Page 66 of Empty Heat
“No! I know you’re not ready.”
I went to pull back, but he grabbed me harder. He was an extremely strong omega, especially being in heat and deciding for himself what he wanted.
“Callum, wait. Please!”
“No. I need to feel it. I want to be bred some day for real. I have to take it so I know what to expect.” His breaths came fast in huffs and puffs.
My cock throbbed, swelling inside him and there was nothing I could do. He clung to me inside and out. I’d certainly hurt him if I tore myself away now. It would be a repeat of his first time, and I knew that would be devastating to his healing process. He might never recover.
“Oh, Callum. Sweetheart, I would not recommend this. I don’t want to hurt you.” My jaw trembled even as my body surged to be inside him and knotting. It wanted and needed without my permission.
“It’s stretching me. I feel it.” He gasped.
“I know, honey. I’m so sorry.”
“No.” He lay back, legs spread, knees shaking at my sides. “Don’t be sorry.” He gasped again. “It doesn’t hurt. It’s just a lot of pressure.” He blinked up at me, blue eyes startled.
I focused on where we were joined, trying to keep myself still as he continued to cling to me. My knot was not done pulsing.
“It’s going to get bigger,” I warned him.
“Okay.” He ducked and put his forehead against my chest and I nearly fainted from the sweetness. “Okay.”
I kissed the top of his head. He wrapped his legs around my waist partway, lower back on his pillow, the backs of his thighs touching the tops of mine and rested in my arms.
“Oh, oh, I feel it more.”
I caught my breath. I’d stretched him well, but what if he wasn’t ready?
His head went back and he breathed in shallow little gasps.
His insides clenched, then let up and clench again. It meant he was responding to me, but it did not necessarily mean he liked it.
I watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed. His chest was taut and shining with effort.
“Okay, maybe if we lie on our sides and I hold you, it will help?” I suggested. My knot was not done growing. The seconds passed by so slowly. I didn’t want to be outside of him, but I didn’t want him harmed in any way.
“Nope.” He looked at me through lowered lashes. “Don’t move.”
I was going to come again. Hard. The knot created such a sensation in alphas that they streamed liquid nearly the whole time filling their mate with seed. It could last anywhere from fifteen minutes to half an hour. Longer if the mates were bonded and in total sync.
The energy in me drew up. The lightning raced in my veins. The thunder came fast and I was coming hard.
“Oh, Callum. Oh.”
He held me tighter. “I feel it. Lev, I feel it.”
I could barely comprehend what he was saying. The pleasure took me far, displacing me from the reality at hand. It took every ounce of will I had not to move inside him. Not to throw him down flat on the mattress and press into him hard as my knot began to move.
I came to my senses as quickly as I could, hearing my own moans echoing in the room.
“I feel it moving,” Callum panted. “Oh. It hurts.”
“Tell me.” I gasped, nuzzling him at his neck to comfort him.
“Just a little. It’s okay. It’s okay.”
“Breathe with me, sweet omega.”
