I lay back and let him do as he pleased. Work and numbers left my pleasure-numbed mind and I concentrated only on sensation. It was all that held me together.
I’d never had anyone during a heat. I always secluded myself with food and drinks and endured it by sleeping a lot and trying to focus on watching TV. A mini-vacation, so to speak, except it was anything but restful. I always came out of it feeling depleted and disappointed.
“I can’t lie. You rile me up, Fallon.” He hissed, one hand petting my stomach, the other now with two fingers inside me.
“I want you to take control.” My muscles were already limp except for my cock. Bursts of energy would possess me only to push myself closer to my goal. Having him inside me. Otherwise, I lay like a broken doll discarded from the workshop before him.
His fingers left me and I was empty. But only for a moment. They were replaced by a blunt pressure of something hard. I opened my eyes as Keir bent my legs up and back, exposing my hole. His cock was aimed perfectly rubbing against me.
I moaned and tossed my head, jerking my hips to feel more.
For a moment, my world tried to right itself to logic and equations. I couldn’t believe he—we—were doing this. We had jobs to do. We were colleagues. That thought swirled right out of my brain as if it never was. All I wanted was to be fucked. By him.
Gods, it was almost too much.
“Please.” I begged. I had no shame. “I can’t stand it. It hurts. Make it better. Alpha, please.”
“I’ve got you. I’m here.” Soft words. Soothing. Sweet. Loving?
His cockhead pushed and my hole opened to him like a hungry mouth. As he pushed, my passage sucked him in. I held my breath as my hips jerked again. He made a soulful, pained noise. I watched his head snap back as his hips came forward and he buried himself deep inside me.
I’d never known such utter bliss. With numbers, I forgot myself and time got wonky. That was lovely. This was beyond even that. No words.
I grunted out my held breath waiting for him to move. I needed to feel him move. I knew it would send me flying.
He waited.
I frowned against the urge to scream.
“Okay?” he asked.
“So good. More.” I could barely get the words out.
He started slow. Pulling out and grazing every internal pleasure zone along the way. Then he pushed. Taking his time. The universe wasn’t big enough to contain this.
Back again. Slow. Then forward. My orgasm began to coil at the base of my spine. It was already strong. I thought I’d come right then, but it showed no sign or breaking, only growing bigger. Taking me high and up, out of my mind.
Keir picked up his pace and that was when I knew I was already addicted. To this. To him.
Faster, he fucked me. Like the boss he was. Like the gentle but powerful elf. There was no storm anymore, just stars, endless stars in streaks and spirals rushing past me into infinite wonder.
I had the fleeting thought that I would not be able to live through this. All the stars became exploding novas. There would be no survivors.
Then Keir bent his body to mine, sliding his arms beneath me and holding me to his chest as he plowed into me. My alpha held me together, like Santa’s magic bubble around his reindeer and sleigh, keeping everything together.
I grabbed his shoulders and held on to keep myself whole as the room—the world—exploded around me. All my senses went numb except touch. The orgasm shot through my passage,curled through my balls and up my cock. My hole spasmed hard. My cock twitched.
Keir yelled out his own ecstasy and my insides were flooded with hot seed.
I lost my mind, twisting beneath him so I didn’t miss one moment of feeling our joining that brought me to this height. I didn’t want it to end.
I heard Keir as if from a distance but I couldn’t make out his words.
“What?” I cried out.
“I need to pull out. I’m knotting.”
“No!” I grabbed his hips. “Knot me. I want it.”
