by Aspen Grey
“Oooooh, you are evil,” I told him, grabbing him by the cheeks and pulling his mouth to mine. I kissed him hungrily, but before I could get too into it, he pulled away and closed his lips around my cock. “Fuck!” I groaned, tilting my head back.
Kenneth reached up with one hand and stroked my neck, then traced a line down my chest, exploring every indentation and muscle I had, all the way down my abs to my balls. When his hand closed around them, I lost it.
“I’m coming!” I cried out, clenching my teeth as my cum poured out of me.
I looked down as it shot out like a squirt gun. Kenneth’s eyes went wide with desire as he jerked my seed out of me. Thick ropes rained down all over his face and lips while he grinned like it was the best thing to ever happen to him.
“Oh, fuck yes, baby,” he moaned as I pumped my hot load all over him. I felt like a fucking porn star.
He slowed his strokes as I started to come down, tugging gently at my balls. I breathed a huge sigh of relief, but my dick was still as hard as it had been when it was in his mouth.
I looked at Kenneth as he used his index finger to collect my cum that had landed on his face, and pushed it into his mouth. He grinned as he swallowed.
“You taste incredible,” he told me. “Almost better than you smell.”
I was so filled with desire I couldn’t even reply as I watched him. He’d taken off his clothes and I saw his cock sticking straight up between his legs. And I got an idea.
Standing up, I pushed him down onto his back beneath me. Straddling him, I lowered myself down until I was kneeling over him, then slowly, I began to grind against his cock.
Kenneth groaned as his hard shaft slid in between my ass cheeks. I tilted forward and pressed our cocks together. Mine was slick with his spit and my cum, and I wrapped my hands around them both and thrust forward, jerking us both off at the same time.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” he said as he watched what I was doing.
“You know what’s even hotter?” I asked him. His eyes met mine.
“What?”
“This.”
I leaned forward, then reached behind me and guided his cock to my hole. Slowly, I sat down and let him penetrate me.
“Fuck!” He groaned. His entire body arched up off the floor as I took all of his cock in my ass. I’d never had a dick inside me, not in my entire life, and it had never even been something I would have considered.
I’m an alpha! And alphas are tops. That’s just the way the world goes. But Kenneth’s dick was just so sweet and alluring, and somehow despite the fact that he was inside me, I was on top of him and so I was still in control.
“I feel you hitting my spot,” I told him as I started to fuck him. My dick was standing straight out, hard as a rock, dripping a small line of cum that hadn’t made it onto Kenneth’s face.
“Yeah?” he asked. “Does it feel good?”
“So good,” I told him. I took his hands and placed one on my cock and one on my balls. “Jerk me while I ride you.”
He instantly obliged. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open as he stroked my cock while I fucked him. I could already feel another orgasm beginning to form inside me.
I understood now what omegas meant when they talked about their “spot” in their ass that felt so good. Every time his dick pressed against mine I felt a shock to my system, a bolt of pleasure radiating out from deep inside me.
I stroked Kenneth’s chest as I rode him. Although I was being penetrated, I was in complete control. My sheer size had him pinned to the floor. I was still fucking him, but I was giving him an experience most omegas would never get to have.
“Oh, baby,” he groaned. “I’m gonna come.”
“You want to come inside me?” I asked him, squeezing tightly down on his dick. Kenneth nodded.
“Can I?”
“Of course you can,” I told him as I leaned down and kissed him. His tongue eagerly pushed into my mouth and I readied myself for a brand new experience. I couldn’t wait, and when his cock flexed in my ass and I felt the first shot of his hot cum spray inside me, I thought I was going to lose my mind.
12
Kenneth
My dick pulsed as I came hard into Preston’s ass – my alpha’s ass. I’d been blown away when he sat on my cock. It wasn’t something I’d ever expected. I’d never even fantasized about it. It just wasn’t the way alphas and omegas normally did things. But then again, Preston wasn’t normal, he was an absolute dream.
Shot after shot of my cum coursed out of me and into him. He slowed his rhythm and moved in time with my orgasm. His ass flexed on my shaft, milking all of my cum into him. All I could do was lie there.
As I started to come down, my head lolled to the side like an exhausted puppy. I was also panting pretty heavily, and as Preston leaned down to kiss me, all I could do was moan something completely unintelligible.
“Mmm yor ca so gud…” was all that came out. Never, ever had I imagined that something like that would happen. It was literally only my second time even having sex, and I was inside an alpha? I didn’t have to be experienced to know that that wasn’t something normal. Preston had just given me something incredibly special. But even as I was starting to come down, his dick was still hard, and I didn’t have time to recover before he was sliding off me and flipping me over onto my stomach.
I could feel his desire in the strength – how he gripped me and placed me firmly beneath him. I was slick and ready for whatever he wanted to do next. Without hesitation, he slid his cock between my cheeks and penetrated me.
I gasped. It was all I could do. Wedging his knees between my inner thighs, he spread my legs wide to get as deep inside me as he could. I felt his balls touch mine as his dick bottomed out, pressing against my sweet spot.
His dick was swollen and already ready to burst. Riding me had gotten him right to the edge, and now he was just using my ass to finish the job.
I love it, I thought as he fucked me. I loved being “used” by him to get him off. My body was his. My ass was his. All I wanted to do was make him feel good, like he did for me.
“I’m close,” he whispered in my ear as he pressed his body against mine and started to change up his strokes. Instead of pounding me, he started to grind into me, pushing his cock as deep as it could go. I felt like I was going to burst.
“Come, baby,” I managed to tell him as he knotted. The sensation overwhelmed me and I saw stars. The world started to spin as his lips closed around my ear. He kissed down my cheek and I opened my mouth to accept his tongue as it probed between my lips.
“I’m gonna fucking come inside you,” he growled.
“Yes!” I cried out.
“I’m gonna give you all my fucking cum,” he told me. “And you’re going to get pregnant.”
“Yes, yes!” I yelped as I felt his knot twitch. Cum fountained into me. It was hot, like a shot of love straight into my soul. I shivered and felt the goosebumps break out across my skin as he filled me up. His alpha seed, ready to put a cub in my belly and seal my life to his forever.
His body tensed around me as he gripped me. His strong hands squeezed my hips as he came. I felt so small against him as he held me there, forcing me to take his cum. I breathed in his scent, feeling drunk of his very existence. The pheromones, his juice inside me, it was as though it had all been designed for me.
“Fuck!” he cried out as his knot flexed inside me one last time before I felt him start to relax. He collapsed on top of me, letting all his weight press me against the floor.
“Mmmm,” I groaned.
Squish me! It was all I could think. I loved being manhandled by him. His lust for me made me feel special. Preston was an alpha that could have any omega he wanted, but he and I were meant for each other, and that thought filled me with pride.
We lay there for some time before his knot finally subsided and he slid off of me and onto the floor. Instinctively, as though I’d done it a hundred times before, I threw m
y leg over his and curled up against him.
“I can feel your heart beat,” I told him, pressing my head against his chest.
“What can I say?” he laughed. “You worked me up.”
“You worked me over!” I replied.
“Something comes out of me when I’m inside you,” he muttered. “I don’t know what it is.”
“I do,” I said slyly. “Cum!”
We both burst out laughing and I nuzzled closer against his chest. Lazily, I ran a finger through the dark hairs on his chest.
“I like your chest hair,” I told him. I felt his smile against the top of my head.
“I like your smooth body,” he replied. “Makes me want to lick you.”
“Feel free,” I giggled. “I’m yours to do what you want with.”
“Well, I want you to stay with me,” he told me. I froze. It seemed only natural, of course, if we were going to have a family together, but hearing him say the words was a surprise I hadn’t expected. I leaned up on one arm and looked at him.
“Yeah?”
“’Course, ya big dummy,” he smiled as he sat up. “You’ll stay here with me from now on.”
It was a dream come true. I’d spent way too much time watching girls cry after being proposed to on the internet, and I finally understood how they felt. Tears instantly began streaming down my eyes as Preston wrapped his thick biceps around me and pulled me close to him. I sobbed as he ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me.
“I’ll take care of you,” he told me. And I knew he would.
13
Preston
Everything was perfect. Things could not have been going better. Kenneth had moved in, brought his car and a handful of things over, and we were incredibly happy. To top everything off, he was pregnant.
He wasn’t really starting to show yet, despite a tiny little pot belly that I liked to tease him about.
“Eating a few too many cookies, eh?” I’d say to him when we showered in the morning.
“Stop!” he’d say, swatting at me gently. “You’re going to give me a complex!”
“You know I love it,” I’d told him. And it was true. I couldn’t wait for his body to continue changing. I knew I’d adore his curves. It wouldn’t be possible for me not to. Nothing could quench my desire for my mate.
It was so poetic. Preston had lost his family, and I’d been forced into exile. And then we’d met each other. Now neither of us was alone, and never would be again.
My fated mate, I thought as I threw the shovel and pickaxe into the back of the truck and closed the tailgate.
I’d been working all day replacing fence posts on Frank’s property line. Deer were getting in and eating the seedlings. Something had knocked a few of the posts down and tore up the fencing pretty good. It wasn’t a hard job, just a long one, and I was ready to get home, shower and work Kenneth over – not necessarily in that order.
He’d gone into town early to pick up some flowers at the nursery to make the outside of the house look a little better. He’d also mentioned something about picking up a small lilac tree to put in the corner by our bedroom.
“They smell so good!” he’d told me excitedly after I told him I didn’t want him lifting anything too heavy. “We’ll put it outside our room and we can smell it before we go to bed at night.”
“I thought you liked how I smell?” I’d joked.
“Nothing smells as good as you,” he’d said sarcastically, giving me grief. “But I like lilacs too, is that okay with youuuu!?
“Whatever you’d like,” I’d told him with a kiss.
And then I’d headed off for a full day’s work. If he’d picked up a tree, I’d have to get it in the ground tomorrow. I was tuckered out, and if I threw anymore energy into manual labor, I’d more than likely just pass out as soon as I got home, and I couldn’t have that.
I’d been thinking about Kenneth all day. It wasn’t something I was used to, having something on my mind other than work. That was one thing about working on the farm – it didn’t require a whole lot of mental endurance, which meant I had plenty of time to think about my beautiful, pregnant mate.
My worries seemed completely secondary now. All the rumors Jasper had circulated around Austin, slandering my name, didn’t matter anymore. I had my life together and that was all that mattered.
I’d been talking to Frank more about expanding the farm. I’d gladly help him do it, but I couldn’t do it all on my own. Even if I worked sixteen hours a day, I just didn’t have the equipment.
Ground needed to be tilled, irrigation expanded, fertilizer and soil needed to be brought in. We’d need more workers and some equipment. But Frank kept saying no. He just wasn’t willing to take the risk required. I’d even offered to take out a loan myself to get things started, but seeing as how I only rented and had basically no collateral, it wasn’t likely I’d find a bank willing to bet on me.
I slid into the truck, fired it up and headed back to the house. It wasn’t a long drive, and as I pulled up to the driveway, I saw Frank outside with Kenneth, helping him get a small lilac tree out of the back of his sedan. Laughing, I parked and hopped out.
“How’d you get that thing in there?!” I asked, coming over to help.
“It wasn’t easy!” Kenneth laughed. “Had to take the back roads home so it wouldn’t blow out!”
“You’re lucky the coppers didn’t stop you,” I told him as Frank and I walked it over to the corner of the house and set it down.
“Shoulda let him take the truck,” Frank grumbled.
“Oh, and bring the fence posts and tools over in his car?” I scoffed. “Great idea, Frank ol’ buddy.”
“See!?” Kenneth smiled eagerly, pointing at the lilac tree. “I told you it would look great there!”
He was right. The purple leaves were pretty and it was a nice addition to the property, which I’d never really bothered to do much with. I’d already told him I was going to replace the pavers on the walkway up to the front porch, I just had to pick them up from the landscapers.
“It sure does,” I smiled, wrapping my arms around him. He sniffed me and smiled.
“You smell like a man,” he joked, looking up at me. I bent down and kissed him.
“I need a shower,” I replied. “Care to join me?”
“Uh…duh!”
“Thanks, Frank!” I called out over my shoulder as I took Kenneth toward the front door.
“Hang back a second, Preston,” he replied.
“Ugh,” I whispered. “Frank’s gotta shoot the shit with me. You get started without me. I won’t be long.”
“You better not be,” he winked as he grabbed my crotch.
I pinched his ass as he turned to go. He yelped and skipped quickly inside. I turned around and walked over to Frank.
“What’s up, Frank?” I asked. I could tell instantly that whatever he was about to say wasn’t good. He paused a moment and pulled his hat off.
“Listen, Preston,” he said slowly, not looking at me. “This ain’t easy for me to say, but I’ve had an offer on the land and – and I’m selling.”
“What!?” I replied, unable to believe what I’d just heard. “Frank, what are you talking about?”
Frank sighed and rubbed his forehead like he had a headache. “Charles Vanderton,” he said slowly. “Made me an offer, and—”
“Charles Vanderton!?” I roared, ready to hit him. “Are you fucking shittin’ me, Frank!?”
Frank didn’t respond. He was staring at his feet. I could see that this decision was weighing heavily on him, but Charles Vanderton was Jasper’s fucking father, and I knew what that meant for me.
“Farming’s hard work,” Frank finally said, looking up at me. “When you’ve done it as long as I have, you get tired.”
“But—”
“I’m ready to retire, Preston,” Frank interrupted. “I got a beach chair somewhere with my name on it.”
“You know what this will mean fo
r me, Frank?” I asked. “That’s Jasper’s father.”
Frank looked at me with sympathy, and I could see he understood the consequences of his actions. But understanding only went so far.
“This is really going to fuck me up,” I told him. “They’ll kick us out, you know?”
“Maybe not…”
“No, Frank,” I corrected him sternly. “They will. One hundred percent.”
There was nothing more to say. I turned my back on Frank and headed back inside. Just as I was getting my life together, the world’s biggest monkey wrench had to be thrown into the works.
14
Kenneth
Something’s wrong, I thought as I waited in the shower for my mate. It wasn’t unusual for Frank to want to chat with Preston, but it was unusual for him to want to do it in private. Farm talk wasn’t exactly something that required a lot of discretion. But Preston still wasn’t inside with me, which meant he was thinking about whatever Frank had told him. And that wasn’t good.
“Don’t be silly,” I told myself, scrubbing at the dirt on my hands. “You’re overthinking things.”
I heard the front door and relaxed.
There he is.
His footsteps were heavy, masculine, and made me smile as I listened to him come inside, down the hall and into the bathroom. I’d left the door open for him and poked my head out from behind the curtain in time to see him strip off his t-shirt.
“What did Frank want?” I asked. He shook his head as he undid his belt and stepped out of his pants. I couldn’t stop my eyes from moving to his ridiculous abs. He always looked even hotter than normal after a day’s work.
“Eh, nothing,” he replied, waving his hand in the air. He kicked off his boxers and gave me an eyeful of the good stuff. I felt my mouth start to water. “I still can’t believe you got that lilac back here with just your car.”
Preston stepped into the shower and I slid out of the way to give him room under the nozzle. His body was distracting, but as I grabbed the soap and started to wash him, I could see that something was bothering him.