Right now I was an alpha and she was an omega in heat. It was my job to soothe her, to fill her, and to breed her.
I dropped the basket next to the tray of forgotten meats and cheeses that Zeke had brought up with him earlier and began to strip out of my pajamas, dutifully handing them over to her to add to her nest.
The idea of my scent being added into her precious space pleased the hell out of my instincts and before I knew it a purr had begun to rattle in my chest before I could stop it.
Placing my hand on the edge of her nest, I poked my head inside of the dim space and watched with fascination as a wild-haired Lennon tucked my shirt and pajama pants in with the other clothes she’d taken from Maverick and Zeke.
“Omega,” I purred, my eyes tracing the curve of her ass and the love-bitten expanse of her shoulders along with the fresh bond mark peeking out on the inside of her upper arm.
Where would mine go? I idly wondered as I waited for her to turn to me.
All of the gray in her eyes was gone, replaced by the pure black of her pupils, telling me she was still deep in the throes of her heat.
“May I enter your nest and comfort you?”
She darted forward until we were face to face, her cherry scented need welling up in between us.
“Promise?” she whispered. “Promise to stay with me?”
My insides clenched at the sudden vulnerability even in this state.
“I promise,” I told her as I hiked a leg over the edge of the nest and pulled her into my arms.
She snuggled in close, her nose pressed just underneath my jaw and she sucked in a long draw of my scent.
“Mine,” she said emphatically, hitching a leg around my waist which brought her slick entrance right up against my aching cock.
Things were moving fast, faster than I thought they would, but I’d never been with an omega in heat before so I had no point of reference.
“Yours,” I affirmed as she straddled my hips and pushed herself up straight and stared down at me, tilting her head, her messy blonde hair falling to one side.
Leaning back, she planted her hands on my thighs and lifted her hips. The position naturally brought the head of my cock right back to prod against the entrance of her pussy and I let out a noise.
“Lennon—”
“No,” she cut me off as she slammed her hips down, hilting herself in one smooth stroke. “No more talking.”
Any silly quips I had left died on my tongue as my fingers dug into the sheets on either side of me and held on for dear life as she started to ride me with an abandon that could only be brought on by the blaze of an omega’s heat.
I watched her go, my eyes glued to the way her body arched back and her throat tensed around each moan as she threw her head up toward the ceiling.
It went on like that for what felt like forever until my brain finally shut off and I let my inner alpha finally take over.
My hands released the sheets, coming up to clamp onto the meaty part of the tops of her thighs, dimpling the meaty flesh there. I forced myself up into a seated position, drawing my knees up in order to cradle her ass into a more comfortable position while also giving me enough leverage to actually control the motion of our thrusting.
Lennon didn’t seem to mind, her hot mouth descending immediately onto mine as the angle of her pussy changed as she slid down onto me again, coming down to rest just above my sensitive knot.
Her entire body felt like it was on fire as we moved together, my hands now gripping her hips and forcing her to move faster and faster, chasing the friction that I knew would lead to mutualsatisfaction for both of us and soothe the raging inferno that seemed to be endlessly torturing her.
“Faster,” Lennon pleaded against my mouth, giving my bottom lip a harsh bite.
As she begged, I felt the strangest sensation building in my jaw. It was as if a stinging pressure was prickling just behind my teeth, urging me to do something to release it.
Bond her,my inner alpha whispered as Lennon twisted her hips down around my knot, making me shudder and nearly come from the sheer pleasure of it.
My eyes darted down her body at the two bond marks Zeke and Maverick had made.
How had they known those parts were perfect? Had they just randomly selected them?
