Page 10 of Omega and the Beast
She was insatiable. Hot. Needy.
Adonis fucked her into oblivion, his claws scraping across her skin, his fangs aching to be buried inside her along with his cock. He didn’t dare bite her shoulder the way he had the night before, he didn’t think he’d be able to keep from biting down this time and claiming her as his mate.
It was the last vestige of himself he could hold onto in the maelstrom of his body’s urges, this form’s demands.
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Callista
Callista awoketo the sensation of a male’s hot body pressed against her, his front to her back, and his hard cock already inside her. She groaned, feeling his thickness slowly working back and forth, rocking her against the mattress. It was day; she knew even without opening her eyes, solely by the feel of his smooth, muscular body.
Shuddering, she moaned, and felt one of his hands come up to cup her breast, squeezing it gently, toying with it. The difference between when he was male or beast had gotten a little blurry, but he was only gentle during the day. At night, he didn’t seem to be able to keep himself under control.
After three nights of heat in his arms, she had quite a few long, shallow scratches across her skin. She didn’t mind. Not really. Every single one of them had been made in the throes of her heat and had felt good when they’d happened.
Today was different.
For the first time, even with his cock inside her, his hand on her breast, the most urgent, driving need had disappeared. She was aroused, but it didn’t feel quite the same.
Her heat was over.
She wanted to sag with relief… but she couldn’t because he was pressing hot kisses along the back of her neck, his cock starting to thrust a little harder.
Part of her felt she should push him away. They didn’t actually know each other. She didn’t have the excuse of her heat to blame for her wanton behavior, but she didn’t want to push him away.
Deep down, what she really wanted was this.
His touch. His cock.
All for herself and not because their instincts, their natures, were driving them to it. She wanted to know what it was like without that.
Pushing her hips back against him, she moaned as he squeezed her breast tighter, pinching her nipple and moving his hips a little faster. Then his hand slid away, down her side to her leg, and he lifted it, the move faster than she could track. One moment, he was lifting her leg, the next he had swiveled, so she was on her back, and he was on top of her. His cock had remained inside her the entire time.
Golden eyes met hers, a smile curving his lips.
“Good morning,” he said, flexing so his cock moved within her.
She clenched around him, her muscles sore but willing.
“Good morning,” she whispered back, blushing. Somehow, now that he was looking down at her, now that he was no longer behind her, a feeling of shyness was creeping in. What must he think of her?
Even as she had the thought, her mind rejected the ideahe thought badly of her. He wasn’t looking at her like she was a whore or a slut. He wasn’t looking at her like she was a sinful devil who had tempted him to dark deeds.
Then again, he was an Alpha. The Alpha Beast. Just… not as she expected him. Not as Father Conal had warned the village about. Once again, the priest had lied. Though… she didn’t know what had happened to the others. They hadn’t had a chance to talk.
And they weren’t going to talk now.
She moaned as he began to move, thrusting inside her, her ankle braced against his shoulder, his fingers holding it in place. His other hand slid beneath her bottom, lifting her, and her leg curled around his back to help support her.
“Oh!” She arched her back, lifting her hands over her head to grab the spindles decorating the headboard, bracing herself as he pounded into her. The bed shook under the force of his thrusts, and her body rejoiced in his deep thrusts, the way each stroke stoked the fires of her passion.
Her slick lubricated his cock, allowing him to move harder and faster within her as any friction vanished. His growling purr reverberated through her body, and her nipples plumped.
She cried out as he leaned forward, bending her in half, to suck a pert nipple between his lips, his hips still thrusting, still fucking her. Her swollen clit rubbed against his groin even more firmly in this position as his head moved back and forth between her breasts, teasing her nipples with his tongue and teeth.
“Oh… oh, please!” She tossed her head back and forth, shuddering as her pleasure mounted with every pulsing thrust of his cock. Her muscles clenched around him, trying to hold him in place.
The bulge in his cock swelled, pushing into her, givingher the ecstasy she was so desperate for. Her body ached as she stretched to accommodate him while pleasure exploded within her. The spindles she was holding onto creaked ominously as she strained, her pussy clamping down on him. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t in heat anymore. Her body reacted the same way, her sensual rapture peaking just as high… the only difference was she was in control of her mind.
