I lean down, my teeth bared, my mouth hovering just above the junction where her neck meets her shoulder. She smells so fucking good here. Her cherry blossom scent is concentrated and pure, unmarred by the artificial blockers she usually wears.
I want to mark her.
“Elias, don’t,” she whispers, her eyes wide with terror.Doesn’t she want to be marked?I’m already impregnating her with my baby.
But I hold back, forcing my wolf to heel. This isn’t the dark ages when alphas could mark omegas on sight after a heat.
It’s too soon, too fast.
We barely know each other, and though her heat has accelerated the biological compatibility between us, marking ispermanent. She might resent it later, when the heat-haze clears, and she’s thinking rationally again.
I settle for licking her scent gland instead, my tongue laving over the spot my teeth ache to pierce. She moans, her back arching to press her neck more firmly against my mouth.
My pace increases, my hips snapping forward with more force as my control begins to slip.
I feel my cock growing thicker, longer with each thrust, my body responding to her fertile heat with primal purpose. The base of my cock begins to tingle, the first sign of my knot preparing to form. My balls draw up tight against my body, heavy with seed that demands release.
I’m in full rut now, triggered by her heat, by her scent, by the perfect fit of her pussy around my cock.
My vision narrows until all I can see is her—her flushed face, her bouncing breasts, the place where our bodies join.
All I can think about is breeding her, filling her with my cum, and making her round with my pups. Marking her as mine, as our pack’s omega, as the mother of our future children.
“Francine,” I pant, my voice barely recognizable to my own ears. “I’m going to come soon. My knot…it’s starting to form. If you don’t want…”
“Don’t you dare stop,” she gasps. Her nails rake down my back, pulling me closer. “I need it. I need you to come inside me.”
“You’ll get pregnant,” I warn, even as my cock throbs at the thought, leaking pre-cum inside her. “If I knot you during your heat…”
“I want it,” she gasps, her eyes meeting mine with surprising clarity despite the heat fever. “All I want is to get pregnant right now. Please, Elias. Please fill me with your cum. Give me your pups.”
Her words shatter what remains of my restraint.
The image of her swollen with my child, her belly round and tight, her breasts heavy with milk, sends a surge of possessive lust through me so powerful I nearly black out. I imagine her waddling around our pack house, glowing with pregnancy, our pack’s future growing inside her.
“Fuck,” I growl, my pace becoming brutal as my orgasm approaches. “I’ll put a baby in you. Fill this sweet omega pussy with so much cum you’ll be dripping all fucking night.”
My hips are pistoning now, driving my cock into her with enough force to make the headboard slam against the wall. Her legs wrap around my waist, her ankles locking behind my back, pulling me impossibly deeper. My brothers watch with hungry eyes, their own cocks in their hands as they witness the claiming of our omega.
My orgasm hits. It’s so powerful it feels like it’s being ripped from my soul. My back arches, my head thrown back as a primal roar tears from my throat. My cock pulses violently, the first jet of cum shooting directly against her cervix with such force that I feel her womb contract in response.
“Oh yes,” she moans, shuddering with her own climax, her legs wrapping tighter around me.
“Fuck,” I growl as rope after rope of hot, thick semen fills her eager pussy.
My body shakes uncontrollably as I continue to pump my hips, ensuring every drop of my seed is deposited as deep inside her as possible. The intensity of it is overwhelming. I’ve never come this hard, never produced this much cum.
It feels endless, my balls emptying in long, pulsating streams that flood her womb.
Beneath me, Francine cries out in ecstasy, her eyes wide and unfocused as she feels my seed filling her. Her inner walls contract rhythmically, milking my cock for every drop.
“It feels so good,” she moans, tears of pleasure streaming down her temples. “I can’t even describe it. The relief. Oh god, Elias, it’s exactly what I needed.”
As my orgasm begins to subside, I feel the base of my cock swelling, the knot forming to lock my seed inside her, to give it the best chance of taking root. The pressure builds, stretching her pussy as the knot grows.
“My knot,” I warn, though it’s too late to stop now. “It’s going to be extra tight your first time.”
She nods, biting her lip as the knot expands inside her, stretching her beyond what most would consider comfortable. But her body was made for this, her omega physiology designed to accept an alpha’s knot, and soon she sighs with relief as the widest part slips past her entrance, locking us together.
