Ex-con Alpha (Alpha Meets Omega 3)

There were no words, just a symphony of moans and whimpers as he toured her body with his tongue, teeth, and lips. He stopped for a moment, pulling back and standing by the bed, taking in the rise and fall of her chest as she panted like a dog in heat for him. He took his time, letting her watch him as he undressed. He was hard, so hard it was difficult to get his jeans off. She gasped as his cock finally sprang from its confines, rigid and eager.

He was sizeable, and she was diminutive. There was no doubt that it would be a tight fit, and the thought of her tiny little pussy wrapped around his dick made him even harder, if that was even possible, but he wasn’t quite ready to dive in just yet. He wanted to savor this, and he wanted her to enjoy it just as much as he did.

Reaching forward, he peeled off her thong to expose a carefully cropped blonde bush. It aroused him even more to see that she wasn’t one of those girls who shaved everything away or left a little strip of hair. They were wolves, and he loved seeing a bit of fur on his mate.

She sucked in her breath as he pushed her legs apart, no doubt anticipating him inside of her, but he wasn’t giving her that just yet. Instead, he grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed, spreading her open further to move his head between her legs. He lapped at her dripping folds, enjoying the way she tasted and the squeals of ecstasy that escaped her lips.

Her hips twisted and her body shuddered as he ate her engorged pink pussy as if it were his last meal. She was a flood plain spilling over into his mouth. He lapped up every ounce of her juices. Her legs wrapped around his head, pulling him into her, eager for him to give her more pleasure. Then she was bucking wildly, pushed over the edge, and climaxing heavily as her screams filled the room. It was beautiful to hear, feel, taste.

He slowed for a moment, giving her a chance to relax, letting the tension in her body subside for a moment before sending her over the edge again. By the time he was done with her, she had come a half dozen times. Her breathing was shallow, and his cock was titanium hard. He stood and positioned himself, slowly pushing his hardness into her soft, wet center, stretching her perfect little hole to swallow his thick cock.

“Oh, God. You’re huge. God,” she moaned.

“Are you okay? Should I stop?” he asked, praying she said no.

Instead, this demure little angel beneath him looked him in the eyes with a lustful look that only stoked his fires more and said, “Fuck me. I want you to fuck me.”

From there, it all became a blur. He finished pushing his cock into her, enjoying the screams of pleasure she let go of as he began sliding in and out of her tight little hole. Soon, he was driving into her harder and deeper, plunging himself fast and furiously until they were both nothing more than motion and madness.

With one final plunge, he sank deep into her, feeling the knot swell and struggling to pull free before he came inside of her. They’d discussed birth control and agreed he would pull out when the time came, as neither was prepared for this to happen. Instead, he found that he couldn’t pull out, and he couldn’t stop the surge that exploded inside of her. His body jerked against hers as he delivered a thick, warm load of cum deep inside of her. He looked up, noting the look of surprise and alarm on her face.

“Did you ...” she asked, letting the sentence trail off.

“Afraid so,” he told her.

“But we agreed,” she began, attempting to pull free of him and wincing when she realized she couldn’t.

“Please don’t move,” he told her, a pained expression on his face.

“What is happening?” she said, the ecstasy now subsiding into fear.

“We’ve knotted.”

“We’ve what?”

“We’ve knotted. You’ve never heard of it before? Never had it happen?”

“No,” she said, looking worried.

“It’s like dogs do when they mate.”

“Like stuck? We’re stuck?” she said, sounding panicked.

“Only for a moment. It will pass, and we can separate. In the meantime, please don’t move too much,” he told her.

She was silent or a moment, and he looked back up toward her. Her eyes were closed, as if she were meditating, perhaps even praying. He considered that she might have passed out again and was horrified to think he might have to get help for her with his cum still dripping down her thighs.

“Kat?” he said gently.

“That was amazing,” she replied, her voice barely a whisper. “Can we do it again?”