It started out slow, his motions unhurried and coaxing. I opened for him, the faint taste of my come still on his lips. My hands tugged on his hair, growing more impatient as I tried to take his cock only for him to rock his hips back.
On the next swipe of his tongue, he drew out the final few kisses before nipping at my ear. One hand slid to my nape, holding me while he positioned himself at my dripping core. My legs trembled, my body strung out and needy.
“I want a picture of this,” he said, his chest rising and fallingwith heavy breaths. “You, spread out for me. Glistening with sweat. Sexy as fuck. And mine. Isn’t that right, Omega? You’re mine.”
“Yours,” I said, my eyes glazing over.
“Mine,” he breathed, sinking into me.
The air was pushed from my lungs as he stretched me. I rocked forward, my head smacking into the solid wall of muscle. He hissed, rolling his hips until he filled me completely.
A string of Gaelic curses fell from him as he stilled inside me, his dick twitching as I fluttered around him. I mewled, his hand holding me to him as I tried to catch my breath.
I was ruined.
There was no way anyone else could ever compare to this.
Kaelen Finnegan destroyed me.
“Willow. I can’t… I can’t be gentle. You are fucking intoxicating, and Ineedto devour you.”
“Thenfuckingdevour me, Kaelen. I’m not fragile.”
My teeth flashed in a tiny growl, and he pressed a sloppy, fierce kiss to my brow.
“No. You are not. You are strong and ferocious. A banríon.”
I didn’t know what he called me and I didn’t care. I wanted him to move. In one drawn-out movement, he swung his hips back, the head dragging deliciously along my inner walls until only the tip remained.
Then, with one forceful thrust, he sank back in, knocking me back.
“Fuck,” I screamed with a broken moan.
“Pretty omega,” he groaned, setting a punishing pace that had me digging my nails into the sheets. “So cute when you curse. You feel so good. Like bloody Áine. So tight and warm, squeezing my cock like the greedy girl you are. Is this what you want? What you need? Your alpha stretching this gorgeous cunt?”
Oh, he was depraved. Filthy. And I loved it. Wanted more of it.
My body tensed with each snap of his body, spiraling me closer to a dark abyss I wanted to drown in.
“Are you going to come for me? Take my knot?”
He sounded as undone as I felt.
“Yes. Yes.Yes,” I chanted, not knowing what I was agreeing to.
Everything coalesced in my abdomen like molten lava, and for one sex-drunk moment I thought I might die from it. What a way to go, at least. When I thought about my death, it was never anything glorious or freeing.
Could someone die from an orgasm?
I might.
It built higher and higher until I exploded with it, detonating around Kaelen like a Fourth of July firework.
I rocked forward, clawing at his back and tugging at his hair. Every muscle in my body seized, my pussy flexing. It spurred him on, his thrusts turning erratic. My legs trembled, cold sweat stinging my skin as his growing knot nudged at my opening.
“Fuck. Yes. Mine,” he hissed, slipping between Gaelic and English. “You ready, Omega?”
“Mhhmm,” I moaned, still too strung out to form a coherent thought.
