Page 75 of His Unicorn Alpha
I felt so empty that it hurt.
“You’re so wet, baby,” he nipped at my jaw, the scrape of his teeth over stubble and scales making me tremble with little shocks of bliss, “you’re going to feel so fucking good around my dick.”
I cried out as he slid two fingers inside me, teasing me instead of giving me the one thing my body craved more than anything else.
“M-Micah,please.”
“God, I love hearing you beg for me. Watching you writhe on my fingers. And,fuck, you’re even hotter inside than I remember.”
Later, I would consider just how far we had come from the first time we were together. When he was self-conscious and almost timid. I loved my alpha’s submissive side, too —I loved to fuck him every bit as much as I loved feeling him inside me— but, in that moment, he was giving my omega side everything I needed.
“I-it is the heat,” I managed to stammer, rolling my hips, trying to find some kind of relief for the intense need building inside me. “I…I feel like I will combust…”
“I’ve got you,” he crooned, pressing kisses down my neck and over my shoulders. The cool moisture felt as though it sizzled with every brush of his lips on my heated flesh. “I’m going to breed you so good, Bran. Gonna put another baby in you.”
“Fuck,” I bit the curse out, clamping around his probing digits, my body tensing for orgasm at the very thought. My cock strained and wept over the pooch of my belly, even though it hadn’t received any actual attention. “A-alpha,please.”
“You want that, don’t you?” He continued, pushing all of my buttons…except for the one inside me, as if he knew doing so would be too much. “You want me to make you all round with another one of our babies. Want to fill this whole house with them. The whole town, even.”
“Y-yes…” My mate’s words were ridiculous, but my yearning for children of my own had spanned centuries. Add to that my first ever heat and a breeding kink which had quite obviously been slowly festering away in the back of my subconscious for a while, and I was a babbling mess. There was nothing hotter than the very idea that my alpha would breed me over and over again. “M-Micah,now.I need…nooo.” I voiced my complaint as he pulled his fingers from me, but he silenced me with a gentle tap to the side of my thigh.
“On your hands and knees, sugar. Facing the headboard.”
I scrambled to do exactly as he had asked, moaning with delight when his long, lithe form stretched over my back and his cock slid inside me.
Instantly, the churning, aching feeling in my belly seemed to ease. It was a strange, almost mystical phenomenon, and I would wonder later on about the science behind it. Was it his precum? Did it cause a chemical reaction somehow?
“Fuck,” Micah panted, grinding his pelvis into the fleshy globes of my ass, “fuck, I was right. You’resohot, sugar. And so wet. This…ungh,” he pulled out and pushed back in, and his voice turned ragged, “this is going to be fast, baby.”
I bent forward, pressing my face into the pillow, aiming to give him more access, or a better angle, or…I had no idea what. “Yes,” I moaned obscenely as he thrust again, then repeated the word with every increasing slam of his hips, “yes, yes, yes.”
“Oh, shit,” he hissed, “don’t…don’t squeeze…”
I couldn’t help it. My instincts had taken over. I wanted him to come. I wanted his knot. I wanted him to fuck me into the damn mattress. I wanted— “Oh, Gods,alpha.” He’d found my prostate and the pleasure shot through me and, I assumed, through the bond as well.
Suddenly, whatever tenuous control he had held over his side of our connection crumbled, and I wailed at the onslaught of hispleasure and arousal combining with mine. On his next thrust, I saw stars. I convulsed beneath him, my cock erupting even as I felt what had to be a torrent of slick spill over his cock and between our bodies, trickling down the inside of my thighs.
“Holy shit,” Micah’s fingers dug into my hips, “fuck, Bran. Fuck, that feels…oh God.” His words were barely comprehensible, lost as they were in his groan.
I felt his orgasm through the bond almost as clearly as if it were my own, and my body shuddered through coming again as his cock swelled and released inside me.
Once again, the heat in my veins seemed to subside, easing away even further as Micah’s knot inflated and locked us together. He continued to pant and issue low curses through his resulting knotted releases, and I relished in the sensations bouncing through to me via our connection.
Boneless, sweaty, and covered in cum and slick, Micah and I eased down onto our sides, spooning together in the afterglow. Flashes of heat and need surprised me, but my alpha sensed them and ground into me, stimulating his knot and coming again and again until those bursts of desperation dissipated.
“That was…wow,” he said after kissing the back of my neck. “How are you feeling?”
Opening my mouth to respond, I yawned. He chuckled, then groaned as his own movement bumped his knot. Jolts of pleasure bordering on pain came through the bond. My cock twitched in answer, but I was utterly spent.
“Fuck,” he muttered, his fingers flexing on my thigh. “I forgot what this felt like, too.”
“Mmm,” I agreed, feeling my eyelids droop as the afterglow faded into exhausted satisfaction. “I have missed this.”
“Sleep, sugar,” he murmured, kissing the top of my head. “I’ve got you.”
Yes, I thought to myself as the tug towards dreamland drew me closer,he does.
I did not know what was in store for us, for our personal future or for the future of the pack, or even for shifter kind in general. But I did know that, regardless, my unicorn alpha —a man so perfect, I worried I might have just dreamed him up— would always be by my side.
