Page 78 of Alpha's Embrace
“It’s in, my love.”
“Move,” he ordered.
I responded instantly, pulling out half way and pushing back in. He stuttered and gasped. He had lost his voice. Only a keen came from him now.
I pulled out again, nearly all the way this time, then pushed in harder.
“Do it faster,” he ordered. “Knot me!”
My sweet virgin knew what he wanted.
I would knot this time for sure. It wasn’t going to last. I could already feel my orgasm rising through me, gathering at my lower back and my balls and pushing forward.
I pistoned my hips now, almost ruthless, his lubed passage opening even more for me, a perfect fit. His muscles squeezed my cock until I saw stars.
With every breath he exhaled, he made loud moans and gasps. He reached up and grabbed my shoulders, using the leverage to sit up and wrap his arms more tightly about my upper back.
I leaned into the embrace, reaching up from the center of our joining and putting my arms up under his shoulders to pull him to me. Embracing tightly, the bond grew in my mind like a blooming flower as I pumped my hips.
It was incredible. A fever ran over my skin. Every part of me tingled. I mated him hard and fast in those last few seconds until everything exploded and my cock pulsed with one huge throb and I shot inside him.
I hadn’t ever known such a high. I’d knotted Omegas before, and it was good, but this was above and beyond anything I’d ever known.
Misha was with me, coming between us, the hot liquid helping to seal us together into a single entity.
I felt my knot grow fast at the base of my cock and pushed harder to lock us together. It formed faster than I’d ever experienced, sending me reeling into greater ecstasy.
Beneath me, Misha jutted his hips up and groaned. Our lips were joined, our tongues meeting. I hadn’t remembered how we came to be kissing, but the contact made me want him even more.
How could there be more than this?
My cock pulsed. Opening my eyes just a crack, I saw the room spinning, and closed them fast. I let myself sink into Misha as he clung to me, as we fought to breathe, to stay together, and to merge into one.
I felt Misha’s legs fold around my back, his heels sliding down a little to dig into my buttocks.
I turned my head reluctantly away for breath. I needed oxygen, and so did he, but we were back to kissing in seconds.
My cock throbbed and shot off again as I felt my knot move. It was so much pleasure I thought I would die. Usually, I had some reprieve. The knot would form, I’d stay joined to my Omega sex partner, and not come again until it reached to just below the head of my cock and start to pulse.
But now I filled Misha up even more, and the knot kept moving and growing and pulsing, the liquid flowing from the head of my cock.
He moaned, tearing his lips away from mine, tossing his head.
I held him close to my chest. In my mind, I held him even closer. I could feel him, my Sylph lover, like a wave of happiness skipping about my thoughts.
This beautiful man was mine. I’d lost everything to save him. I’d lost nothing that mattered, though, for he was everything to me, and I had time.
For now, we were the universe coming together in a huge, convulsive quake of pleasure.
My knot tickled and teased me as it moved up to the tender head of my cock. Then the rapid pulsings started again, and I shot hard inside him and didn’t let up.
Misha’s cock throbbed where it was trapped between us. He came at again, a gush of heat against my stomach and chest.
I lost all sense of balance and buried my head between his shoulder and chin, pressing down.
Everything was flashing light and darkness. Then nothing.
I woke to hands combing through my hair, and soft but garbled words. I could make out nothing but my name spoken over and over.
