Page 14 of Feral
“Too big,” I groaned, and she huffed.
“That's for me to decide.”
“You and physics,” Corvin grumbled. He wasn’t wrong.
But the grin Kitten gave me was pure sexual goddess. Corvin had thrown down the gauntlet. She was going to rise to the challenge.
She kissed me, and she didn’t need to sink her teeth into my flesh for me to feel claimed. I grabbed her up into my hands, her body seeming tiny and delicate. She kissed me softly though, unperturbed by the fangs that pressed tight into her bottom lip, or the soft down of my facial hair.
I tried really hard to enjoy this moment I’d dreamed about too—well, not quite like this, but close. It was hard when all I could feel was her tight core against my dick, just begging me to impale her on it.
I moved my hand between her thighs, and she held her breath as my sharpened nails brushed against her tender flesh. I would never hurt her like that though; I was in better control of my body in this form than in my other form.
I pressed the heel of my palm against her clit, and her hips jerked up hard, increasing the pressure. Kitten didn’t have a Manix form; she was soft and stuck in her human form all the time.
I leaned forward and brushed my lips over the softness of her collarbone. She tasted of salty sweat and the sweet undertone of pheromones. Her little gasps of pleasure fanned over my cheeks as she rode my hand, and I gritted my teeth to hold myself back.
When she finally soaked my hand with her slick, I decided she was probably as wet as she was going to get without me dipping my dick in an entire bucket of lube. I wrapped one large arm around her back, pulling her tightly to me so I could roll onto my back and she could be on top.
There was a moan from my left, and I realized that Corvin was slowly making love to our Omega. Darius and Corvin together was always a beautiful sight, like two serpents entwined around each other. But even though they were fucking, their eyes were on me and Kitten, who was now looking down at me with a purely primal grin.
“Go slow, Kitten.” There might have been a little bit of an Alpha command in that, but fuck it, I was worried.
“Women stretch to push out babies, Beckett. You’re big, but you're not the size of a tiny human.”
Darius grunted—whatever Corvin was doing was obviously good—and both Kitten and I watched them for a moment. Then I reached up, grabbing her chin. My voice was low and guttural in this form. “Sometimes they still need stitches, Omega. Slow. I mean it.” There was just a touch of growl to the command this time, and I watched as her pupils blew out.
“Yes, Alpha.” Then she was moving down my body, reaching beneath herself to grab my cock in her hand and line it up against her entrance.
I clenched my jaw with bone-shattering force to hold myself still, even though my dick knew it was so fucking close to home. After a little working, where I held her hips and she rubbed herself down, the head of my cock popped past her entrance.
The clench of her around me was like a vice, and my eyes rolled back in my head. “Sweet fucking Goddess.”
I thrust up just a little, going a bit deeper, as the noise she made was more animal than Kitten. Her nails clawed into my chest, and the sting told me they’d broken skin, but I loved it.
“More?”
“Yes!”
She met my eyes with her own wild ones, her lips parted, looking like a feral cat in a fight. Not liking my slow response time, she slid down further.
“Oh god, I feel you everywhere,” she moaned, and then like a fucking lunatic, thrust down in one movement, taking as much of me as would fit inside. She panted, and I watched, mesmerized as a drop of sweat slid down her neck and between her breasts.
“That’s it, Kitten. Take all of me. Such a good Omega.” I thrummed hard, turning my dick into a monster vibrator.
“Beckett!”
The sound of my name in that gasping scream set something loose in me. Fuck, I was an idiot for agreeing to this. That was my last thought before I flipped her onto her back, caging her with my arms. She was so tiny. Completely in my control. Completely… “Mine.”
“Yes,” she purred back, rolling up to meet my shallow thrusts. Even though I was wild, I didn’t want to hurt her. I just wanted to consume her completely, so she’d never think of leaving me. Leaving us. I wanted her addicted to my cock, then to me, and then to the Pack I could provide for her.
Her tiny human legs barely fit around my hips as her body responded to the pheromones, getting wetter and wetter until our bodies slapped together loudly, almost drowning out the sounds of moans.
“Yes. Beckett. Please. Fuck, more. Please.” Her eyes were huge and imploring, and I went harder. Filled her so completely that there was no doubt that I would be tattooed inside her body in the morning.
I was going to fill her with my seed, with my cubs. I was going to see her heavy with child and in the arms of our male Omega. I was going to fuck her until I was dripping from her pretty little cunt. Then I was going to fuck my other Omega, until he had a whole litter weighing him down.
Yes. But first, I would fuck her harder, deeper...
