Page 22 of Their Alpha

It wasn’t enough by far, though. I needed him deeper. I needed his cock punching at the entrance to my womb and forcing its way inside. I didn’t want it careful and tender, like Gideon needed it, I wanted it raw and rough.

“Please,” I gasped, digging my fingertips into the muscle of his shoulders. “Please fuck me. Hard. I need it. Don’t hold back. Put a baby in me.”

That last part would have shocked me if I hadn’t been so far gone.

With a primal growl, Artemis did exactly what I asked him to. He took a few steps forward and pushed me back so I was braced on the edge of the bureau. He then grasped my hips and started pounding into me so hard I was certain he was rearranging my cells, not just stretching my insides.

I wailed with pleasure at the feeling. It was so much better than any sex I’d ever had before. It wasn’t just scratching an itch, it was making me who I was supposed to be. It was violent and amazing. I was certain I would have bruises from both the bureau’s edge and Artemis’s grip, but I loved it.

I was certain we both could have come just like that and ended the whole thing in a minute. I did come, shooting thin, white streamers across my belly. But Artemis wanted more.

He pulled out, leaving us both panting and me weeping at the loss. For a moment, he drank in the sight of my heat-spread body, then he scooped me up and spun me around to take me to bed.

I only vaguely registered Gideon crouched at the head of the bed, watching us with wide, aroused eyes, as Artemis plunked me face down at the foot of the bed. I shifted into the omega mating pose so fast that I almost smothered myself with the coverlet in my haste to get my head down and my ass up.

I expected Artemis to continue fucking me, but instead, he dropped to his knees behind me, pulled my asscheeks apart, and pushed his face into my gushing hole. I wailed with pleasure and started coming again as he licked and slurped up my slick and thrust his tongue into me over and over to get more.

It was glorious in so many ways. I couldn’t do anything but submit to his feasting and whatever else he wanted from me. Pleasure like I’d never known it pulsed through me and my balls continued to squeeze, even after I’d gone dry. I cried out with pure bliss, gripping the bedcovers on either side of me like I could stop my soul from flying out of my body.

It was more pleasure than I’d ever felt, but it was only the appetizer. Artemis needed more. He pulled away with a growl and stood. I could only imagine what he looked like, his face slathered in my slick, his body hard and flexing, and his thick cock standing up with need. I wished I could see it.

I had half a second to wonder if the sight was terrifying Gideon before Artemis robbed me of what little mind I had left. He grabbed my hips possessively and yanked me back onto his cock. He was so forceful it hurt a little, but I loved it and I wanted more.

I got exactly what I wanted and then some as Artemis started thrusting in me. Everything else was child’s play compared to the way he mastered my body. Helpless? I was more than just helpless as he claimed me and bred me. I was nothing more than a vessel for him. I was an extension of his body and a servant to his whims.

And I loved it. I loved it so much that I screamed with pleasure as his cockhead slammed harder and harder against the tight entrance to my womb. I could feel the inner fight, feel the last resistance of that part of me that knew who I was. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to be submissive. I didn’t want an alpha to master me.

Except that I did. So desperately. I wanted it more than I’d ever wanted anything, except Gideon. I needed it.

No sooner did I admit that to myself when the entrance to my womb softened just enough for Artemis to push inside. We both cried out ferally as my womb grabbed him and wouldn’t let him go and as he started to come. I felt his knot form, locking us together, but that was secondary to the vortex of pleasure that swallowed me.

It was beyond everything. My worries and responsibilities dissolved. Even my body felt like it was pulled inside out and vanished. My entire existence was pleasure that transcended description. It was hot and bright, like an explosion, but also miraculous, like a flower unfolding in spring.

In the midst of it all, I could feel Artemis. Not just feel him inside me, although it absolutely felt like his cock had expanded to the size of a log, owning my insides and sending pleasure radiating with every small thrust of our locked bodies. I felt like part of him and he a part of me as his cum filled my womb, distending my belly. There was so much of it, and I wantedmore.

I wanted it because it was Artemis. It was a piece of him inside me, and I never wanted to be without it again. It was warm and comforting. It was my rest in a storm of responsibility and difficulty. Feeling him so absolutely went beyond the scent of hay and summer. I was home. He was home. He was within me.

I had no idea how long the breeding orgasm lasted. Forever and a day. Or maybe just a split second. The next I knew, I was lying across the foot of the bed with Artemis cradling me. My back was nestled into his chest and stomach. He was still knotted in me, so for a second, I focused on that.

His slight move caused me to have an aftershock orgasm. That felt so good that when he brushed a hand over me, asking me something I didn’t quite hear, I let myself have another one. Then another one. Then I started fucking myself on his knot so I could have more. I didn’t ever want it to stop.

“Easy now.” Artemis’s voice finally cut through the post-wave need I was still feeling. “Are you okay? Was that too much?”

I was too groggy to answer, but after a few seconds, I realized Artemis wasn’t talking to me.

“It was…powerful,” Gideon said from a few feet away, panting. “I didn’t know it could be like that.”

“I’m sorry if we were too primal for you,” Artemis apologized as I tried to open my heavy eyes. Gideon needed my reassurance. He needed me. “I think both Fletcher and I had been holding onto a lot of things, but we felt safe letting it go with each other. I just want you to understand that it was all consensual, no matter what it looked like.”

“No, no, I could tell,” Gideon said. There was a note ofarousal in his otherwise timid voice. “I think you gave Fletcher exactly what he needed.”

“He did,” I said. At least, I think I said it out loud. It might just have been in my head.

“I don’t want you to worry,” Artemis went on.

“I’m not worried, strangely,” Gideon said. “I…it was amazing.”

“It certainly was,” Artemis said with a deep, possessive growl.

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