Page 13 of Sweet Omega
Ludiin sank his teeth into the side of Tarymn’s neck and bit down hard. Then the walls of his hole tightened around him.Squeezing. Choking his cock. Driving him crazy. Ripping his control to shreds.
A blistering sensation tore through him, pleasure and pain crashing together until he thought he might shatter.
Tarymn bit down hard on his tongue, the sharp tang of blood blooming in his mouth as he fought his instincts, but his damn body betrayed him, moving on its own. And before he knew it, he was pulling out of Ludiin’s tight hole and slamming back in. His hands tight on the omega’s hips, holding him still for every thrust and roll of his hips.
But it wasn’t enough. God, it wasn’t fucking enough. A need, raw and primal, lit up his spine, clawing beneath his skin, leaving him trembling, unraveling. Confused. So, fucking confused.
Maybe it was the way Ludiin clung to him, desperate and breathless. It reached into the hollow places Tarymn had locked up tight. Touching something deep and buried. He’d spent his whole life with a leash around the beast inside him, keeping his aggression contained, caged behind iron control.
But right then? He barely recognized himself. It was like watching someone else take over. Like the version of him he kept buried had finally risen and taken the reins.
Like a man possessed, he folded Ludiin in half and fucked him in hard and fast thrusts, the sound of the headboard slamming into the wall with each powerful thrust, blending with Ludiin’s needy moans.
“I’m sorry,” Tarymn murmured even as he pulled out and flipped Ludiin to his hands and knees. He grabbed him by the back of the neck, fingernails digging in like claws, and slammed him face-first into the mattress. With one brutal thrust, he drove into him, burying his cock deep. There was no pause, no moment for the omega to catch his breath, before he started to fuck him. Every thrust hard, jarring, merciless.
Ludiin screamed, his knees buckling, body folding under him. And still, Tarymn didn’t stop. His massive body pushed Ludiin into the mattress, demanding submission. Surrender.
Tarymn watched him with a dark satisfaction, savoring each tremor, each ragged breath.
Ludiin thrashed beneath him, his body taut with strain, every muscle locked in place as if caught between agony and ecstasy.
A sound tore from his throat as his body shattered. He flung his head back, screaming in bliss as he came, over and over.
“Easy,” Tarymn soothed, kissing Ludiin’s shoulder softly. His cock pulsed deep inside Ludiin, a throbbing sensation begun as the base started to swell and slide into place. He knew he should pull out, stop before things went too far.
But his body refused to move. He wasn’t sure if he even wanted to.
The first shot of his cum was ecstasy.
A white haze bled into his vision, blinding and all-consuming. His breath came in ragged, shallow gasps. His body trembled as a bone-deep pleasure washed over him. It felt like he was dying. Slowly. Beautifully. Terrifyingly.
Ludiin screamed, his body trembling beneath him as he came again, squeezing around his knot.
Then…he went completely limp.
Tarymn’s heart lurched. He stared down at the omega, panic rising like a tidal wave.
“Ludiin?” he called, voice tight with alarm. He gripped his chin gently, tilting his face up, searching for any sign of awareness, but Ludiin didn’t stir.
Tarymn closed his eyes with a silent groan, regretting the moment he’d let himself lose his fucking mind. He couldn’t move. Not now. Not when his knot pulsed deep inside Ludiin, locking them together for the foreseeable future.
He reached into his pockets with fumbling fingers and pulled out his connector, quickly tapping in Sirhe’s code. If anyone could help, it was Sirhe, his friend. The alpha was a doctor.
“Sirhe,” Tarymn said the moment the line connected. “I need your help. Emergency. My place. Now.”
“Now?” Sirhe echoed, alert.
“Yes. Something’s wrong. I don’t have time to explain. Just come.”
“I’m on my way,” Sirhe said, then the line cut.
Tarymn let the device fall from his hand to the bed with a soft thud, his focus already back on the omega in his arms. He shook him gently again, but still there was no response, not even a flicker behind his closed eyes.
Fuck.
He shifted carefully, adjusting them so Ludiin was resting more comfortably against his chest, then wrapped his arms tightly around him, holding him close.
“Hold on,” he whispered, pressing his cheek to Ludiin’s damp hair. “Just hold on. Everything’s going to be fine.”
