Nothing in my life has ever felt this good.
I pause, savoring this moment of absolute perfection—her taste, her scent, her cunt squeezing me like a wet, skintight glove. I want this to last forever…
…and I’m desperate for release.
A lykka bird takes startled flight from a nearby bush. The sudden movement makes me rear up. I need to pay attention. I’ve caught a real, genuine Omega. It’s the Hunt of the Moons. This forest is crawling with Alphas, several of whom will be looking for me by now.
And when they scent her? Even the worst hunter will be able to track us by her strong perfume.
My canines ache. I must mark her as mine, then hide her away—so I can rut her again and again.
Leaning back down and once again sealing my lips over the Omega’s, I begin to move, pumping my hips in deep, measured strokes. Her cunt is out of this world.
I know I will not last long.
Sliding one of my hands between us, I grip one of her plump, round breasts, finding and rolling the nipple between my fingertips. The Omega groans into our kiss, and I feel her gush on me.
That tips me over the edge. Thrusting harder, faster, I give myself over to the sensations this little creature is evoking in me—all of them combining to the greatest pleasure imaginable.
It begins as a tingle at the base of my spine, then shoots through my cock like a thunderbolt. Her little pussy grows impossibly tighter. I’ve knotted her. She lets out a cry which reverberates through me, and then I’m roaring as I climax, pounding her into the dirt, jet after jet of my seed spurting from my pulsating dick, filling her to overflowing.
I never knew it was possible to come so hard. I almost black out.
After what feels like an eternity—and yet not nearly long enough—when I’ve emptied myself into her completely, I allow myself a moment to slump over her and catch my breath.
I’m spent.
I bury my face in the crook of her neck as I pant, my cock still tingling, my knot still sealing us together as one.
As we were designed to be.
There’s a sudden crashing in the undergrowth nearby. We’re in the forest, in the middle of the hunt. There are Alphas everywhere, pretending to search for an Omega yet never expecting to find one. They have scented the impossible and are coming to investigate. They are drawn to her, as I was.
If we stay here, she’s in danger.
I snap my head down, sinking my teeth into the silky flesh where her neck meets her shoulder.
The Omega lets out a raw, ragged scream, and bucks beneath me. My cock jerks inside her, her inner walls clench rhythmically, and it hits me that she’s coming, gushes of hot slick soaking my dick and seeping past the knot.
I lick the wound, tasting her blood, growling with a sudden, fierce possessiveness.
Mine. This Omega belongs to me.
I just claimed her.
The knowledge that a simple bite from me was enough to make her orgasm is so hot, I want nothing more than to stay here and rut her until we both pass out, but voices are echoing nearby. They’re coming closer.
My subjects.
Alphas.
I must bring this female to safety. Luckily, my hidden lair is nearby.
I rear up and tug myself free of her soaked, swollen cunt. A gush of milky fluid leaks from her as soon as I move, but there’s no time to admire it, or play with it.
We must go.
But when I rise, I realize it’s too late to escape. A cluster of Alphas have emerged from the trees. They’re on foot, and standing mere feet away. The hunger in their eyes is mirrored in mine. The one closest to me—Golzon—lets out a low warning growl. His nostrils flare.
