I couldn't believe he was giving me orders in bed. Now I knew Aspen was going to be a very bossy bottom and I loved that about him.
I reached down and took hold of my shaft at the root. It felt swollen, and there was a hardness forming beneath it, still growing as I squeezed.
I moaned. It must have been quite loud because Aspen cried out, “There, you've got it. Push hard. Shove it in me all the way. I’m made to take it.”
I spread slick all over it even though it was already quite wet and let go. I drove into him like a piston. Hard. Harder. Could this really be happening? Yet as I looked down I saw it was true. My very first knot.
“That's it.” Aspen huffed and puffed and squirmed.
His body would not stay still so I took a firmer hold of his hips. “Be still, sweet omega. I have you.”
The words came as if from some ritual my body knew but my mind could not recall how. Strangely, Aspen stilled. As if he'd been waiting to hear them.
“I have you,” I repeated. “I have you.”
“Thank you.”
Those two words were whispered almost too soft to hear. But I did hear, and it sent me careening and crashing over the edge.
The base of my cock slid into him hard, opening the rim of his hole bigger than I thought he could take without tearing. But he took it with a groan and pleasure, and then we were lockedtogether as I shot hard over and over into the welcoming body of my lover.
I fell over Aspen's back, my forehead sliding along his spine and to his neck. Instinctively, my mouth roamed that area as I was still shooting, still seeing stars, and I bit down.
“Yes!” He yelled. His insides clenched tightly around my shooting cock. “That's it, my proud alpha. You got this perfect. I'm gonna want you all the time like this.”
I loved that he was a talkative bed mate. He even made sense to my garbled mind.
The knot was the oddest feeling. And the best. It seemed to affect my balls in a tremendously erotic way. It was as if they were being squeezed every time the shaft throbbed to shoot more juice.
It was like having a hundred little orgasms, only they weren't little. Each one was big and strong, sending powerful currents back down to the knot to cause it to squeeze against Aspen’s rim and do it all over again.
I had flashes of cognitive moments. When I opened my eyes I could see the teeth marks on Aspen’s neck, but luckily no blood. Still, I was leaving my mark on him and I licked and sucked at that area over and over again.
“Bite down. Every time you do that I come again.”
“Really?”
“Seriously. Do it.”
I obeyed my bossy omega. It was easy. Like breathing. I think that was when I first fell completely and totally in love with him, although I'd been having those feelings all day long even before I had started to walk away to move to my own cabin.
I bit him. Not hard enough to break skin, but not gentle, either. He moaned every time and thrust his hips even though he couldn't loosen himself from me at all. How long was thisgoing to last? I didn't care. If it lasted all night, I'd be deliriously pleased.
I had him in my grip. He was mine. The tip of my cock touched deep inside him in ways that made me feel I had succeeded in creating an instinctive link.
Merry Christmas to me.
I lost track of time. Maybe twenty minutes had passed, maybe more. When the knot went down, my other senses returned. Aspen collapsed onto his stomach. I rolled to the side as my cock slid out.
Aspen turned onto his side and pressed himself into my arms. I held him to my chest. We were both breathing loudly.
I lifted my head to look around. The fire had gone down in the hearth. The room’s air had cooled. I drew the strewn comforter over us, tucking it in.
Aspen’s eyes were already half-closed. “I want you again,” he murmured.
“Yeah. I know. But first maybe a nap?”
“Uh-huh.”
