My tempting little Omega clutches the sheets as I devour her. She tastes like mine, feels like mine, and from this moment on, she’s my Omega, regardless of a bond.
When I slip two fingers inside her, she moans. Her hand is on the back of my head as she uses my face and I get her ready for me.
The sounds in the room are salacious and I grind myself against the corner of the bed, pre-cum leaking on my suit pants.
It hits me in the middle of licking her clit and the way her pussy sucks my fingers that I’ll be knotting someone for the first time.
The thought is too compelling. Too overwhelming, because it’s not just anyone. It’s Claire.
I have to pull my mouth away from her clit, tasting her is too much. I don’t want to come right now; I need to come inside her. It’s the only way to claim her and calm what feels like a beast inside of me.
Instead I add another finger, watching as she takes the stretch.
“If I don’t fuck you soon, I’m going to come without you having even touched my cock,” I admit, still finger fucking her.
“Please. I want you.”
I curl my fingers inside her one last time before pulling them out and slipping them into my mouth. Claire watches me asI unbutton my dress shirt, using it to wipe off my beard and tossing it in the corner. Her hungry gaze takes in the way I tug my undershirt off and the way my belt slides out of my belt loops before taking my pants off.
But when I finally remove my underwear, her eyes widen and her scent gets thicker.
Without even consciously thinking about it, I stroke myself a few times.
“Don’t worry, it will fit,” I say and she laughs, shaking her head.
“Had no doubt it would. I was built to take you and your knot, wasn’t I?”
“Damn right,” I say, dwarfing her body.
Her hand slips between us, gripping my length. My muscles go rigid as I let her explore me. A soft whine slips out of her lips and I know I can’t wait a second longer.
“I need you.” It slips out of my mouth like a plea.
She nods, her hands sliding up my stomach and landing over my chest. I grab myself at the base and glide the head of my cock over her slick-covered entrance.
Slowly, I press inside her, leaning forward and resting on my elbows. With our height difference, I can’t see her face as she leans forward and kisses my chest, her hands going to my back where her nails dig into my flesh.
I have to pull back, one hand on the mattress and another on the headboard behind us so I can look at her.
Fuck. She takes my breath away.
“More,” she tells me, and I give her what she wants, pressing in inch by inch. Her warm, wet pussy welcomes me like it knows I belong here. “Yeah, just like that.”
I hold on to the headboard and grab her ass with my freehand as I fuck her faster, watching in awe as my knot slowly inflates and begs to be inside her.
“So tight. So fucking perfect, princess. You need my fucking knot, don’t you?” I accentuate the words with a squeeze of her ass, and I’m transfixed by the way her breasts bounce with each thrust.
“Please, Forrest,” she says.
“Beg me the right way,” I growl out, not even knowing why the guttural words fall out of my mouth.
It’s some baser need I never knew I had. I didn’t know I got off on being called Alpha, but the truth is I really want her, this Omega, to call me that.
“Please, Alpha, I need it,” she says, her hand slipping between us where her two fingers spread her pussy lips.
It’s the perfect view as I watch myself push forward, stretching her cunt and giving her my knot.
Claire moans, her back arching as she spasms around me, clenching me so fucking tight I swear I see stars as I rut against her.