Page 80 of His Marked Omega

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Fenrir gasped when Oberon released him suddenly. He found himself spun and then was lifted into the air and shoved against the wall all over again. His legs wrapped around the alpha’s waist, and then they were kissing, a frantic, explosive meeting of lips and tongue and clanging teeth.

The alpha kissed him senseless, like he was trying to punish and consume him all at once. But just when Fenrir started getting into it, picking up on the pacing and matching it, Oberon made his next move.

“What—” Fenrir grabbed onto the alpha as he was pulled away from the wall, then clung when Oberon started walking. He thought they’d go for the bed, frowning when they passed it. It made sense a moment later when he was lowered and thendropped onto his back on the fur rug, sprawled out beneath the alpha as he tore his clothing off in a rush. “Slow down.”

Oberon captured his wrist when Fenrir reached for him, pinning it over his head on the black fur. He’d gotten his shirt off, but hadn’t bothered removing his sweatpants entirely, merely tugged them down to expose his massive length.

He distracted Fenrir with another kiss, attacking his mouth with the same fervor as before. The alpha nipped at him hard enough to sting, and while Fen was still reeling from the intensity of it, reached down to position himself.

Fenrir felt the alpha’s crown notch at his entrance and broke the kiss.

The alpha thrust into him with one hard pump of his hips, burying his entire length into Fenrir’s body in a move that had him howling. Once he was as deep as he could go, he gyrated, then pulled out and repeated the motion.

Oberon kept a steady pace, driving Fenrir crazy, controlling his pleasure with ease. He drove in fast, then withdrew slowly, seemingly enjoying the way Fen went wild when he did.

“Please!” Fenrir didn’t even last ten minutes before he was begging. “Harder!”

“This is hard.” He slammed into him but then retreated with the same calculated pull.

“Faster!” Fen growled, then sobbed. “I don’t know what you want me to say, but if you tell me, I’ll say it! I’ll say anything!”

The alpha straightened, kneeling between his spread thighs, and then caught Fen’s right ankle and tugged his leg up. He placed his heel over his left shoulder, opening Fenrir’s body for him so he could spear through him even deeper than before. Ignoring Fenrir’s pleas, he fucked him like that for a spell,tightening his grip to keep Fen in place. He even shoved him back down when Fenrir reached for him.

“Good Light,” Oberon groaned. “I love how tight you are. Love you wrapped around my cock.”

“King!” Fenrir couldn’t recall ever having been this turned on when not in heat. “Alpha!”

“What is it? What do you want, precious?”

“Knot me,” he gasped. “I need to feel you blow your load inside of me and—”

“Gods.” Oberon dropped his leg and blanketed himself over Fenrir once more, lips slamming over his as he finally started thrusting the way Fenrir needed.

Pheromones exploded around them, mingling and heightening their mutual arousal. Oberon held Fenrir down, and Fen clawed at him, mindless in their passion.

The soft fur at his back, paired with the hard edges of the alpha on top of him were driving him mad, and Fenrir started clenching around Oberon. His dick gushed between them, smearing come across both of their chests even as his hole continued to drip slick. The orgasm had him sobbing against Oberon’s lips, the sound of the crackling fire and the shower they’d forgotten to turn off momentarily drowned out by the loud noises he was making.

The alpha followed him shortly after, pummeling him a few more times before drilling in deep and freezing over him. His balls twitched, and the knot at the base of his cock ballooned. He seemed to come for a million years, pumping seed into Fenrir’s body, even as his knot rolled to block his entrance.

After a minute, with it still not stopping, Fenrir whimpered, but the alpha shushed him.

“Behave,” Oberon said. “You can take it.”

“It’s too much,” he disagreed. “Too full. It feels like if you give me any more, I might pop.”

The alpha chuckled and then nuzzled his chin. “Don’t be so dramatic.”

“You try this and see how you feel.”

Oberon hummed as though considering. “Unfortunately, your knot doesn’t inflate like it used to. I doubt I’d be able to feel much of anything if you stuck that in me.”

“My dick is big, asshole.”

“That’s true.” He laughed. “Do you miss it? Would you like to top me?”

Fenrir was tempted to say yes just to see the alpha’s reaction, but… “No.”

All of his past experiences had been bad. The only good sex he’d had was with Oberon.