Page 99 of Retribution
“Yes…ugh, yes!” she says, her hands moving to play with her breasts.
Smiling at her, I sit up and suck on her nipples. Her skin tastes sweet despite beginning to sweat, and I chase the droplets as she grinds down on my knot.
“Are you feeling brave?” I rumble. “Fuck, your wet cunt is already trying to pull me in. What do you think about letting it?”
Gazing into her eyes, I see the moment she decides to lift herself with her knees and drop onto my knot.
“Isolde!” I yell, feeling myself slipping deep into her cunt. “Fuck, you don’t play fair, darlin’.”
“Fair is…boring,” she pants. “Fuck me…Alpha please. I’m ready for you to take over.”
Flipping her onto her back without breaking our connection, I kiss her as I fuck her with my knot.
“Yes, yes. Alpha!”
Isolde breaks apart again as her hands fist in my hair. My omega loves to pull me where she wants. I don’t mind the push and pull of control. I have it in other areas of my life, and I’ll gladly give her mine here.
My hips piston in short motions as I thrust my knot further inside of her until I feel myself pop all the way in. Continuing to fuck her by using her slick to rock over her nerve endings, I growl as she begins to lose any sense of calm.
Isolde wraps her legs around my waist to make sure she’s as close to me as possible, and I suck on her neck as she begins to sob with emotion.
“Lucas, bite me. Please don’t tease. I want it so badly,” she cries. “Please!”
“I’m already yours,” I purr honestly. My teeth graze her skin, while I hold myself back from biting her. I need to do it, I want to tell the world that she’s mine.
It’s why our pack has done all of the legwork to call her ours on paper. This is just the final step.
“Promise you want me forever,” I rasp in her ear. “I love you so much, and I know this is fast. Fuck. I don’t want you to regret this.”
“I won’t,” she promises, pulling on my hair so she can gaze into my eyes. “Fuck, don’t stop. I’m so close. I love you. I’m scared to say it, but I have to. Bite me, Alpha. I won’t regret it.”
Her eyes clear from the haze of her full blown heat for a moment, and that’s when I push her chin to the side so I can bite just above her clavicle bone. Isolde cries out as her pussy attempts to kill me. It tightens to the point that she’s strangling me, and my dick jerks before I begin to come.
Ropes of it paint her walls, and Isolde screams as she follows me in my release. If she was a boa constrictor, that’s the best way I could describe how tightly she’s holding me.
Gasping for breath, I lift my head as I release her throat, only to find Isolde’s passed out.
“Shit,” I whisper, reaching for my pants so I can grab my phone. “Ready or not, here we come, guys.”
Me:
I have a fairly unconscious omega in heat that I’m currently knot deep inside of. I expect that we’re about to be in the thick of this, guys. Please clear the housekeeper from the halls, Grant, so I don’t have to give Rita a raise for seeing my cock.
Alesso and Oliver thought it would be a good idea to have a pack chat, and that’s where I’m texting this to. Instead of having to message them all individually, I have one place to ask questions. I appreciate efficiency.
Grant:
I’m texting Rita now. Just because I have to get comfortable with what your dick looks like, doesn’t mean she needs to.
Rolling my eyes, I gather Isolde close to me as I sit up. There, just above her clavicle, are my teeth marks. I feel very proud of them, especially because I know she wanted them before we walked into this room.
I rarely second guess shit, but I do with Isolde. There’s too much to lose in not making sure she’s okay with something. I’ll continue to check in with her, even if it might make her crazy.
I like arguing with her. Especially if it means we can make up in unusual ways.
Getting off the bed, I wince because my knot doesn’t seem to want to come out. I’m going to have to walk butt naked through the house.
“Is it really streaking if it’s your house?” I mutter, yanking a blanket off a chair so I can cover my omega.
