Waves of pleasure crash over me as my climax peaks. My back arches off the bed, a cry escaping my lips as my body shudders with release. Wraith's fingers work me through it, drawing out every last tremor until I collapse back onto the mattress, panting.
As the haze of bliss begins to clear, I become aware of Wraith's panicked expression. He's withdrawn his hand, horror etched across his features. His eyes dart over my body, searching for signs of injury.
"Hey, it's okay," I say softly, reaching for him. My shaking hands grasp the sides of his mask where his cheeks would be, cupping his face. "You didn't hurt me. That was... that was amazing."
Confusion replaces the panic in his gaze. He tilts his head, brow furrowed.
Realization dawns. "Oh," I breathe. "You don't... you've never seen someone come before, have you?"
Wraith shakes his head slowly, still looking bewildered. Like he has no idea what I'm even talking about.
W-H-E-R-E?
I stare at him for a moment. "I'm sorry, I—oh." Heat rushes to my cheeks as I struggle to find the words to explain. "It's just called coming. It's something that happens when... when mating is done well. It feels really, really good."
His brow unknits, so I think he understands, but there's still a hint of uncertainty there.
"It happens for alphas too," I add, my blush deepening. "I could... I could show you."
Wraith goes very still, his gaze intense as he searches my face. After a long moment, he nods.
My hands tremble slightly as I reach for his belt. This feels… different. This time, I'm the one in the lead, for one thing.
I undo his belt and zipper, freeing his hard cock from the confines of his pants. My breath catches in my throat. He's huge, even bigger than I'd imagined.For a moment, I wonder how he could ever fit inside me.
But that's a concern for another time.
Right now, I have other plans.
I wrap my hand around his shaft, or at least as much as I can. He's as thick as a soda can. Maybe even thicker. Wraith's whole body jerks at the contact, a strangled growling sound escaping from behind his mask.
"Is this okay?" I ask carefully, looking up at him.
He nods frantically, his chest heaving with rapid breaths.
Slowly, I begin to stroke him, marveling at the feel of him in my hand. He's hard as steel, yet the skin is impossibly soft and velvety. His pulse throbs against my palm, his hips twitching slightly with each movement.
Gathering my courage, I lower my head. My tongue darts out, tentatively licking at his tip.
The reaction is immediate and intense. Wraith's hands fly to my hair, his fingers tangling in the auburn strands and digging into my scalp. A guttural growl rumbles through his chest, vibrating through me where our bodies touch.
I look up, meeting his gaze. His eyes are wild. There's something primal in his expression,something that should frighten me. But it doesn't. Instead, it sends a thrill through me, rekindling the fire in my belly.
Holding his gaze, I take him into my mouth.
Wraith's grip on my hair tightens, not painfully, but enough to send tingles across my scalp. His hips buck involuntarily, pushing himself deeper into my throat.
I gag slightly as his shaft presses against my tongue, pulling back. Wraith immediately loosens his hold, concern flashing across his face.
"It's okay," I assure him, my voice a bit hoarse. "Just... let me set the pace, alright?"
He nods, his hands gentling in my hair. Now they're simply resting there, a comforting weight.
I return my attention to his cock, taking him in my mouth once more. This time, I'm prepared for his size, relaxing my throat as I take him deeper.
Wraith's whole body shudders, a strangled rasping moan escaping from behind his mask. His fingers flex in my hair, clearly fighting the urge to thrust.
The power I feel in this moment is intoxicating. I, an omega, have reduced this massive alpha to a quivering mess with just my mouth. And it emboldens me to try more. I hollow my cheeks,sucking as I bob my head. My hand works what I can't fit in my mouth, twisting slightly on the upstroke.