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It took me a moment to realize he wasn’t talking about my orgasmic fantasies.
The storm was over, and a sweet hush fell over us. He breathed into the crook of my neck, all soft and pliant in my arms, and his body felt heavier on my lap. My knot was deepinside him, and his slick and my cum leaked from our joining, wetting my balls.
“I can see our future, Oliver,” I said. I must have been affected by his pheromones and all the heat sex, but it felt important that he knew what I’d seen.
“How does it look?” he murmured, brushing his lips against my skin.
“Like everything I’ve ever wanted.”
He exhaled and nuzzled my throat. “I’ll make your dreams come true. I know I can do that.”
I believed him.
10
OLIVER
When I came back to myself, I was slumped in Frey’s arms. He stroked up and down my back, over my ass, and around my stretched rim.
“You’re gorgeous when you come,” he told me. “So beautiful.”
I could feel his contentment through the bond.
We’d be together now. My dream alpha and I had made love for the first time, and we’d be together forever. A part of me wanted the realization to sink in, so I could be even happier, but the other part would probably break down and bawl.
I’d waited for this moment for more than four years.
I kissed his throat, breathing in his scent directly from his skin. It comforted me as much as it aroused me. I was gloriously full and stretched on the inside, and the vision of my bulging belly was fresh in my memory.
So fucking hot.
Even the slight ache in my hips felt right—my body needed to change for my alpha. My hole would get bigger, and my hips would widen. The channel to my womb would sink lower andloosen. I couldn’t wait for my pecs to swell and nipples to grow. I was mated now, and the omega in me yearned for those changes.
Savoring the immense size of him inside me, I inhaled and exhaled slowly. The knot was pressing on my gland, and his firm cockhead pushed right into the bull’s eye, the mouth to my womb sensitive as hell. He’d fucked it good. His blunt, large cockhead bumping into it over and over had been the greatest joy I’d ever known. The pressure up there kept me in this strange state of hazy pleasure and desire. It was where the bond flowed between us, wasn’t it? Exactly through that spot.
Next time, I’d ask him to fuck it harder. I wanted it to ache more, just to add an edge to the pleasure. I wanted his dick to hurt me in there, to force through the barriers and do its job. I wanted to be bred, taken so thoroughly and violently I’d faint and wake up sore, used, and pregnant…
I probably wasn’t thinking straight, was I?
I shifted and moaned again. So huge. Overwhelming. Absolutely marvelous.
Frey stroked along my rim, spreading the slick around. I opened my mouth over the base of his throat, tasting his sweat. Who would have thought that my alpha’s fresh sweat would be such a treat? I licked his skin, grazed it with my teeth, and Frey hummed.
He pressed his lips to my temple, and his hot breath warmed my face. My eyes stung. I used to dream about cuddling up to this man’s wide, furry chest, about being held and petted, and it used to hurt so much that in the end, I avoided those fantasies.
It was easier to imagine rough, claiming sex to get off.
But now I could have both, rough taking and tender cuddles…
Frey trailed kisses along my hairline, and I squeezed my eyes shut, suppressing the tears.
I was happy. Joined with my alpha, finally in his safe embrace, I wouldn’t cry. I kissed him back, into his beard, below his ear, and wherever I could reach.
With his fingers under my chin, he tilted my face up and brushed his lips against mine. Eager to feel his tongue in my mouth again, I chased after him. He didn’t leave me hanging.
Slowly and earnestly, Frey kissed me, and I learned the movements of his lips and tongue so I could anticipate them better and let him go even deeper.
He ended the kiss with a nip on my upper lip and a peck to the tip of my nose.
