He grips my thighs, growling into my pussy as he thrusts his tongue in and out of me.
My body hums, the pressure down below building with every second.
I’m panting heavily, trying to focus but I’m too far gone and when he sucks my clit into his mouth, I lose it.
“Tucker!” I sob out his name as I cum hard, my thighs trapping his head as I grind against his mouth, using him to prolong my pleasure as wave after wave hits me.
One hand fists into the sheet as the other one holds his head still as I cum hard, probably drowning him with my slick. But I can’t seem to find it in me to care.
It feels too good. So fucking good.
Tucker pries my legs from his head and moves up my body until his body blankets mine. He kisses me with a growl, thrusting his tongue into my mouth.
I moan, tasting my slick as he licks the inside of my mouth.
The tip of his cock presses inside me. I whimper, kissing him harder as he slams home, making me cry out.
He groans, stilling inside me for a moment as my pussy adjusts to his size. He feels so good, so fucking good.
“Tucker.” I gasp. “Fuck me. Please.”
“You feel so fucking good Nova.” he starts to thrust inside me, my body jolting with every slap of his hips against my thighs.“So fucking perfect. It’s like you were made for me. I might not have a knot for you baby, but I can still fuck you like an Alpha.”
“Oh god.” My eyes roll back as his cock hits my sweet spot over and over again.
Tucker groans, picking up the pace before he’s on me again, kissing me desperately.
I sob into the kiss, clawing at his back as every stroke sends me higher and higher.
Being with Tucker is different, sweeter, softer. I can feel every cell in my body lighting up like electricity is flowing through my veins.
There’s a connection buzzing between us, no scent match or bite marks needed.
I’ve read about this before, the soul bond. It’s very rare, so rare that there’s been very few studies done on it, but I know in my heart, Tucker is my soul bond. He was meant to be mine. My Omega. My lover, my friend and my packmate.
“Mine.” I sob. “You’re mine Tucker.”
“Yours.” he groans. “All yours. Fuck, Nova, I’m close.”
“Me too.” My eyes slam shut as he hits my g-spot again. “Like that. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
“Never.” he growls before kissing me again.
There’s so much slick between the two of us, mixing with our sweat. We’ve ruined Tucker’s nest and I’m not sure I have it in me to care right now.
I never want this to end.
The build is slow, but when it reaches its peak, it explodes. After a few more long, deep thrusts, my pussy clamps down around him.
“Tucker!” I sob out as my body trembles, pussy quivering around his cock. My legs lock around him, the heels of my feet digging into his ass as I hold him still while I cum hard.
“Fuck, Nova. Fuck!” he gasps, then groans before his body stills and his cock pulses inside me. Hot jets of cum fill me, coating my insides. Filling me up until we’re a mess of slick and cum.
His eyes slam shut as he pours into me over and over. So much cum. And the idea of him pumping me full makes me cum harder.
It’s not until we’re both gasping for air, nearly passing out, that we are finally able to come down from our climaxes.
“I think you killed me.” I suck in lungfuls of air as Tucker pulls out, cum and slick gushing free.
