Page 17 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
Then his teeth press against the vulnerable skin, and I go rigid.
His sharp canines graze my neck, and I let out a desperate cry. I’m teetering on the precipice of desire and fear.
Mine.
Distantly, I recognize the Alpha called Viper is not really mine, but at this moment I want him to be more than my next breath. I want to give him everything. I want him to claim me and take me away from this place to prove I’m not defective and unloveable.
“Yes,” I moan, but the sting of his teeth never comes. He doesn’t bite, but before I can pull back to look at his face in hazy confusion, he rolls his hips again.
Color explodes behind my eyes, a kaleidoscope of vivid fireworks dancing in delight.
Oh my stars.
My fingers dig into the meat of his shoulders as he grinds his cock against me. A gush of wetness heralds a plume of musky sweetness – my slick. My pants are wet and clinging to my nether lips, and every grinding thrust presses a seam exactly where I want it.
He’s barely doing anything, dry humping me like a couple of teenagers in a barn, yet I’m coming undone rapidly.
“More,” I beg. “Please, Alpha. More.”
I need to come. I need it like I’ve never needed anything before in my life.
Viper snarls in response, and it sends a shiver down my spine. I’m completely at his mercy, and it’s the best feeling in the world.
I’m safe with him. Safe with my Alpha.
His strong hands rove up the back of my shirt, tracing the shape of my back, before grunting in frustration and tearing the material from my body like it’s tissue paper. The stinging sensation where the fabric catches is overshadowed by the captivating, animalistic display.
My bra is next, and he snaps the underwire effortlessly in one fluid motion before yanking it away. I’m bare from the waist up, and his hungry gaze falls on my breasts.
Viper groans and drops his head forward, dragging his nose across my collarbone and down to my chest. I gasp as he nudges one of my nipples and then latches on. The scrape of teeth makes me jolt in surprise.
“Alpha!” I yelp and squirm, unsure if I’m encouraging him or scolding.
He growls around my nipple, reprimanding me with a fiery glance, sending a shiver through my entire body. My skin breaks out in gooseflesh, and my pussy clenches on nothing.
His face still looks beastly, but the green in his eyes is shining through brighter by the minute.
I have no doubt he can hear my racing heartbeat and smell my desire even without enhanced Alpha senses. My pants are soaked and ruined.
Viper’s tongue laves across my nipple, swirling around the puffy flesh, and I let out a soft whine of approval.
My hips are moving of their own accord, rocking against the firmness of his cock. I feel his cock throbbing with the sameurgency, and I’m so close. So close to finding my release that I can almost taste it.
He’s going to make me come without even being inside me.
And then it hits me, the first wave of my orgasm, and I’m swept up in a tsunami of bliss.
“Ah!” I cry out, my fingers digging into his thick neck muscles. He’s holding me in place with a firm grip around my waist, and I’m powerless to do anything except succumb.
My mouth hangs open on a silent scream, and he takes it as an invitation, pressing two thick fingers into my mouth and pressing my tongue down. Something about the dominant action feels instinctual. Like he’s feeding a primal need for something more. I need something heavy and thick in my mouth as I come.
Desperately sucking his fingers, waves of pleasure rake through my body. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Never, not with any of my past Beta lovers, not even with myself.
This is what is supposed to happen between an Alpha and Omega.
I know it in my bones. I was made to be pleasured by my Alpha.
The pressure of his fingers is perfect, and I want them somewhere else. I want him everywhere, touching every inch of my skin and tasting my slick as it dribbles from my slit.
