Page 54 of Bound By Pain
Meeting me was… lucky? We met under the worst conditions possible. Ones that could have cost our lives if the campground hadn’t been raided.
“When I first realized you were my mate, I thought you would be just like the others. That you wouldn’t choose me. But lookingback, I realize you were protecting me. Though I’m sure we both would have loved to meet under better circumstances.”
I grunt my agreement, lost in the warmth of her skin beneath my hands as they rub up and down her back. She fits perfectly against me. Legs tucked between mine, and head resting beneath my chin.
We’re silent for a while. Content.
Then I feel Bea’s fingertips dance up my chest, palms pressing down as she shifts herself into a seated position. It leaves her silk-covered pussy directly on my hardening cock. Wetness soaks through my sweatpants as she grinds against me.
“Is my kitten needy?”
“Yes. What are you gonna do about it, Alpha?”
Sliding my hands up her thighs, I grip her hips and help her grind harder against me. “I’m content to just sit here and let you get yourself off just like this, Omega.”
The cutest little growl rattles up her chest as she narrows her eyes. “I want your knot.”
With a smirk, I flip her to her back, careful of her injured ankle. “You want my knot? That means you’ll get my teeth, too. I can’t feel your sweet pussy locked around me without making you mine. Are you ready for that?”
Her eyes are heavy-lidded, lips parted as she nods. “Yes. Please, Alpha. Claim me.”
Gripping the bottom of her nightgown, I slide it up over her body, slowly revealing smooth, golden-bronze skin and soft curves. Tossing the material aside, I reach up and tug my t-shirt off with one hand, desperate to feel her skin against mine.
That first moment of contact—the first I remember with a clear head—is exquisite. Every nerve ending in my body simultaneously flares to life and sighs in contentment.
Thisis what has been missing from my life. A wild, sweet, demanding Omega whose name was carved into my heart before I’d even taken my first breath in this life.
Her hands dig into the top of my sweats, pushing them down my hips. I kick them off my feet and kneel between her parted thighs. She’s soaked. Slick glistening on her skin. My fingers spread her open, eyes riveted to where her hole clenches around nothing.
Gathering her slick, I swirl two fingers around her clit, memorizing every mewl and hitch of her breath. The digits slide inside her entrance with ease, welcomed by the greedy pulse of her walls clamping around them. I fuck her with them slowly, scissoring and stretching her. She’s an Omega, one who is clearly turned on, but jamming my cock inside of her with no foreplay would steal the intimacy from this moment.
They say your first impression is the one that lasts the longest, and I want my girl to remember this moment for the rest of her life.
Pushing a third finger in beside the other two, I smirk, watching Bea’s head shake. “I thought you were going to fuck me,” she whines.
“I am going to fuck you, but I’m going to savor you first.”
The moment my mouth touches her pussy, we unravel. Her thrashing beneath the onslaught of pleasure. Me floating in a sea of color, the flavor of Pina Colada coating my tongue.
She comes, legs taut and lips parted on a scream. The arch of her back and the rosy hue flushing her skin are a beautiful sight. Her eyes follow me hungrily as I pull my fingers from her pussy and place them in my mouth, unwilling to let any of her delicious slick go to waste.
“That is incredibly unfair,” she pants. “A move like that shouldn’t be so damn hot!”
Smirking, I scoot forward until my cock lies against her mound. She bucks up, wetting the underside with the remnants of her release. Gripping her thighs, I lift her legs to rest on my shoulders and line myself up. Every inch I press into her gets more intense.
“Hell, kitten, I don’t know if I’ll ever survive knotting you if your walls are already clenching me this tight.”
Her response is incoherent, lost in a drawn-out moan as I bottom out. My head falls back, eyes squeezed shut as I fight back an embarrassingly early release. Only when the urge has passed do I pull out.
Slow and steady, my cock glides in and out of her. My Omega’s hands grip her breasts, kneading the soft flesh and playing with her nipples. When my pace isn’t enough for her, one hand crawls down her stomach to tease her clit.
Fates, she’s fucking glorious like this. Chasing her own pleasure without a care in the world.
Shifting her legs to my waist, I scoop her into my arms so all of her weight is in my arms. The position allows my cock to press deeper, knot teasing her entrance with each bounce. Her arms wind around my neck, fingers teasing over my scalp and through my too-long hair.
We stare into each other’s eyes, breaths mingling as we both moan and grunt. “Mine,” she growls, slamming her lips to mine and sucking my tongue into her mouth. I thrust up into her harder, losing control as she clenches down around me.
Her head falls back as my knot slips inside, swelling against her peak pleasure spots. A shuddering whimper, the soundtrack to her release.
