Tibby stretched infront of me like a cat, soothing her aching limbs before turning to face me, her multicolored hazel eyes warm and seeking as they fell to the tent I was currently sporting in my pajama bottoms. It’d been easy to ignore when her form was pressed so closely against me, almost cradling my cock in between her ass cheeks, as Aria worked her magic. It, however, ached now and I was glad that Aria had given me the directive to finish the job. She very well could have given me instructions to leave it until she came back—she’d done it before and would probably do it again in the future.
Even though Aria was dominant as hell, she also knew when to give up control especially when she, herself, couldn’t finish the job. I was more than willing to pick up exactly where she left off, my hands smoothing their way along Tibby’s thick thighs and up her spine. Her skin, I remembered from servicing her heat, was the softest that I’d ever felt, like smooth satin. During those times, the room had been pitch black and I’d had to rely on my other senses to get a picture of this woman, but my senses had fallen short to the picture in front of me right now.
In the dim light from the window, Tibby looked like a goddess of old, kneeling in front of me. Her body was exquisitely curved and plump, her smooth, white skin was absolutely covered from head to toe in freckles. Her breasts, as I’d already known, were large and heavy, but what I hadn’t known before was that her nipples were the same color as her lips: a rosy pink color. Her long, red hair floated wildly around her head in a mass of slept-on curls that framed her round face and highlighted the multi-color quality of her eyes. I could make out the blue, brown, and green in her irises as she turned them to me with an expectant expression.
“So, are you going to rock my world or what?” She asked cheekily, resting her hands on the top of my knees and leaning close like she was going to kiss me, and I let my eyelids flutter closed, ready to feel her soft lips on mine. Then I heard her giggle and when I opened my eyes she was leaning back with a grin, the little minx!
“Tease,” I growled, drawing myself up on my knees and tugging her towards me roughly. Her giggles turned to outright laughter as I rubbed my stubble on the side of her face before taking her mouth with mine, chasing her tongue with my own as her giggles deepened into a moan.
This was such a different experience from the past two times that I’d serviced her heat. Alphas were told expressly by the academy that we weren’t to talk to the omegas; it was meant to be transactional, and that was it. So, this almost felt like the first time I was going to have sex with Tibby even though we were more than acquainted with each other’s bodies.
I was no longer sliding my hands along her body blindly, I could reach out and touch her wherever I wanted to...so I did. Her breathing hitched as I slid my free hand along her stomach and up to her breasts, testing their weight in my palm. I rippled my fingers along the springy flesh there, before moving to her other breast and repeating the process. I let my dull fingernails graze just the tops of her nipples, watching with fascination as they pebbled and tightened before my eyes.
“Beautiful,” I murmured against her jaw as I kissed my way along her jaw and down her neck, my lips joining my hands at her breasts to work together. I pinched with my fingers and nibbled gently with my teeth, pleased when her hands came around the back of my head, and she buried her fingers in my hair. She held me to her breast, urging me on, and I was nothing if not an obliging man.
I sucked her left nipple into my mouth with a little pop, my tongue swirling around the tip as I worked the tender flesh into my mouth.
“Don’t stop, please,” Tibby whined as she gripped my hair, sending stinging tingles through my body. My cock strained against its trappings at the sensation and, if I wasn’t careful, she was going to tip me into a rut.
I managed to detach myself from her breast, resting my chin on its pillowy top and staring up at her, “Do you want me to make you come with your tits? Or do you want me to fuck you and knot you to make you come?” At my dirty words, I could feel her slick leak out of her against my thigh where she’d been unconsciously rubbing herself against me while I paid attention to her breasts.
“Inside me, please,” Tibby answered, barely taking a minute to think about it. She shifted away from me, giving me the space that I needed to slip my now extremely damp pajama pants down my hips. Once they were off I tossed them onto the floor and watched as her eyes perused my body in the light for the first time as well. Her eyelashes fluttered a little bit when her eyes reached my cock, which was standing achingly away from my body, the tip a dusky red color. I nearly lost my damn mind when her little tongue darted between her lips as if she was imagining licking my cock like she’d licked the sauce spoon last night.
I yanked her to me, more roughly than before, and let her body mold to mine. All of her soft pillowy curves pressed against my body. Her taut nipples grazed the skin of my chest and made my instincts jump right into overdrive.
Wrapping my arms around her waist, I flipped us so that I was hovering over her on top, and she landed onto the soft mattress with a little ‘oomph’ and a laugh. Planting my hands on either side of her head I dropped down to press a chaste kiss to her lips, my lips practically ghosting over hers before moving down her body once again.
A kiss to the tip of her chin, to the center of her throat, in the valley between her breasts. I continued my trek down and when I reached her belly button my tongue joined the party, swirling around her belly button, before continuing a wet trail down. I paused when I reached the juncture of her thighs where wild red curls lay.
I reached up for her hand which was lying limply on her heaving stomach and brought it down to join me in her curls, sliding her pointer and middle finger into the slit, “Hold yourself open for me.” I ordered.
Tibby complied, her pointer and middle pushing away from each other and exposing her pretty pink pussy to the cool bedroom air. In the dim light, I could clearly see the glistening slick weeping out of her, practically begging me to taste.
“Good girl,” I purred, leaning close and using my tongue to take a tentative taste. Her scent was so strong here, that I felt like I was about to taste a slice of strawberry shortcake. As soon as my tongue came into contact with her slick my alpha instincts, which had already been riding me hard, fully took over and I pressed my whole face into her pussy, and began to lick her from taint to clit. Every time she cried out as I thoroughly tasted her, I responded to those cries with a little growl that made her pussy wink open and shut as her insides twisted.
I could stay here all day, my face buried between her thighs, and I made a promise to myself to do just that one day soon. That would have to wait, however, because I’d asked her what she wanted, and she’d told me she wanted me inside of her, so inside of her I would go.
I reluctantly pulled my face away from her dripping pussy, licking her juices off of my face and chin. Sliding up her body I hiked her leg around my waist and rested the tip of my cock at her entrance, applying the lightest of pressure.
“You ready?” I ask, my eyes trained on her flushed face, looking for any sign of distress or reticence.
Instead, Tibby’s fingers slid down between our bodies until she gripped my length in her hand, and pressed it more firmly to her entrance, “I’m ready.”
With permission granted, I slid in slowly, inch by inch, and enjoyed the fluttering clutch of her inner walls. During her heats, my head was always hazy with lust, and all I could remember was the heat from pushing inside of her, but being in my full mind I savored how her insides writhed and squeezed around me.
Just the image of her beneath me was better than anything I could have conjured up in my mind about the mystery omega that I’d serviced twice. The full picture of her scent, the feel of her skin, the sound of her voice, and the taste of her skin were just that much better, as was the faintest flush that had begun to form at the top of her collar bone as I bottomed out inside of her. It spread down her freckled breasts, highlighting her rose-colored nipples, and climbed up her neck and face and up into her hairline.
“Dirty girl,” I murmured as I drew my hips backward, sliding out of her warmth nearly all the way, “You’re so hot inside I’m worried I’ll catch on fire.” I slammed home again, and Tibby pressed her face into my neck and moaned into the sensitive skin there.
“But guess what,” I continued, quickening the piston of my hips until my quickly forming knot began to bump against her entrance teasingly.
“What?” She moaned breathlessly, her leg around my waist tightening and trapping my hips, keeping me from lengthening my thrusts. That didn’t matter, because I’d make her come either way.
“I’d gladly catch on fire as long as I get to stay inside of you,” I answered, slamming home, my knot catching on the entrance to her pussy and pulling free with some resistance and making both of us moan together. Just the momentary fluttering of her entrance around my knot felt like I’d died and gone to heaven and nearly sent me over the edge.
“Knot me, knot me, knot me,” Tibby began to breathlessly chant beneath me and she arched her back so that her hips could meet me thrust for thrust.
I would do as she asked, but I sure as hell wasn’t coming first. I pressed my full weight onto her body and snaked my hand down between us, batting her finger, which had been making slow circles on her clit, away and replaced them with my own. While her pace on herself had been languid and slow, mine was not. I pressed my thumb flat onto her clit, feeling for the nub of flesh before rubbing rough circles that had her pussy clenching like a vice around me.
