He wasn’t lying about his size. I knew pack alphas were larger, but I didn’t realise that was in terms of cocks too.
“I know, baby. I know. But you’re taking me so damn well.” His words are spoken through gritted teeth, and that just makes me wetter. My scent turns stronger.
He groans. “You like praise, omega?” He slowly pulls out, then sinks in another inch. “Huh? You like hearing how fucking perfect you feel?” Another. “You’re so tight and hot, pulsing around me, pulling me in like I belong inside you.”
Another needy moan escapes, muffled by his hand.
“Shh, baby. We can’t wake them, not now.” Another inch. My eyes water. “Right now, you’re mine. And you’ll take me.Allof me. Do you understand?”
He stills, and I realise he’s waiting for a response.
I manage a broken nod.
“Good fucking omega.” He slams into me.
I cry out around his palm, but he’s already moving, gently pulling out halfway, slamming back in.
“That’s it.” Slowly out. Hard push in. “Fuck.”
My body’s trembling from his punishing thrusts and the spots of pleasure he’s igniting in places I’veneverfelt.
And against my clit, something round and circular, throbbing.
His knot.
Fuck. How would I ever take that?
But I want it. Even now, with his cock so large and deep, my fingers find their way to it.
I skim the circular knot around the base of his cock, feeling it pulse beneath my tips.
He groans, dropping his head to my shoulder. “I know, baby. But it won’t fit... Maybe during your heat...” His words cut out with each thrust, but my fingers don’t stop.
I shake my head. He frowns, pulling his hand away from my mouth.
“The shower.” I nod to it. “The seat.”
He doesn’t need any more.
He pulls me off the counter in his arms, into the shower. The hot spray hits our backs as he sits on the large seat, positioning me above.
He’s still inside me, deep, but now at this angle, I’m in control.
I look him in the eyes and start to move.
His head falls back against the tiles in a groan. “Fuck, Revea. I’ve never... You feel fucking amazing.”
I soak in the stilted compliment as the tendons in his neck pull tight. His muscles tense, his fingers delving into the soft skin of my hips as I push up on my knees and slowly go down.
I keep going, taking him all the way until his knot.
Each time, I’m soaking it, covering it completely in my arousal.
But it’s still so big.
I sink down harder, desperate, with more speed and pressure.
A small part edges in, then slips out.
