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“Alpha,” I said, holding on, using what little leverage I had to push back against his cock, forcing it impossibly deeper, hitting some spot within me that had me crying out in sudden pleasure. He tilted his head back, and the sight of his the muscles of his shoulders working, his lips parted, and his neck–his bare neck–
I came, shuddering out my orgasm as I pulled his hips into mine with my heels, keeping him close to me even as my walls flexed and cramped and fluttered around the intrusion of his cock. His neck, as he moaned, was still bared to me, and I–I licked it, from the hollow at the base, up the tall column of his neck, vibrating with his moan. The vibrations intensified, and his hips suddenly jerked, one fist tightening in my hair as his mouth came crashing down to meet mine. His cock twitched and pulsed in my pussy, and I thought I could feel the heat of his come filling me, marking me. I fluttered around his cock again, wanting desperately, and the words spilled from my mouth in hot currents, like his release.
“Fuck me, alpha, fill me up,I want it,want your come, want you to fill me with it,make me yours.” His teeth grazed my neck, sending shivers through me, but he didn’t bite down, and I nearly cried at the loss when he gentled my skin with a kiss. “Please,” I whimpered, not recognizing the need in my voice.
He pulled back, his eyes darting back and forth between mine. “Now? Ella, you’re sure?” His cock jumped inside of me, makingitsinterest, at least, obvious. “You’re absolutely sure? This isn’t–it isn’t reversible–”
“Forever, Charlie,” I said, tears filling my eyes. “I’m sure. I want you to claim me. Unless–unless you aren’t ready. But I am. I want forever with–”
“Ella,” he cut me off with a bruising kiss, our lips mashed together with more passion than finesse. “Fuck, Ella, I would have claimed you that first night, in the greenhouse, if you would’ve let me.”
I pulled back from his crushing embrace, my heart thumping against my ribcage. “Should we?” I said, looking at him: myalpha. The thought felt less foreign than it ought to.
“Should we what?” he asked, a smile on his lips.
“The greenhouse. Do you still have your key?”
His eyes widened, now alert, and his smile grew broader. “You’re serious?” I nodded, and laughed as he rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him, then leaned up to pepper my face with kisses. “You want to?”
“Tonight?” I asked, my heart beating nearly through my ribcage. “Please?”
He nodded, a wide, disbelieving smile on his face. “Yes,” he murmured. “Yes, omega. Tonight.”
Charlie
We nearly fellthrough the door of the greenhouse, shivering both with the frost-bitten air that still clung to our bodies, and the anticipation of what was to come. It was dark and humid, like dirt and leaves and green, growing things.
“It’s perfect,” Ella whispered, the both of us suddenly quiet, and I knew she was thinking the same thing that I was: that this place, with its promises of luxuriant growth, was the perfect place to start something new. Her hand reached out to touch mine, and as our fingers slid together, the moment broke, and I pulled her into my body, hard. I could see her, in the dim light, as my eyes adjusted, see the glimmer of her blue irises like sun on the ocean, and see the pout of her lips as we lungs caught with the same damp, hot air for a split second, before her mouth met mine for a bruising, desperate kiss. Our coats hit the hard tile floor and my hands wrapped around her waist, her bare skin sizzling under my fingertips. We hadn’t bothered with clothes, and I was thankful for that as I dropped to my knees in front of her, spreading her feet gently with my hands, sliding my palms up the muscles of her calves, then her thighs, warm and soft, and at the apex–that hot, wet slit, slick and dripping with caramel sweetness. I could smell myself there, too, and my instincts roared with pride. I had yet to claim her with my bite, but I had marked her there already. I kissed the place where her thigh met her stomach, and earned a whimper, then, “alpha.”
Alpha.
My cock, jutting forward into the embrace of the damp night air, jerked, a drip of precome sliding from the head, down the shaft. It would have tickled if I weren’t so impossibly turned on, heat already building, a throbbing bass note of a feeling, deep in my body, buried at the base of my cock where my knot would already be swelling.
I pulled her into me, the caramel taste of her slick coating my mouth with sugar, heavy on my tongue and down my throat as I kissed and licked her folds. My hands grasped at her ass, kneading her cheeks, holding her hips steady as I delved between her legs with my lips and tongue and then, when I couldn’t stand it any longer, my fingers, first one, then a second, working them in to her tight pussy, letting her slick run down my wrist as she gasped above me, fists knotted in my hair. The sweet smell of flowers was made even sweeter by the scent of her arousal.
“Alpha, now,” she said, “Charlie, I want–”
Her knees buckled, and I eased her down on top of me as I lay back onto our coats, her legs straddling my thighs, my cock between us. “You want this, Ella? Omega?” I asked, bringing her hand to wrap small fingers around my shaft. I grabbed my knot, squeezing it tight, feeling the slight swelling there. “Want to ride me?”
“Fuck, yes,” she responded, enthusiastically, and a grin split my face. She laughed, but the feeling of her folds teasing against the head of my cock put humor far from both of our minds, if the lax expression of her face and the soft moan that escaped her parted lips was anything to go by.
“I want it, too,” I groaned, as she lowered herself down an inch, then two, her velvet walls parting around the steel of my cock. She shouldn’t have been so excruciatingly tight, not after earlier, but… “Fuck, Ella, you feel so good on my cock. You look so good, like this–so pretty, my omega–”
She moaned, and sank down in one motion, until her ass landed on my thighs, grinding against me. Thank fuck I had already come once–the look of her, the feel, along with the knowledge of what I was going to do–whatwewere going to do–would have had me embarrassing myself.
“Tell me again, alpha,” she said, her eyelids heavy and her gaze locked on mine. The squeeze of her around my cock made it hard to think beyond the dull, throbbing pounding of blood rushing through my veins, the heavy weight of my release building behind the dam of my knot, but I knew what she wanted. What she needed, as my hands traveled from her thighs to her stomach, then to her breasts, full and round and pale, glowing in the dim light of the greenhouse.
“I love you, Ella,” I growled, the words coming from deep in my chest. “You’re mine, omega, mine forever.”
“Yes,” she gasped, rocking forwards and back on my cock, her breasts pushing into my hands again and again.
“I need you to come on my cock again, omega, so you’re ready to take my knot,” I murmured, “I don’t want it to hurt when I fill you with my knot, make you take it, all of it, fuck you so good you’re drowning in my come,” I was babbling, now, but the look on her face, the grip of her hands, tight on my thighs as she arched her back for more leverage, a better angle, had my mouth moving faster that my brain. “Fill you up and mark you inside and out–”
She came, a ragged cry escaping her lips as I held her ribcage, my thumbs in the creases under her breasts. I was thrusting back against her, fucking her through it even as my balls drew up under me, the feel of her silken insides clenching over my cock bringing me dangerously close to the edge.
Not yet, I reminded myself. Not until she was mine.
Ella
