Page 9 of Omega and the Beast
The one that made it less of a struggle to maintain his thoughts, to maintain himself, while in this cursed form. He suspected it was because she was an Omega. Or perhaps because she was in heat.
The moment he’d scented her in the woods, his mind had cleared without the usual fight. She was hardly the first to enter the woods, but she was the first he hadn’t had to chase to the safety of the castle to keep from tearing her apart.
As soon as he’d scented her, tearing her apart was the last thing he’d wanted to do. He’d scentedher, and all of his Alpha instincts had gone on full alert, the way his father had told him they would.
Now, all he wanted was to be buried inside her. Pleasuring her. Listening to her moans. Feeling her soft skin against his. Filling her with his cum as she milked his knot.
He’d hoped having her at last would lift the curse, but he’d returned to the form of the Beast even as he lay beside her with his seed in her womb In a moment of frustration and anguish, he’d lost himself in an animal howl.
So, he’d howled in frustrated anguish.
Now she was awake and frightened.
And oh, the scent of her fear was delicious.
“Oh my God… itisstill you!” She sounded shocked but as though a suspicion had been confirmed. Then she moaned, pressing her legs together and shuddering as a spasm wracked her body.
Adonis purred. Her muscles relaxed, and she panted for breath.
She was still in heat. The scent of her arousal, of her slick, was making his cock ache. It didn’t matter how many times he’d already cum in her. He wanted more. Craved more.
It also didn’t matter what form he was in. He’d wanted her as much this morning as he had last night and still did. Rubbing his face along the outside of her legs, he wasn’t surprised when they parted for him again. His appearance might be different, but he was still an Alpha, and she was still an Omega.
They were made to fit together.
The only thing that could assuage the cramping heat in her body was the knot on his cock.
Her pussy was pretty, dark pink, puffy and swollen from use. She moaned when he dragged his tongue up the center,tasting her. In this form, his tongue was longer, rougher, but she didn’t seem to mind. Reaching down, she grabbed hold of his horns and wrapped her fingers around them, pulling his face against her.
No one had ever touched his horns, not even those who had fought him in this form. Far more sensitive than he’d realized, the slight tug sent pleasure down his spine as his body reacted.
Cupping her thighs, he pushed them apart, careful not to dig his claws into her soft flesh. She whimpered as he pushed her knees up nearly to her ears, giving him complete access to her most sensitive parts. The grip on his horns tightened and his cock throbbed beneath him.
Heat.
Need.
Want.
He lapped up as much of the sweet oils painting her thighs as he could, craving it as much as he craved shoving his cock back inside her. She writhed for him, wriggling, pushing against his hands, pulling on his horns, until she came for him, crying out with sensual abandon.
Her cries shredded the last of his restraint. Releasing her legs, he flipped her over onto her hands and knees before him. With his body in this form, it was a much easier position.
She didn’t fight, didn’t try to get away.
No, she bent her head down, pushing her heart-shaped ass back at him, and he took the offering as his due.
Wrapping his hands around her body, his monstrous thumbs nearly meeting in the middle of her back, his claws pressing against her soft lower belly, he shoved his cock in deep. She cried out, her pussy spasming around him as he pulled back and thrust in again, burying himself completelyinside her as the molten heat of her slick covered his length and soaked his groin.
Growling, he fucked her hard and fast, unable to control his baser impulses. Unable to go slowly or give her time to get used to his cock again.
It didn’t seem to matter.
She cried out, pushing back at him, wanting him just as badly as he wanted her, and Adonis let his bestial needs take over. Growling, purring, he fucked her harder and harder, her cries punctuating the air around them.
His knot began to swell, aching, filling with his seed, and he shoved it into her, working it in deep before it expanded and erupted within her while she screamed and writhed for him. With a howl, he came, filling her with more of his seed as her inner muscles worked his knot in the way only an Omega could, pummeling it until every last drop of his cum had spurted inside her.
Just like during the day, that didn’t fulfill her, either.
