Page 47 of Happy Valentine's Day, Omega
My body is trembling, and I feel so vulnerable.
His hips jerk, and he groans.
"Fuck, Natalia, baby, you have no idea what you're doing to me. How good you feel around my cock. How long I've worked to make this happen."
I clench around him, and we both moan.
"Please, Alpha, I need you."
He growls, and the sound is feral.
His cock slides back, almost pulling out, before he slams into me again.
"Yes, Magnus. Oh, please, more. I need more."
"Fuck, you're so perfect. So fucking tight and wet and all mine."
His hips roll as he pumps in and out of me, and his hand snakes between us. His fingers find my clit, and he pinches and rubs.
"Yes, Magnus. Oh, please, right there. Don't stop."
"Never, Natalia. I'll never let you go."
The heat is building in my belly, and I can feel myself getting close.
"Fuck, baby, I can feel you getting tighter around my cock. Are you ready, baby girl?"
"Yes, Alpha, please," I whine. "Please. Give me your knot."
"You're fucking perfect, Natalia. You're mine," he says possessively. A split second later there is a sharp stab of pain in my neck, followed by a rush of pure ecstasy.
He bit me. Claimed me as his.
Like an avalanche, it triggers a series of events. His knot expands, locking his thick cock within me, and the pressure is intense. I scream, and an orgasm rolls through me. My pussy clenches around his cock and my whole body convulses.
But it's not over.
He groans, and his warm seed erupts in my pussy. It sets off another powerful climax, and the force of it shocks me.
I've never orgasmed without clitoral stimulation, but somehow, Magnus's claiming bite set off a series of orgasms.
"Bite me, Omega. Make me yours. I'm fucking yours!" he demands through clenched teeth.
His mating gland is right in front of me. It's been tempting me since the first moment I scented him, and I'm helpless to resist.
I bite.
"Fuck, yes!"
It's a rush. His blood floods my mouth, and his body collapses on top of me.
I can feel his cock pulsing, filling me with his cum.
We're both panting, and he rolls us over, his knot keeping us connected.
I rest my head on his chest and listen to the steady beat of his heart.
I feel content, warm, and safe.
