Ollie
“Timber, please!” I gasp, clutching at his head, but he’s pinned my legs in place.
It doesn’t matter what I do, he just keeps licking. “Timber, I can’t!” I yell as he runs his tongue over my sensitive clit for the millionth time. “Timber! Timber, please!” Again and again and again until I’ve slicked so much the sounds he makes as he feastson me are so loud and hungry that he pushes me toward another orgasm.
A pulse of heat flies through me, twisting with the pain of my pre-heat. If I go into heat now, I’ll go off the rails and say anything Timber wants to hear just so I can ride his knot.
I hate crying; I hate showing anyone this side of me. But it’s so intense, and I’ve waited too long for Timber to see me as his.
“Say it,” he demands before he sucks on my clit and pleasure pierces me. “Tell me the truth. Who am I to you?”
I sob as he keeps licking me, slipping his tongue in my pussy. My mind goes blank as he licks upward before opening me up with his fingers again.
“Ollie,” he snarls, thrusting so hard into me that I shake on the tiles as he hits that perfect sweet spot. I burst out with a cry as a softer orgasm takes me.
“I won’t stop until you tell me the truth,” he says, his breath whispering over my pussy.
His fingers slow as he drags them from me, and my pussy tightens without him. I want to beg him, to ask him to fuck me. He’s watching me, waiting for the answer as his fingertips stroke inside me.
“My alpha,” I whimper as he spreads his tongue and licks from my entrance and over my clit, moaning all the way. “You’re my alpha.”
His eyes shutter closed, and he doesn’t look up, doesn’t say a word. There’s only deep growls rumbling from him as his shoulders heave.
I want him to tell me what he’s thinking, to shout at me, to show me how much I’ve hurt him. Instead, a growl rips from him, and he plunges his fingers back into me.
“Timber!” I scream, shaking under him, digging short nails into his neck as more cries rip from me.
I’m losing my mind. I can’t tell how many times I’ve come, but I’m way past a tally sheet at this point.
My perfume streams from me, and all I can do is submit to him. My preheat cramps fade every time I come, as if he’s pushing it away by finally giving my omega side what it needs.
“Timber,” I cry. My vision goes white as another orgasm burns through me. “Timber, I can’t. I’m going to drown.”
I want to beg him to kiss me. I want to feel his lips on mine again. If there’s one lie I can tell myself tonight, it would be that he doesn’t hate me.
“Why are you complaining? This is what you were after all along, isn’t it?”
I’m not forcing him to go down on me, but the crazed look in his eyes could be the beginning of his rut.
Which just makes me even hotter. If Timber goes into rut right here, there’d be no stopping him. Right now, I’m an omega platter for him to sample. But if he tips over the edge, I’ll be like a bottomless brunch he could pound away at until he’s done.
He’d fuck me into the ground, and perfume spills from me as I imagine it.
“Timber, please… you have to—”
“You think you can’t handle this?” he asks in a voice so thick I shiver. “What about me? What the hell do you think you’ve been doing to me!?”
I gasp as he thrusts again. You’d think my pussy would have grown used to the thickness of his fingers, but every time he draws out, I clench in anticipation. It makes every thrust that much more intense.
He stares at me from between my legs, watching my reactions. I can’t stay focused on him when the pleasure is so wild that I’m going to come again.
I reach out for him, bending my back so I can grasp his wrists as he keeps my legs spread.
“Do you know what I’ve been going through?” he asks, his voice cracking as he pulls his fingers from me. “Do you know what it’s like not to scent anything, and then you burst into my life?” I shudder under him as he lifts his fingers to his lips. “Ollie…” His voice cracks as his head dips. “This—you… I thought I was going fucking insane because all I could smell was you, and I couldn’t fucking find you.” He growls as he runs his fingers over his lips, licking the taste of me from them. “You’ve been here this whole time, and you didn’t say anything.”
“I’m sorry, I—”
His gaze shoots up and he thrusts back into me, and my whole body rocks.
