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I look back at him, and suddenly the only thing I can think about is wanting to feel his lips against mine. I lock in on them, and he stares back at me, hungrily. “Kiss me?” I ask quietly.
He sits up enough to reach me, taking my mouth. His facial hair tickles my skin, makes everything feel sharper, the sensations rolling through my body more intensely. It’s just one more way he’s taking command of my nervous system.
“Can I try and make it good for you? Will you trust me to make you feel good after I fucked everything up?”
He brushes kisses against the corners of my lips before his tongue licks a sensual line across my lips. It’s that last little barrier broken that makes me snap. I grab at his face, pulling him to me. My hips start moving in a steady rhythm and then his hands skim down to my waist, pulling me behind against him more firmly.
“Stop!” James nearly shouts. I’m so stunned from the sudden sharp tone that I freeze completely, shrinking away from him instinctually.
“You’re being manipulated, omega. You shouldn’t be enjoying this! You weren’t ready for this yet!” What felt good moments ago now feels dirty. The confusion is back, and so are the tears. There’s too much back and forth and I don’t know my own mind.
I know I feel this warm, solid body underneath me though, and right now it’s making me feel safe. I huddle my face back into Kit’s chest, pulling the blankets with me so my head is covered. I feel ashamed of myself. All those years of having to hide my sexual urges resurfaces and I frantically try to get away from Kit.
Which does absolutely nothing, because his knot is well and fully sealed inside me. Squirming only glues us together more, so I stop trying. I hear something that sounds like flesh on flesh and then a loud thump, like maybe somebody fell off the bed. Or was punched off the bed? They start arguing and I can’t handle it.
“You guys are fucking terrifying her! Get the hell out of here or I swear to God I will rip your balls off before she ever lets you touch her.” Kit keeps his voice low now, the soothing tones calming me a bit. The other guys whisper something angrily back but I can’t pay attention. Soon it’s quiet, and Kit helps himself to be inside the blanket. He flips us on our sides so we’re face to face, though I have to look up a bit to see him because of our height difference.
“Were you starting to enjoy this before James yelled?”
“Should I have? He told me I shouldn’t be…”
“Fuck that. I felt the way you were squeezing me, omega. Felt your heart start to pound when I tasted your mouth. This didn’t start out well, but that doesn’t mean it has to end the same way.”
“W-what do you mean?” I’m still shaking a little bit, but I cling to him, inhaling his melted chocolate scent. It coats my palate in rich warmth, slowly relaxing me. I feel my muscles become less tense as he slowly strokes my back and hips.
“We can salvage this. I know I haven’t earned the right to your body, that I’ve done nothing to merit you accepting my touch, yet…we can either sit here and try and relax and hope my knot goes down soon, or I can make it good for you.”
“H-how would you do that?” I ask, curiosity starting to prickle along my spine. His hand skims my side, higher now, tracing the underside of my breast through my sleep shirt.
“I can show you what I would have done if you had invited me to your bed willingly. I can wake this body up and show you what your alpha can do to you.”
He starts kissing along the side of my neck, his tongue flicking over his claiming mark. “Kit…” I whisper, hips flexing against him.
“I need your answer, pet. It’s too late for actual consent, but if you’ll let me, I can still make you scream my name.”
I tip my head back, heat suffusing my body. “Shit, you’re going to break me. I never dreamed it could be like this,” he confesses to only me.
He kisses my forehead, reverently, making me think I’m seeing that side to him that James saw when they first met. Maybe it’s not so hard to imagine Kit sweeping someone off their feet. It becomes almost impossible to stay still when he touches me like this, so I push all the confusion and doubt aside, and decide to just enjoy something good.
“Then make me scream,” I whisper. He lets out a growl which seems to hit me straight in my clit, then he carefully takes my top off of me, and then his own, so we’re bare-skin touching. He rips through my sleep shorts and kicks them off the bed, shoving his own pants down his hips after his sex managed to peek through enough to take me.
I’m flipped again, but the blankets are still draped over him, creating this soft light and coziness that emulates that feeling I was after in the strange tent at the cabin. I run my hands up his arms, feeling his muscles, then thread my fingers through the light hair on his chest. My fingernails brush across his nipples and he bucks into me, making me whimper.
“I thought I was dreaming, smelling sweet, spicy peaches in my sleep. I thought I was having the best dream of my life, knowing you were wanting me, needing me. You were desperate for me, clawing at me. I couldn’t get into you fast enough.”
His hips pulse against mine as he pushes and pulls as much as he’s able to under the current circumstances. Every flex has lightning licking my spine, warmth shooting to my fingers and toes. My hands work their way to his backside, and as he tells me about his dream, it becomes a reality. Iamdesperate for him; this version of him anyway. I’m desperate for the version of Kit that isn’t trying to needle or upset me, that seems to genuinely want me to enjoy this.
When his tongue finds my nipple, my nails dig into his skin. I pull him against me tighter, as if I’ll be able to get him deeper inside of me somehow. I feel myself hurtling towards climax, almost scared to know how intense it will be with his knot locked onto all my nerve endings.
I thrash as he flicks my nipples with his tongue, his hips fluttering and pounding into me.
“Now scream for me, baby. Milk my knot, get me off like no one else has ever been able to do. I want your voice to be raspy the rest of the day because of how loud you scream my name.”
Gods,will it always be like this with them? Or is this particular experience unique to the alpha rutting between my thighs? My whole body feels like it's being re-animated by him, life given to a previously dormant body.
“It’s too much, Kit, I can’t…”
“You’re taking your alpha’s cock so well, omega. Stealing you was the best decision I’ve ever made. Give it to me. I need your orgasmnow!”
