrusts, I continued coming until I was spent but still hard, the head of my cock situated snugly in Ole’s womb, my swollen knot keeping us connected.
“Is that okay?” I asked.
“When you pull out, your knot stretches me from the inside and—Ah! Like that. It’s so fucking good.”
His wails sent another wave of arousal through me. “Fuck, Ole, my Oleander, I’m coming again.”
“Yes, your cock feels so good, so deep. Come on, give me more!” he yelled, and this time, his nails scratched me so hard that pain exploded on my back.
He must have drawn blood. I didn’t care.
Ole arched, squeezing my ass as tears rolled down his cheeks. Swiping his cum from his abdomen, I took his dick in the crevice between us. It fit in my hand perfectly and I jerked it from root to tip.
I kissed Ole’s jaw, and he panted, twitching under me. “I’m—Ah. Yes, Eldin!” He stilled and opened his mouth in a silent cry, then whimpered when I was still stroking him through his semi-dry orgasm. Only a few drops spilled from his slit and I gathered them on my thumb to lick up.
He mumbled something and loosened his grip on me, his hands flopping to the sides.
“Am I squishing you?” I asked. I searched his face for signs of discomfort, but his unfocused gaze and relaxed expression told a story of a well-fucked omega.
I puffed my chest, wanting to scream with joy. To roar my success. I did that to him. Me.
“No. This is perfect.” Ole’s eyes fluttered closed, and his breathing evened out.
Fuck, he was insanely gorgeous. Peaceful, satisfied, with flushed cheeks and disheveled hair. I could service him with every heat if he’d let me. Would he agree to fuck me for pleasure? For no other reason than to connect and chase orgasms together? Doubtful. But my fucked-out brain imagined us in my house, curled on the couch. Or in the gardens, having an impromptu picnic on a blanket, Ole’s hair kissed by the sun, his skin glowing with health, his smile wide and directed at me. I was such a fool.
Time passed, and my knot shrunk, so I slid out of Ole and lay next to him, splaying my palm on his abdomen.
“Thank you.” His voice was a sleepy whisper as he covered my hand with his.
“I lied to you,” I said, my stomach flipping at the thought of telling him everything.
“About what?”
He deserved to know the truth about me. I was no hero, just a loser with no life.
“You asked me why I’m doing this.” I paused, expecting him to sit up and glare at me. Judge me. But Ole didn’t open his eyes, as if giving me some form of privacy to tell my story. “The truth is that Snake kidnapped my sister. I saw him in the car his men dragged her to. I was too far to catch up to them.” Bile rose to my throat at the thought, but I focused on what I had to say. “She never came home, and her body was found in the desert by the road. That was years ago, but I never stopped looking for him. I’m notalone, though. There are many of us working together to find Snake and alphas like him.”
“I’m so sorry about your sister.” He squeezed my hand.
This coming from someone who would have been through the same kind of torture as Reena. His touch gave me the strength to continue. “I didn’t have an accident. That was a lie, too. I found out I was infertile during puberty. Being defective from birth made me a freak. Claiming I couldn’t impregnate an omega because of a tragic accident meant I was broken. It was easier.” A cowardly way to deal with it. I was such a loser. “That’s also why I’m not mated. I can’t promise a partnership forever and not give my mate young. It’s not fair.”
“Have you bred with many omegas?” Ole turned onto his side, resting his head on his bent elbow.
