Page 120 of Pack Rivals: Part Two
I fuck her. I fuck her hard into the mattress. I can’t help myself. I have no self control left. Not when it comes to this one, not when it comes to this woman.
I thrust deep and unrelenting and our omega not only takes every pound, she loves it too. Crying out, writhing, lifting her hips to meet me, and squeezing and sucking around my cock.
“Good girl,” I pant, “good fucking girl.”
“Don’t stop,” she mutters, “don’t stop.” The convulsions of her pussy grow more frantic, her nails pierce right through my flesh, her legs lock tightly around my waist.
“Not going to, Omega. Going to pound this sweet pussy of yours until you’re screaming my name.”
“Silver,” she gasps.
“Yes, like that, just like that. Say my name, Omega, Say my fucking name.”
“Silver!!” she screams, clinging on to me and then she comes, her body exploding into ecstasy, thrashing about beneath me, her pussy milking me so hard, I come too. It’s like lightning. It’s like being struck by a fucking bolt. My nerves scream with pleasure, my vision whites and for a moment I’m lost, lost completely in her, in her touch, in her scent, in her voice, in her goddamn pussy.
Then I hold her down, meeting her eyes, as the pleasure courses through the both of us still. “Going to knot you now, sweetheart. Going to knot you so damn good.”
Her eyes widen as I expand at my base, and she winces, her brow wrinkling, as I stretch her wider and wider. She bites down on her lip and screws up her eyes. I kiss her neck, giving her words of encouragement.
It only lasts a few seconds, a few seconds of pain and then another wave of pleasure sweeps her away and she’s coming in my arms all over again.
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Afterwards,I roll us onto our sides and gather her up in my arms, pulling her close to me, as I purr for her. She rests her head on my chest, and relaxes, sleepy and content, just how every alpha wants their omega. Well, that or screaming their name.
“How does it feel?” I murmur into her hair.
I know this moment won’t last long. A pack is all about sharing and soon I’ll have to make room for my packmates, but right now I’m going to enjoy the feel of my cock knotted into her pussy.
She pulses around me. “Divine.”
“It didn’t hurt?”
“A little at first but then …” She smiles up at me. “I’m beginning to understand why omegas like that bit so much.”
“It’s even better in heat, little one,” I growl. She screws up her nose. “What?”
She swallows. “I don’t think I can go through another heat, Silver.”
“Why not?”
She screws up her face and guilt and pain stab me deep in my gut. A wake-up call I rightly deserve.
“It’s because you were alone, Bea. Next time … next time we’ll make it so damn good for you, I promise.” She shudders. Not in the fucking good way. I hold her tighter. “I’m sorry, Bea. I’m so sorry we let you down. It’s our fault you went through that alone. Our fault you suffered. You know we’re going to spend every day of the rest of our lives making it up to you.” I kiss the precious crown of her head. “I’ll never let anything hurt you ever again.”
“That’s a big promise,” she says.
“One I intend to keep.”
She tilts her head back and peers into my face. “Is it really good? A heat, I mean. It’s not just another deception. Good for alphas but not for omegas. You’re not saying that just to ensure you’ll be with me next time?”
“Bea, sweetheart, I’m not an omega. I can’t tell you how they feel. But …” I shift a little uneasily. “I’ve been with omegas through heat and–”
Her body stiffens. “How many?”
“How many what?” I say, feigning innocence.
“How many omegas have you helped through a heat?”
