Page 26 of His Unicorn Alpha
There was only so much I could take, and between the sensation of his wet heat around my cock, and his sexy angry words, and the fact that he was so emotionally charged that he was partially shifted —not something I had known he could even do!— I was losing whatever minor control of my body I had left.
“Fuck, sugar,” I panted, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of his hips as I tried really hard not to finish so soon, “I’m close. You’re too perfect.”
“Do you feel how slick I am for you?” Brandt continued, staring down at me with such intensity that, under other circumstances, I might be afraid that he could shoot flames from his eyes. “Do you, Micah? Because I am a middle-aged omega and that doesnotusually happen naturally. That isallyou. It’s how much I enjoy having you inside me. It’s how aroused just being near you makes me.”
Letting out an embarrassing whimper, I nodded. To be honest, I had never felt quite as hard before, either, but I thought maybe that was just my imagination playing tricks on me.
“Your cock was made for me, darling,” his growly, gravelly voice had smoothed out again, but the scales on his face were still there. They were such a dark shade of red that they were almost black. I reached up to stroke one at his temple, finding it smooth and warm to the touch, and he shuddered, his hole clenching even more tightly around my dick.
“Again,” he breathed, tilting his neck. “Touch them again.”
When I did, he whined and lost his rhythm.
Interesting.
While I continued to pump his dick, I used my free hand to cup his jaw, stroking the scales I could reach with my thumb over and over again.
“Ungh,” he writhed, no longer bouncing on me but grinding and rocking, “M-Micah…”
His cock was leaking precum almost constantly, and I was pretty sure his hole was attempting to cut off the circulation to my dick.
“Darling—” he practically purred, then pressed his mouth over mine.
The second his tongue slipped between my parted lips, I exploded.
My orgasm was sudden and unexpected, and I wrenched my mouth from his to cry out a sharp “Fuck!” as my release poured out of me in jets. I couldn’t recall the last time I had come so hard, or so prolifically, and then I felt the tingling.
It started at the base of my cock, and then IsworeI felt my dick swelling up, getting harder instead of softening.
“Fuck, Micah,” Brandt swiveled his hips, grinding down on me and making me yelp with how sensitive my dick was. “Oh,Gods. Youareknotting me.Nnnngh.” He closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side, exposing that tempting juncture at the base of his neck. Then he opened his eyes, which were gleaming with joy and wonder. “We were right.Iwas right. You are an alpha.Myalpha. Ohfuck…”
I assumed my knot was pressing on his prostate with the way he cursed and writhed, his cock jerking in my hold.
I would never feel like this with anyone else, I realized. Inside me, my shifter side —myalphaside— practically roared with satisfaction that we were giving such pleasure to our mate.
Mate, my inner voice repeated happily.Mine.
“Can I…nnngh…” I groaned as his clenching stimulated my knot and encouraged another orgasm from me. My brain wasborderline scrambled by the pleasure which was beginning to hint towards pain from overstimulation. “C-can I bite you?” I asked, forcing my gaze to meet Brandt’s. “Can I claim —oh Gods— c-claim you?”
His pupils were dilated to an inhuman degree, but his eyes welled with tears and he nodded readily, then tilted his head again. “Yes, my alpha. Please.Please.”
I didn’t need any further encouragement. Sliding my free hand up his sweaty back, I cupped his head to hold him in place and then bit down on his neck.
Heroaredand sticky warmth spread between our bodies and dripped out from beneath my knot as I felt his orgasminsidemy soul, almost as if it was my own. Then he wrenched my head further to the side and bit down on my neck and Ididcome again, starbursts of bliss exploding in my chest and radiating throughout my extremities.
It became a feedback loop of pleasure on pleasure, until my balls ached from coming so hard and so much. We kissed slowly and sensually as we attempted to come down from the continual loop of orgasms, flinching and giggling against each other’s mouths with every hypersensitized movement.
“Holy shit,” I breathed, feeling elated. The entire situation was surreal. “We’re mated. We…Ihave a mate.” He nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck, his beard brushing my mating mark, and I grunted through another tiny, mildly painful orgasm as he contracted around my knot. “I’m…I’m analpha.”
That part was probably the most mind-blowing of all. Me, the most unimpressive beta ever, an alpha.
“Mmm,” Brandt hummed, then yawned sleepily. “My alpha.”
“My omega,” I stroked his back, unable to hide the burst of pride and affection that welled inside me. I felt him smile against my skin, and a similar feeling radiated back at me.
Feeling his emotions was going to take some getting used to.
Of course, Beck and Ollie seemed to have gotten the hang of it. I might need to ask my old friend for pointers.
