Page 25 of Their Alpha

I nodded. That was the only response I could give him.

“Alright,” Fletcher said, regaining some of his former confidence as he stepped away from me and moved to help Artemis with the last of his restraints. “I think this will work.”

“Please, hurry,” I whined, rocking slightly as need built quickly inside of me.

“Don’t worry, baby. We’ve got this,” Fletcher said.

I believed him. I trusted him. Despite the need raging inside of me, I felt safe and positive again for the first time since my heat had started.

They worked together to strap Artemis in as tightly as possible. He didn’t look at all comfortable to me, but I could smell his arousal as the intensity of his alpha scent picked up. His cock was so hard and large as it strained up over the restraint crossing his hips. Cum was already starting to dribble out of it.

“Hurry,” I moaned, not just for my own sake, but because I didn’t want Artemis to suffer longer than he had to.

“Come here, baby,” Fletcher said once he secured the wrist straps that would hold Artemis’s hands and arms in the long, leather sleeves.

I raced to him. Fletcher stepped back from the side of the chair, then moved to the end. The leg part of the chair split open, forcing Artemis’s legs wide, but I realized that capability wasn’t for his sake.

“Right here,” Fletcher said, holding out his hand to me.

A sudden wave of fear shot through me. Was I ready for this? The flashes of my heats withhimkept coming at me. They had been horrible. The feeling of his cock in me had been humiliating. Would I feel the same way with Artemis?”

“Baby?” Fletcher asked.

I sucked in a breath, fighting the urge to scream. I could do this. I closed my eyes for a moment and thought of Prince Leo from the fairy tales. He had been strong and brave in the face of his heat when the diamond dragon prince, Diamant, wanted him. If Prince Leo could do it, so could I.

Resolved, I hurried around one of Artemis’s feet and stepped between his spread legs. There was actually a small step near the center of the chair. Fletcher directed me to use it to climb over Artemis, then pointed out a couple of other footholds so I could straddle him.

That was it. As soon as I understood what I needed to do and how, nothing could have stopped me. I moaned and panted as I tried to find the right position, then sighed with relief when Fletcher braced me from behind. He helped guide me, and within seconds, the head of Artemis’s cock was right at my gaping hole.

Fletcher continued to brace and balance me and hold Artemis up as I lowered myself, gingerly at first, then with astounding hunger, onto Artemis’s cock. Inch after thick inch bored its way inside me, and I tilted my head back and cried out, it felt so good.

I wasn’t the only one making sounds. Artemis growled and grunted with my first, tentative movements. He strained and pulled at his restraints, like he was trying to speed things up and buck into me. He’d passed the point where he could control himself and he was wild with rut,but he couldn’t do anything about it. I was the one in control.

It made me feel powerful and hot. I was the one in control. I was the one with the alpha at my mercy, for a change. I could use him to sate the needs of my body instead of the other way around.

Years worth of fear melted, and as soon as I got the hang of the motion I needed to get what I wanted, I rode him like there was no tomorrow. I bounced and jerked on him, working him deeper and deeper as my insides stretched and soaked for him. I made every kind of wild sound, too, crying out with need and pleasure.

Best of all, I could feel Fletcher behind me. He’d pressed himself against my back and had his arms wrapped around me. He had me. He was keeping me safe and getting me everything I needed and more.

All three of us were making sounds, and it was perfect. I closed my eyes at first, reveling in pleasure like I’d craved for ages. I bounced harder and harder until I could feel the head of Artemis’s cock pushing against the opening of my womb. I vaguely remembered squeezing so tightly whenhehad taken my heat that there was no way he’d ever get in, but I didn’t want that with Artemis. I wanted Artemis in. I wanted his baby in me.

I opened my eyes, and instead of avoiding the alpha under me, I focused on him. Artemis was so beautiful and so good. Even restrained as he was, he radiated power and strength. He would make an amazing sire. His bold eyes staring back at me, locked with mine only confirmed that for me.

When it happened, I think I stopped breathing. My womb opened and Artemis pushed inside. His knot formed, and I was suddenly filled with the sensation of lava fillingme as his seed spilled into my womb. Every fear I’d ever had evaporated in the intensity of that flame. Nothing else mattered and nothing else existed but the pleasure that flooded me.

It went on and on, radiating like the sun in my core. But it was more than that. I was vaguely aware of Fletcher making sounds as something warm and wet hit the small of my back. Not just that, Fletcher had reached around and was stroking my cock as I came over and over, painting Artemis’s restrained stomach.

So much was happening, and we were all together for it. My body was alive with ecstasy and possibility. I wanted to feel that pleasure and bathe in it for ages. I had never felt so sexual, so much like a god as I did in that moment. I wanted to stretch and writhe and pose and give Artemis my body, a thing of beauty and light, to watch and get off on. I felt so good it was transformative.

Underneath that sexual power, I felt something else as well. It was like something caught and quivered deep within me. Artemis was still exploding seed into my womb, so much that my belly grew visibly bigger, but it was superfluous. I was swimming in that pleasure, but I wasn’t the only one. I felt ripe and blessed, like I’d won the biggest prize the world had to offer.

It felt so magnificent that I passed out for a moment in sheer bliss. I was a good omega after all. I wasn’t broken or defective. I was everything my husband needed me to be, everything my alpha needed me to be.

When I came around, the world was quieter. All three of us were panting, and Fletcher felt heavy against my back. I still straddled Artemis and his knot was still firmly inside me. It was lovely, but not quite perfect.

“Can I,” I started. I paused to catch my breath, thenleaned forward a little, shifting Fletcher. “Can I lie forward?” I managed to ask him.

“Of course, baby,” Fletcher said sleepily.

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