My heart races, pounding like a drum in my chest, as I arch my back, presenting myself to him—ass up, thighs spread, slick dripping down my inner legs in wet trails.
I crave him, his bite, his bond, that thick knot stretching me until I’m ruined for anyone else. The thought sends a shiver of pure, electric pleasure racing up my spine, leaving me breathless and soaked.
“That’s it, Omega,” Beau growls, his voice low and rough as he kneels behind me. His large hands grip my hips, fingers digging into my soft flesh hard enough to bruise, and I gasp at the bite of pain that blooms into pure lust.
“So eager for me. You want my knot, pretty girl? Want me to fill you up and mark you as mine forever?”
“Yes, Alpha,” I whimper, my voice breaking on the words, a fresh wave of slick gushing from my pussy at his command. Itfeels like fire in my blood, this need to please him, to surrender completely.
My breasts hang heavy beneath me, nipples scraping against the blankets with every shaky breath, sending sparks straight to my clit. “Please… I need your bite. I need to feel you bond with me. It hurts without you inside me.”
He chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating through me as he drags the fat head of his cock along my slick folds, teasing my entrance without mercy. The pressure builds an unbearable ache deep in my belly, my walls fluttering desperately for him.
“Beg for it, Willa. Tell me how bad you want this cock splitting you open.”
“Please, Beau,” I plead, pushing back against him, my body betraying how frantic I am. Tears prick my eyes from the intensity, but it’s all pleasure—raw, consuming joy that makes my toes curl and my thighs quake. “Please, Alpha. Knot me. Make me yours.”
“So beautiful, perfect Omega,” he murmurs, his voice laced with desire and amusement. He’s teasing me, dipping the head of his cock in my slickness, once, twice, three times, before sliding just the tip inside.
A deep groan rumbles from him, and I can feel how close he is to losing control. A rush of satisfaction fills me as he says, almost to himself, “How can I deny this eager pussy?”
His deep voice vibrates through me as he grips my shoulder and hip, pulling me back into his thrust.With a feral snarl, he presses forward, slamming his thick cock into me in one brutal stroke.
I cry out, the stretch burning so sweetly it borders on pain, my pussy clenching around him like a vise, milking every inch as he buries himself just shy of his thick knot, already half inflated.
Stars burst behind my eyelids, and I feel so full that a sob of ecstasy escapes my lips. His hips snap against my ass, the wetslap of skin echoing in the room, each pounding drive sending jolts of bliss radiating from my core to my fingertips.
I moan when he pulls out and thrusts back in, setting a rhythm that’s both brutal and tender. The stretch burns deliciously as he fills me, each movement sending waves of pleasure and pain rolling through my body.
“Good girl,” he praises, leaning over me, his chest hot against my back as one hand tangles in my hair, yanking my head to the side. His breath fans my neck, and I shiver, exposed and vulnerable, my pulse thundering under his lips. “You’re taking me so well. Feel that? That’s your Alpha claiming you.”
“Yes… oh god, yes,” I moan, the words tumbling out as waves of heat crash over me. Every thrust grinds against that spot inside that makes my vision blur, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in my gut like a spring ready to snap.
My body sings for him, every nerve alight with the love and possession flooding my senses, making my heart swell even as my pussy weeps around his cock.
His teeth graze my shoulder, then sink in deep, the sharp pierce sending a lightning bolt of agony-laced euphoria straight to my clit. I scream his name, my orgasm ripping through me like a storm, walls spasming wildly as I gush around him.
“Bite me,” I beg, reaching up and exposing my neck.
“Fuck, Willa,” Beau growls, stopping his movements, his length buried in me, just shy of his knot. “Talk like that and I’ll fucking rut you right here.”
“Please,” I beg, pushing back against him and pulling my hair back from my shoulder and neck. “Claim your Omega.”
I can feel the pulsing of his cock, knowing my words are driving him wild. Before I can take another breath, he’s moving again, pushing my shoulder down in a show of dominance. My Omega instincts surge, urging me to submit, to bond.
Beau leans over me, his chest pressed to my back, teeth grazing my shoulder. “Fuck, I love you, Willa. Omega.”
He bites down, his teeth piercing the skin at the base of my neck. Pain blooms into ecstasy, the claiming mark sending thrills over my skin, though it’s only half the bond.
“Mine,” he rasps against the fresh bite mark as he pumps his slowly, his voice thick with triumph and something softer, more tender.
He flips our position, and I find myself sitting on top of him, looking into his eyes. His blinding smile sends fireworks off in my chest. He pumps into me slow and soft, mesmerized.
“I can feel you,” he says, his voice filled with wonder. “So different but the same. It’s so good. Fuck, I love you.”
The intensity of his gaze is almost too much, and I have to break eye contact, or I’ll start to cry. But with every clenching of my pussy, my need for his knot grows. I can’t wait any longer.
I lean forward, nuzzling absently at a spot on his pec right above his heart. Part of me wants to mark him where the world can see, but the bigger part wants to leave a permanent mark on his heart, so every time it beats, he’ll think of me. I pull his nipple into my mouth and suck and then nip, loving the way it makes him thrust up into me.
