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And then she was jerking and shuddering and clenching, screaming her devastation. The intensity devoured her, and she squeezed down on the Alpha’s cock stiff for a long moment, while he worked her on him, before collapsing.
And yet he still was not finished with her.
The Omega lost count of how many positions the Alpha fucked her in. He was demanding and thorough and took pleasure in slapping, gripping, and moving her into any position she wanted. He wanted skin available to lick while he fucked, and fresh slick available to spread over his mouth and nose when he changed position. He was filthy and controlling, pinning her down when she whimpered at him too long and ramming her into a delirious babble.
Whenever she came, he rubbed and patted her, murmured foreign words of praise and nudged her affectionately with his nose. Finally, as his grunts became louder and rougher, she knew what was coming.
He flipped her over onto her back again, driving in without missing a beat, his rough rasp in her ear as his own orgasm built. The Omega caged his hips between her legs, urging him on to give her what she needed.
He shuddered, his cock driving deep, spurting inside her as the base enlarged, the stretch so raw and wide. Breathless, she clung to him, gasping at the huge knot locking them together. The Alpha kept spurting, his orgasm powerful and long, filling her with what she needed, what she wanted and desired.
She sighed, the panting of her breath hitched. The Alpha cuddled her into his arms, secure and safe. Nestling her nose against his sweaty neck, she rubbed on it, covering herself and then breathing him in. He smelled divine; better than anything she'd ever known. When the drowsiness overcame her, and she embraced it, her cunt still fluttering on his knot, she let herself enjoy being in the arms of her Alpha.
* * *
After that, whenever she woke, she was fucked and knotted in every position imaginable.
When the bed got soaked with her slick and became uncomfortable for her to lie in, he pulled the sheets off the bed and replaced them with other blankets and pillows from around the room.
Eventually, the entire bed was filled with blankets saturated with their scent, which was highly pleasing to her. She was in a state of heightened satisfaction. This was how an Omega was supposed to exist, filled with her Alpha’s seed, sore from his knot, and covered in his saliva and scent. Nothing existed outside of them. It was blissful—the most satisfying state.
Although once after he’d knotted her in a sitting position, his arms around her and her head on his chest, he pulled her back away from him and spoke. Again the words were jumbled. She stared at him, her weak eyes barely able to stay open. But the longer he spoke, the angrier he seemed to get. The words came out even quicker now, a jumbled quick mess of communication.
The Omega tried to settle in his arms, but he was holding her too upright. She frowned. Was he trying to punish her? She searched his face as he continued talking, trying to determine what he was doing. He shouldn't need to talk, she shouldn't need to talk. Their purpose was defined by their instincts.
He had knotted her; he had fulfilled his purpose for now, he should let her rest. And yet, the words kept coming, harder and louder. He was getting angry.
She leaned forward, watching him closely, the words beautiful and harsh and hard, and she leaned up and pressed her lips on his.
He silenced immediately, his body still.
She pressed harder and captured his bottom lip in hers. She moaned at the feel and taste of him, salty and sweaty and delicious. She sucked on his bottom lip, and pressed further, eager for more.
He opened his mouth, and she deepened the kiss. A shudder going through her at the delight of his breath on her, his tongue sneaking out to meet hers. The Alpha took over, gathered her in his arms, jolting her a little on his knot and kissed her deeply. The Omega revealed this new experience of her Alpha while she sat on his knot.
After that, they kissed often, yet he never instigated it. He waited for her to kiss him first.
She sensed that he wanted it when he knotted her. He stroked her hair, his eyes roaming her face and lingering on her lips. And that was her signed to lean forward and capture him, until he took over and devoured her, leaving her breathless and swollen.
In between being knotted and asleep, the Alpha ensured that she drank goblets of water. He also brought food to her, but she was much less interested in destroying the taste of him on her tongue with that. Hunger wasn’t her priority, her arousal was her most important concern.
But that didn't stop him from continuing to bring food to her. She refused unless he forced it down her throat. He didn't do it often, but he followed his instinct for how often she needed it.
Once when he stood by the bed, eating a slice of bread after forcing her to take a bite, she crawled to him and licked along his length.
The Alpha grunted, his eyes lowering to look at her.
Sticky with her slick and tasting of them both, the hard, smooth object of her attention twitched as she took it in her mouth, sucking and licking the head for a more intense taste.
The Alpha made a strained noise and suddenly she was being pushed down onto the bed again and impaled. She protested, wanting more of him in her mouth, but the thought soon went out of her mind. Any chance she got, she sunk her mouth down on him, eager for the taste of him, and once he realized, he watched her suck him, even holding her head to fuck her mouth.
She never tired of it, although he never let his seed go anywhere but deep inside her, which was exactly where she wanted it. Any seed that didn’t fill her was wasted. As much as she reveled in the feel and taste of his cock in her mouth, she had to be a good Omega.
An Alpha like him deserved it. He was perfection in the form of an Alpha.
She couldn't remember any other Alpha, but instinctively knew this one was perfect.
She was pleased that he reveled in her too—the way he gathered her into him, caressed her skin, and dragged his tongue all over her, marking her with his scent—and she preened when he kissed her back, fiercely as though he couldn't get enough.
