Page 39 of Dodging Bullets

“This might hurt a little, and I’ll stop anytime you say the word. This moment is yours, Polly.You’rein control.” A nice female Omega doctor had given her the Omega rod earlier in the week, and I hoped to god it was effective, because when I slid inside her, I swear my vision went white.

I held myself still with burning muscles as I took it slow, clenching my back teeth until I was pretty sure I was going to have to get dentures. Inch by inch, neither of us breathed, and I leaned forward to kiss her. I wanted to soak up any millisecond of pain she might feel and take it into myself.

Finally, she whooshed out a breath, wrapping her feet around my ass and pulling me in tightly until I bottomed out.Holy shit. Holy shit.

I kept myself still as my gaze ran over her face. Her eyes were scrunched shut, and I started to panic. “Polly, are you okay? Do you need me to stop?”

She shook her head. “No… I need you tomove, Max,” she moaned, and relief flooded my body. Taking it slow, I moved shallowly inside her, just enough friction that I could build up to what I really wanted. I wanted to drive my cock in and out of her, wanted to flip us over so she could ride me and I could watch those delectable tits bounce.

Instead, with willpower I didn’t know I possessed, I took it slow and steady, and soon she was curling against me, chasing the pressure and the pace. I was more than happy to provide. I kissed and sucked at her neck, over the little scent gland that one day I was going to sink my teeth into and bond her.

When I scraped it with my teeth, her eyes went wide, her mouth going slack. “Oh…oh,” was all the warning I got before she clamped down so hard on my cock, I stood no chance of holding back my own release. She moaned my name as her sweet little cunt milked me, and I buried my face in her shoulder, exercising all my willpower not to bond her.

When I collapsed over her, she gripped my back muscles almost frantically, and I was worried I was squashing her. But when I went to roll off, she held me there. “Don’t move,” she said softly into my neck. “I’m not ready for this to be over yet.”

This sweet woman, this Omega who I knew we didn’t deserve, melted my heart. “Don’t worry, Polly. This is only just the beginning.”

Despite the sultry looks she was sending me, and then the pouting, I gently refused to have sex with her again. It was hard, but her body needed a little break. It didn’t stop me from exploring every inch of her body, and letting her explore every inch of mine too.

That’s what she was doing right now, and my military training hadn’t prepared me for this level of torture. I was mentally listing off every variety of bird I could think of right now to stop myself from dragging her back up my body and fucking her senseless.

Especially when she was staring at my cock like it was the most fascinating thing she’d ever seen. “Is your penis like Llew’s and Rio’s? Or August’s?” She screwed up her nose. “I’m trying to remember to use the slang words for uh, nether regions, but it still sounds kind of wrong. Cock. Dick.” She flushed. “Pussy.”

I let out a strangled laugh, and despite the fact it was just biology, my face still heated. It was more complicated to talk about anatomy when someone was staring at your hard cock like a bug under a microscope. Still, I would do the best I could to answer.

“Uh, Llew’s is a little bigger; he’s a big guy. I’d say Rio and I are equal, length and width wise, but both Llew and Rio have a knot at the base.” She reached out and gripped my cock.Jesus fucking Christ.

“A knot where?”

I moved her hand down to the base of my cock. “Here. It expands when they come, an evolutionary quirk to keep their cum inside their pretty Omega. That would be you,” I teased, hoping she couldn’t see the strain I was under not to thrust up into her hand.

“How big does it get?” So curious, my pretty Polly.

I looked down at her fist wrapped around me, and lifted my chin. “About the size of your fist, I guess. It would probably look much like that,” I choked out.

She gave me a wide-eyed, worried look that chased away some of my lust. “That can’t fit inside me, Max. You barely fit inside me.”

Snorting a laugh, I pulled her further up my body so she was draped over me. “They fit, sweetheart. Omegas were made for Alphas, like two pieces of a puzzle that just fit. Your body will stretch over their knots, and they’ll fill you in a way that’s intensely pleasurable. More pleasure than I could give you.”

She frowned. “You’re perfect.”

I rubbed my cheek on hers. “Thank you, Omega. I don’t doubt I can bring you unimaginable pleasure in other ways, and trust me, I’m going to spend every day of the rest of my life trying to outdo those damn Alphas anyway, but the pleasure an Omega gets from taking a knot—especially during the heat—is something else. Omegas have a reverse knot, I guess. It’s called a fib. Did you read about that?”

She nodded, but motioned for me to continue. There were things that you couldn’t really get from a textbook.

“It will hold an Alpha, and even a Beta, tightly inside your body and pulsate, milking your Alpha of every last drop of cum. That’s what I mean about how perfect you are together.”

She hummed softly, her lips nibbling on the skin of my pec. “And what about male Omegas? Do they have a fib?”

I kind of wished August was here for this conversation. Naked too. Actually, there were quite a few of today’s activities that could have been fun with August here. Not that it wasn’t perfect with just the two of us; I wouldn’t have changed a moment.

I selfishly hoped that Polly’s Omega wanted August during her heat. The more the merrier, but seeing the two of them together… I bit my lip at the thought.

Then I remembered she’d asked me a question. “Uh, male Omegas have a lock. It’s kind of the best of both worlds. A knot for female Alphas, or in rare cases, female Omegas.” I winked at her, making her flush that pretty pink. “And a fib-like muscle in their ass, to lock their Alphas in that way, even though I don’t think there’s a biological imperative there—it just feels really good.”

She leaned up and stared down at me. “People have sex in their butts?”

I blinked. And blinked again. Now Idefinitelywished August was here for this conversation.

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