Page 32 of Outback Mate
He pulls his hips back, and I clench in shock as he thrusts even deeper.
I thought he was completely inside me. I’m already stretched to the limit, but he’s not balls deep yet.
He burrows his face into my neck so he can nibble and lick along my throat and jaw. I can feel a feral smile on his lips as he savours my reaction. He likes making me fall apart on his huge dick.
Finally, with one last buck of his hips, the tip of his cock kisses the back of my channel.
“Oh!” I gasp, a lick of pain mixing with the immense pleasure.
I expect him to begin mindlessly hammering into me, like Alphas in rut are driven to do. I should know better. My Alpha moves at his own pace. Instead, he holds still while my pussy flutters around him. He ducks down to my shoulder and sucks my mating gland into his eager mouth.
My vision goes white as I abruptly come screaming on his cock.
I usually can’t come without clitoral stimulation. He’s managed to give me a blinding orgasm with only the presence of his cock in my cunt and a suck on my gland.
“Scent-match sex is insane,” I hear myself babble as I come down from my high.
“We haven’t even started yet, sweetheart.”
Satisfied that I’ve come, the Alpha truly unleashes his instincts for the first time since we met.
He sets a ruthless pace, fucking me with the fervent desperation of a starving man, the entire table moving and creaking under the power of his thrusts. His mouth doesn’t release. He sucks and lashes my gland with his tongue, moaning like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted.
My hands, still pinned, curl around his. My nails dig in, clinging desperately to him like a port in a storm. His attention on my gland is almost too much, and I squirm. To get away or make him touch me more, I don’t know.
“Do you like being fucked by your doctor, Omega?” he pants against my gland, his teeth punctuating his words with a nip. “Do you like making your Alpha lose control?”
I gasp in pleasure, unable to reply with words. Lighting streaks across the sky, lighting up the room long enough for me to see his naked ass pounding into me.
I feel like a rag doll beneath his surging thrusts, my body completely under his control.
The doctor,mydoctor, my Alpha, my mate, snarls into the thunderclap that rocks the entire building. “I’m going to fuck you until you learn to behave. You need someone to keep you safe from your silly little accidents, don’t you?”
“I’ll be so good for you, Alpha.”
“Yes. You. Will.” He thrusts hard on each word, driving me up the bed. I wrap my legs around his waist to help keep myself in place and angle my hips.
He goes deeper, and we both grunt in pleasure.
“Mine. You’re mine, mate,” he rasps, his breath tickling the wet, abused skin of my gland. He scrapes his teeth over it again and my pussy contracts, clamping down. The base of his cock grows larger, a bulbous shape pressing insistently at myquivering opening. My eyes water as I prepare myself for his knot. I want it.
I need it.
I’m shaking as he leans down on top of me, his weight pushing my thighs to my chest and opening me up obscenely. He’s pressing me down, using his weight to anchor me as he chases his pleasure inside my body. I feel safe in this meagre nest, hidden from the storm raging outside. This is how it’s supposed to be with an Alpha and his Omega.
“I’m going to knot you, little Omega,” he grunts, panting against my wet neck, and dives back down to suckle at my gland. Each draw, nip, lick, makes little fireworks explode behind my eyes.
“Knot me, Alpha. Make me yours!”
The moment the words leave my mouth, he burrows his hips against my own and lets out a guttural moan as he forces his knot inside me. I try to pull away, my body recoiling in shock as my pussy stings, clenching in protest of the abrupt stretch, and my nails dig deeper into his hand. I thrash against the overwhelming feeling, but his hold is firm. There is no escape.
“You need this, don’t you? This is where you belong, locked on your Alpha’s fat knot.”
I squirm and whimper as it grows and grows.
“Sweetheart, you have to relax.”
He clamps my gland between his teeth, and I still. An instinctual reaction to his dominance. My head falls to the side in an offering of submission, and my channel relaxes to accept his knot.
