Omega Mine

Grayson’s cock was hard as steel as he worked Josie’s dripping cunt with his fingers, relishing the way she trembled in his arms. Her breaths were shallow as her body tightened, her eyes heavy lidded with lust.

Pride surged within him at how well he worked her body. Others might say he’d been born to lead his people into freedom, but Grayson disagreed.

He’d been born for this. To wring every ounce of pleasure from his mate for the rest of his days. To bask in her warmth, the scent of her desire, and to listen to her soft whimpers as he laid claim to her mouth and pussy.

Grayson deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping through the heated cavern of her mouth just as his thumb brushed her clit, applying the exact amount of pressure he knew would undo her.

Josie gasped into his mouth, her pussy spasming as her juices coated his fingers, so much of her slick spilling onto his hand he almost thought she’d gone into another heat.

His balls ached at the thought of serving her through the next one, of how much it would please him to keep his mate’s belly full of cum in between knotting her drenched cunt. He nipped her lower lip roughly.

Unable to help himself, Grayson ground his erect cock against his hand, the motion pushing his fingers deeper until her breath stuttered, and her eyes rolled back into her head.

Did my little Omega make a mess? he purred into her mind.

Josie shivered as Grayson brought those two fingers to his mate’s mouth, wiping her arousal on her plump lips that were swollen and red from his attention. He licked his fingers clean as she watched, the scent of her desire perfuming the air as it deepened.

He kissed her again, forcing her to taste herself as her hands sank into his hair, holding him close. Grabbing his shaft, he lined it up with her pussy, groaning as her lower lips parted, welcoming him home.

His mate was tight despite having just been fingered, her inner walls stretching around him as he sank into her, inch by agonizingly slow inch. He was tempted to thrust hard into her, to rut her into the ground like he’d promised, but he barely refrained, too absorbed by the feel of her tight sheath fitting him perfectly.

Gently, he rolled his hips, grinding down on her clit as he filled her. She gasped, and he did it again, feeling her pleasure ricochet through their bond. He swallowed her soft cry, languidly pumping into her wet cunt.

His balls grew heavy, his cock already throbbing for release as he tortured them both, high on feeling her everywhere; his cock, in his mind, in his arms, in his heart. He couldn’t get enough, didn’t think he could do anything but claim her tenderly–

Josie bit his lip, hard enough that he hissed, pulling his mouth from hers.

“I want you to fuck me hard,” she snapped, her hands moving from his hair to his back. Her fingers sank into his skin, the pain dragging him out of his lovestruck stupor.

Grayson flashed his fangs at her, a silent reprimand for interrupting him.

“Please, Alpha,” Josie begged, craning her neck so prettily in submission. “I need you.”

She eyed him from beneath her lashes, the look coy enough that a lesser male might have caved in to her demands. He must have been one of them, because he found himself doing just that.

Snarling, Grayson shifted slightly until he had a firm hold on her hips. He flipped his little mate onto her hands and knees, burying his hand into her hair and fisting the thick strands. He pulled her head back, his lips brushing her ear. “Does my little Omega want to be fucked like this?”

“Yes, Alpha,” Josie all but purred, her voice raspy with lust.

He spread her knees apart with his, pushing her head to the ground. Her hands fisted into the blanket by her face, leaving her ass high in the air, his stiff cock resting between the firm globes.

He teased the seam of her ass with his length, before lining his tip up with her dripping cunt. If his mate wanted to be fucked hard, then he’d be more than happy to oblige her.

Without warning, Grayson bucked his hips, slamming his cock so deep inside her that she wailed. Immediately, she clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle the sound, but Grayson wouldn’t allow that.

Not now.

He leaned over her back, pulling her hand away even as he continued pumping inside her.

“If you want to get fucked.” Thrust. “Like a dirty little Omega.” Thrust. “Then you’ll scream for me.”

Grayson powered into her small body, thrusting so deep he hit her cervix. His vision blurred, heart thumping hard in his chest as her back arched, taking him even deeper.

“But people might hear–” Josie choked on a ragged moan, her words becoming a jumbled mess as she lost her grip on the blanket, her hands sliding forward and into grass.

“Good. I want everyone to know who this pussy belongs to.”

Besides that, almost the entire group had gone to the river to wash up and relax. Only a few stragglers remained behind, not that he cared.

Before Josie could utter another protest, his hands returned to her hips. He powered into her soaked cunt, gritting his teeth to keep his own groans of ecstasy in check as she fluttered around him.

Planting his foot beside Josie’s outer knee, Grayson slammed into her pussy from a new angle. He was rough, the sound of his hips slapping her ass so loud that his ears rang. He didn’t stop, though, not when he felt that flutter increase around his shaft, her center becoming so wet her slick leaked down her thighs.

“Al–Alpha!” Josie cried, clawing at the ground wildly as she orgasmed. She threw her head back, screaming his name so sweetly. Her legs gave out, her body falling limp onto their bedroll.

Grayson covered her then, grabbing under her right knee and pushing her leg out to the side to give him room. He continued pounding into her, coaxing her weeping cunt into another orgasm that had her sobbing his name.

“Hold your leg,” Grayson commanded, and Josie blindly reached beside her, her fingers trailing over his hand until she was holding her leg in place, just like he’d had it. “If you drop this, you’ll be punished. Do you understand?”

Josie whimpered, barely managing to nod her head before Grayson fucked her harder than before. Sweat dripped down his brow, his own breaths ragged. His body was tense, all his concentration on preventing his release as he rode his little Omega into exhaustion.

Her hand slipped, and she dropped her knee.

Grayson and Josie both stilled at the same time, the only sound around them their heavy breathing. He pulled out of her, and she cried out in frustration.

“Time for your punishment, baby girl,” he whispered, turning her onto her back.

Josie’s face was flushed, her eyes glassy. Her breasts were swollen, her nipples so hard he made a mental note to take his time sucking on each one later. Her hair was damp, sticking to her forehead and neck.

Grayson moved until he was straddling her chest, one knee planted on either side of her torso. The blanket he’d been using to cover them fell from his shoulders to his hips, but he couldn’t be bothered to fix the material, mouth watering at what he planned to do next.

Palming the back of her head, Grayson pulled her up until her mouth was level with his glistening cockhead.

“Suck my cock, little mate. Apologize to your Alpha for your behavior.”

Josie’s eyes were wide as she glanced up at him and then back down to his hard shaft. She licked her lips before she opened her mouth in invitation.

Growling in approval, Grayson pushed into her mouth, holding her head still as he sank several inches. His eyes rolled back into his head as Josie’s pouty lips closed over him. She swallowed, dragging him in another few inches until his tip hit the back of her throat.

She gagged once, but kept sucking, squeezing him like a vice as he began to shallowly fuck her mouth. She stroked the underside of his shaft with her tongue, her soft moan vibrating his length.

Grunting, Grayson began to push her head up and down over his aching cock as he thrust, stars exploding across his vision as she deepthroated him, every inch of his length sinking into the heated warmth of her mouth. His hand tightened in her hair, holding her head impaled on his cock as he shuddered and jerked, struggling to not cum.

“Fuck, Josie,” Grayson groaned, barely feeling when her hands found his thighs, nails biting into his flesh.

Opening his eyes, he looked down, groaning again as he pulled out of her sweet mouth a few inches, only to sink back in. Her lips were stretched wide, her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked his dick, her eyes rapt with a lust that mirrored his own.

She loved that he was fucking her face, that he was moving her mouth over his length to take his pleasure. The thought had him pumping into her more forcefully, hissing out a breath as he sank down her tight throat once more.

“You’re taking me so well, little mate,” Grayson praised, thrusting into her faster. “Moan around my cock again, baby girl. Let me know you love having your mouth fucked.”

Josie moaned, gazing up at him tenderly.

That look did him in, and Grayson bit out a sharp curse, his cock throbbing from the need to cum.

He pulled out of her mouth before he could, urgently pushing down her body right as her legs encircled his waist, opening herself up for him. Grayson thrust hard into her tight cunt, his balls drawing up as the base of his shaft swelled.

He knotted his Omega as he came, bellowing her name as hot spurts of his cum filled her womb. Darkness pushed in around the edge of his vision, and he dropped his head to her shoulder, breathing hard against her collarbone as pleasure seared him to the bone.

“Cum for me,” Josie whispered drowsily into his ear, and just like that, more seed shot from the tip of his cock, his balls pulsing as he filled her again.

Languidly, Grayson kissed her collarbone and then higher up until his lips found her mating mark. He paid special attention to it, and Josie sighed with contentment as her eyes drifted closed, her body going limp beneath him as she fell asleep.

His arms wrapped around her lower back, and he pulled her close, keeping his cock buried inside her even as his knot eased several minutes later. He rolled onto his side, taking Josie with him. Grabbing his discarded blanket, he wrapped it around his mate’s body to help keep her warm.

He needed to get up and check in with David and Jameson. Both males had promised to keep an eye on everyone before he’d come to bed with Josie, but it felt wrong to leave them alone with Wyatt and the townspeople for much longer.

“Go to sleep,” Josie mumbled, kissing his chest. “You haven’t slept in almost two days.”

“David and James–”

“Are fine. Go to sleep.” She cuddled into him, sighing again. “I don’t like it when I wake up and you’re not here,” she admitted so softly that he almost missed it.

Less than a second later, her breathing evened out, a soft snore escaping past her parted lips.

Grayson’s heart clenched, and he held her closer, placing a small kiss to her forehead as he allowed exhaustion to claim him.