Page 35 of Wild Omegas
My slick makes everything more sensitive and when Luke adds a third finger I feel my orgasm fast approaching. The delicious rise like a rollercoaster sends my toes curling and as much as I try not to, I simply need something to hold on to. My hands go to Luke’s hair and shoulder as I stabilize myself for the fall into ecstasy, but Luke pulls back and goes still.
Tears build in my eyes. “Luke!Please.My heat.”
He looks up at me again and now I see why wild mares always break to him. He’s intense. Deliberate. Determined. “Hands on the stall door.”
“I can’t, I?—”
He moves fast, rising from between my legs and reaching for something hanging beside my head on the wall. A bunch of rope.Rope.
A rush of excitement pours through me. I’ve never… Ropes and things… I’ve never donethatbefore. Not even with my other pack. It’s always seemed so intense. Trust needs to be had.
But Luke…
I trust Luke. I love him. And I’m excited for whatever makeshimexcited. Even if it means not always listening to his rules.
Hmm. Maybe especially if it means not listening to his rules.
Luke turns me to the side and gathers my hands. “If you’re incapable of following instructions then let me help you keep your hands in place.” His eyes ask for consent despite his words. I nod. “If you will behave like a wild omega you’ll be treated like one.”
He ties my wrists loosely together and places me back into position. He raises my leg back over his shoulder and goesright back to devouring me. My denied orgasm rushes back and crashes into me but Luke doesn’t stop even while I struggle not to teeter sideways. Without even a wall to hold on to it’s nearly impossible and it takes so much of my focus that I don’t feel the second orgasm coming until it hits. I cry out, whimpering, and gasp for breath.
Luke does not stop. His fingers thrust in and out of me with perfect intent and a constant stream of pressure on my g-spot. My whole body feels as if it’ll explode with pressure, but my arousal never ends. It’s never satisfied. Not after I cum a third time, then a fourth. Only at that point does Luke withdraw and pull off my shirt and bra.
He busies himself with drawing a nipple into his mouth while we removes his own clothes. Luke’s large, very hard length falls out of his jeans. I cry out again, moaning and purring with pleasure as he places a hand on my other breast.
All of these sensations. They’re all so, so much. Amazing. But they’re not what I need, what he’s depriving me of.
“Luke,” I plead.
Luke kisses me deeply and rests a hand gently on my throat. “Yes?”
“Please,” I say.
“Say it,” he says while grinding his hips against mine. His hard length is already coated with the slick pouring out of me.
“Give me your knot,” I say.
Luke considers me for a long moment. I can’t read the expression in his gaze, but I can take a few guesses that it’s the same thing I’m feeling.
I love this man. I think I have loved him for a very long time.
But I left him and Fairwater Falls long ago. He’s worried I’m going to leave again after giving them all of this.
“I’m yours,” I say. “All of yours. I’m never leaving Wild Skies again.”
Luke nods. “Good.”
He turns me around and walks me toward a nearby barrel about as high as my hips. He bends me over it and presses his cock between my legs. There’s a sound of foil opening and then he shifts some, then it’s just sweet bliss as he enters me in one fluid motion. All the way to the hilt.
We both gasp at the feeling. My breasts press into the wood and my wrists are still bound at my back. I have nothing to hold on to and the only thing keeping me upright is Luke’s body as he sets a ruthless rhythm befitting an omega in heat. He both stokes the fire within me and satisfies it with each and every stroke.
“You’re so beautiful, angel,” he whispers.
I whimper. Having him inside me is the only thing lowering the temperature of this heat, and when his knot presses inside too, I think I might be done for in the best way. I feel full and sated, like I may be able to survive the walk back to my nest until my alphas all join me there as one pack.
Luke cums with one last hard thrust and holds himself there. He grunts and I can almost feel his cock throbbing inside me. After he finishes, he kisses a blazing trail down my back and across my neck, holding me until his knot deflates.
Then he stands me up, undoes the ropes at my wrists, and collects our clothes. He hands those to me and then scoops me up and walks back toward the house.
