by Emma Knox
A silence of uncertainty could only really be broken one way.
I rose to my feet, and looked down toward the beautifully shy face of my potential Omega.
My hand took him by the chin, and made him face me eye to eye.
Then I kissed him. His tongue was on mine, warm, sensual and wet. Heat rose to my face as I gripped his chin in mine, ran my hands through his hair. He let out a soft moan that coaxed me on further.
God, I kissed him.
Deeply, powerfully, there was an explosion of need, emotions, things I couldn't describe.
I wondered if he would reject me.
No. A brief moment of shock, and he was reciprocating that kiss, his hands running through my hair as we stumbled through the cabin toward a bed, grunting and madly running our hands all over each other’s bodies.
He was mine, there was no denying it now.
Chapter 4
Beau
There were a million and one reasons why I shouldn't have been doing this and my brain was mentally screaming all of them.
An Omega in heat was hugely vulnerable in more ways than one.
When Rhett's lips were on mine though, I couldn't resist. It was as if someone offered me fresh, crisp clean water after I had been in the desert for days.
It was exactly what I wanted. Exactly what I needed and I couldn’t protest as my body melted into his.
I gasped as I fell back onto the bed, my assailant, my Alpha, more than ready to ravish me. There was a hungry look in his eyes, wild and burning. He didn't waste time in getting handsy and I was glad he didn't. My flesh was so sensitive with need during my heat, and having it indulged instead of ignored suddenly overwhelmed me with anticipation of what was to come. My senses were prickled with lust and I tingled from the inside out.
Rhett was direct and wasted little time in relieving me of my winter clothes, unwrapping me with raw need and desire. Jackets, sweaters, pants, they were all stripped away with me with sudden movement and need for me and showing no shortage of hasty, needful movements as our fingers raked against each other’s skin, sweaty, intense and erotic.
Those skilled fingers of his sliding down my body, gooseflesh forming under his touch as I involuntarily cried out for more. Down between my pecs, down across my abs. I'd never felt like more of an Omega than I did at that moment, an Alpha so relishing my body in amazement as he did. It was like he wanted to savor every piece of me and leave no patch of flesh untouched.
Luckily for me, he didn't waste a whole lot of time in stripping himself down either.
God, his body was so luscious looking and I laid there, my mouth gaping open in awe at how chiseled and muscular he was. He was perfectly carved, as if hand crafted to be a beautiful living sculpture. He was definitely someone who spent some time in the sun; that much I gathered. Most wolf shifters were monuments of lean muscle all over, but that tan he had made him especially sexy and gave his skin a magnificent and radiant bronze glow. It gave him a tinge of the exotic where everyone else I'd seen had been paler than a marshmallow up here in the secluded Alaskan wilderness.
Feeling him up in return, God, this was everything I wanted in an Alpha. Broad shouldered, tall, looking like he could take a hit from a truck without looking like he was one.
I squeezed his arm, appreciating its firm nature and gave him a saucy grin.
"You like that, don't you?" His voice was teasing, masculine and sexy as hell.
I nodded, blushed, then bit my bottom lip seductively. "I do, I really do."
"Then why so shocked?" He raised an eyebrow and I knew he loved to tantalize me.
"I was expecting a nice venison dinner tonight, not to be a wolf's meal. Call me a little bit surprised."
He snickered, "Well I am going to gobble you all up and then some. But I like to play with my food first."
"Oh, do you now?" I whispered flirtatiously, feeling spicy.
He groaned, almost like a turned on electrifying growl-hiss. "Yes, oh yes I do." Another kiss, this one resting on my lips only briefly before descending my body. He loved to tease and it drove me wild.
Bit by bit, those lips savored me, dropping across my abdomen and to the bulge that was inside of my pants. The touch of his lips on my skin was both icy and hot at the same time, filled with lust and tinged with desire as his breath burned and cooled my skin in the perfectness of blended balance. He urged his lips down, wanting to free my Omega cock from its bonds, letting it spring outward, pointing up to the ceiling.
He laughed at its strength in front of him, proof that I was so taken by his looks, his charms, his scent, and everything else about him. Yes, my throbbing manhood pulsed beneath him and it was all the proof he needed to get a big head about his ability to turn me on. He caressed it so softly, forcing me to shudder under his touch as my body trembled with delight. His fingers closing around my length, jerking me, using its erectness against me. Damn, he was sensual and judging by the erotic expression on his face, he knew it too. Yes, he knew exactly what he was going to do with his Omega meat.
I knew this was a bad idea. It was a terrible thing to go through with, and yet I wouldn't want it any other way. We were too far into the moment to halt or stop ourselves now. I wanted him to jerk my cock. I wanted him to kiss it, to lick it, much like he soon did right after. His mouth was on me, his lips curled around my hard cock with enthusiasm. He sucked on me, and all I could do was relish the lightning shooting through me due to his touch. The chemistry was pure magic as I moaned and wiggled underneath him.
"Mmm... I could play with this for hours with how it's making you squirm," he said, grinning madly with a twinkle in his eye. "Every time I hear you whimper, see you tremble, it just makes my own cock a little harder. I yearn for the moment I turn you over and mate you properly." He was growling with lust, his eyes glazed over with manic, animal need inside of him.
I audibly swallowed. I should have told him no. Put limits on how far we could have went with our tryst. We didn’t even know each other, were still complete strangers. I was in heat and if I let him back there, we were gambling with our futures because the bond would be difficult to break after that. Sure, I was utterly fascinated by this wolf, but that didn't instantly mean he was the one I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I wanted to keep my options wide open.
Or any guarantee that he would stay around at all. He could be a player, always on the hunt and searching through the woods for his next conquest.
A child without an Alpha to call father wasn't a child I wanted to bring into the world.
Yet I couldn't make my mouth form the words to stop him. I wanted this as much as I didn't want this, perhaps even more as I panted heavily, completely enthralled by him and captivated by the moment of erotica between us.
So I said nothing. I accepted my march into blissful oblivion and decided to never look back.
My body shuddered as he used my cock against me, sending little ripples of delight through me. I reached for him, yearning to be able to feel him in return, but Rhett was in total control.
The Alpha was merciful though. He saw my wanting, and was going to indulge me, finishing his aspect of stripping himself down to nothing, and filling me with a sense of wonderful dread as I saw his Alpha cock.
It gave me sudden concerns about the logistics of our mating. His heaving, throbbing cock was inching my way, and I wrapped my hand around it – if only barely.
"What's the matter, my Omega? Have you never been mated before?"
"Um... I have... just... um.... with..." I stuttered through my words, my experience being with those who weren't as Alpha as well...this Alpha. This giant, massive Alpha that stole the breath right from my lungs.
He shuddered in my hand, and I could see the littlest drips of seed escape the tip of him, another reminder of the fate I desperately wanted to avoid, yet desperately desired all the same. I was torn, a massive ball of conflicting emotions and I was afraid desire would win.
"You're really cute when you're blushi
ng like that," he said, looming over me. "I want to make sure you're blushing like that every day. I want to make you mine, my dear Beau."
I swallowed. We hadn't even met an hour ago and he was telling me he wanted to devote himself to me? I couldn’t look at him, for fear he’d see right through my inhibitions.
Did he think I was his fated mate? Was what I was feeling the Omega version of the same?
I was overwhelmed with desire for him, my thoughts clashing every moment.
All of it was confusing. I just wanted to give in to the animal inside of me, and go with what instincts did.
Since logic and common sense was causing me so much pain, I decided to do exactly that.
I wrapped my arms around Rhett's neck, and whispered into his ear, "I know you want me. All of me. Fucking take me before I change my mind." I stared into his eyes, daring him to argue.
His eyes went wide, along with a smile on his face. "Such a needy, bossy Omega."
I raised an eyebrow and grinned playfully.
"What? I like it. I'll do whatever you want if you let me take that tight little ass of yours."
I nodded enthusiastically, urging him to continue.
He abruptly turned me over, making me push my ass up and right in the air against him.
That cock of his throbbed against my asshole, but even if I told him to rush it, Rhett wanted to savor me. He took his time, making me crazy as my asshole puckered and tingled expectantly.
He ran a finger around my asshole, making sure the heat inside me knew what was coming and was preparing for it. The sweat, the natural lubricants that were there, my heat produced more of it, the pheromones calling to him, making an already tempting place to put that cock of his even more alluring.
The teasing back there just made me grow more and more needing of his touch. I nibbled on my lip as he plunged his finger deeper within. Stretching me, testing me to see if I would really be able to cope with his incredible touch.
He was mortal, though. He couldn't resist me forever, no matter how much he could make me squirm with only a touch. He brought his cock down to my hole, rubbing himself against my cheeks, getting a little more teasing in before the direct plunge that would inevitably make me gasp and yearn and scream out all at once.
Soon though, he was pushing the head of his cock in, and then the rest of him.
It was a sudden jolt of bliss rushing through my body as he invaded, going to the brim of my ass, his balls slapping against my bare ass cheeks.
He waited ever so briefly, letting me adapt to his immense nature. He leaned forward, his toned chest against my back, reaching around my hips and taking my Omega cock into his grip. "Fuck, you're like heaven around me, Beau."
I nodded his way. In rhythm, he started to fuck me proper, stroking my cock while he did it.
His movements were starting to overwhelm me with delight, the growing energy and electricity inside of me becoming so hard to deal with. A whimper escaped my lips as he fucked me again and again, my body shaking.
All I could do was helplessly buck against him. Urge him to take me even more. God, I wanted this. I wanted this so damn bad. Consequences were the furthest thing in my head in the impulse of desire and heat.
"It's been too long," he whispered into my ears. "But I finally found you. You're mine, Beau." He was panting heavily, confident that he had taken me.
Swallowing, I nodded along. The way I was feeling was something that I knew that I couldn't do without from this day forward.
I grabbed onto the edge of the bed as our strokes became stronger, ragged, more savage.
Time was short. Any moment I was going to explode against him, so helpless to stop it. My toes dug into the floor, and I stood my ground.
A blissful train was coming, and I was right in its way.
I screamed out when it hit me, climax tearing through me so powerfully from my asshole in. My cock convulsed, spewing its useless Omega seed out again and again, making a total mess of the cabin's bed.
Rhett's hand's grabbed my hips tightly, holding on with one last thrust.
He howled with delight, and I felt the pulsing of his cock inside me rush through, flooding out of him, filling me wholly and properly. It was warm, fulfilling and sensual.
Rhett stayed inside me, his seed not getting the remotest chance to escape. I didn't want him to leave me, again going against any common sense I thought I had.
He wrapped his arms around me, letting out a satisfied grunt and he pulled me onto the bed, his cock still buried inside me. "Well that's unusual."
"What's unusual?" I replied, confused by it all and trying to catch my breath as I trembled, shakily maneuvering my weight on the bed.
"I can't pull out. I've knotted." He laughed at that.
"Knotted?"
"You've done things to me, Beau, that no Omega has ever done. There's something magical between us, because I've heard of this, but never had it happen to me."
"Wait, what? What's going on?" My heart raced with building panic.
"You've made me so fucking hard, Beau that I can't pull out. My cock is knotted inside you."
"What do we do?" I wailed and wiggled my hips in a frenzy.
Rhett’s behavior was the exact opposite of mine, calm and decisive. "We wait. I hold you here, I keep you close, and we enjoy our time together."
His voice was full of serene compassion that made my heart skip a beat. I swallowed, and then smiled. My entire body blissfully ached from what had been done to me, and still having his throbbing member in my behind was actually kind of nice, all things considered. "So I guess we'll savor the moment then?" I chuckled with the irony.
"That's what we should do." His words tickled the lobe of my ear. "But being so close to you like this is just making me want to fuck you again, really."
"Do you now?"
"Are you saying you don't want that, my Omega? With the way you were screaming, the way you were thrashing about my cock?" He was so cool, collected and charming.
"Oh, no, I didn't mean it like that at all. It's just that the way we went at it was so exhausting and..." I fumbled for compliments to spew his way.
"What did I tell you, Beau? You're something truly fucking special."
His wild grin was infectious. A smile formed on my face. For a brief moment, I truly believed that everything would be okay, and that Rhett was going to be true to his word.
They all speak such sweet words though. Anything for you to get you to present your ass to them and fuck you nice and good.
No. I purged the thoughts from my mind. I was determined to not let anxiety ruin me enjoying this moment.
"How much longer were you planning on staying in this cabin?" he wondered, half asleep, his throbbing member still buried in me as ever.
"A few more days," I replied nonchalantly and scratched my chin. That's about when I expected my heat to cool down and I would be able to go back home without the cruel spectre of temptation. "Two to be exact."
Of course, I never expected temptation to find me in the middle of nowhere, but yet here I was swirling in the sea of it all.
"Hmm... I think I'll stay here with you, if you don't mind."
"And do what, may I ask?"
"Something that's hell of a lot more fun than shooting mooses dumb enough to be out in the middle of the winter?"
"Moose. The plural is the same as the singular."
He laughed. "My cock is in your ass and you're giving me a grammar lesson."
"Yes, though, I'm sure whatever you have planned for me is a hell of a lot more fun than hunting."
"Good, good. The grammar lessons can wait until later."
He held me closer to him, so close I could feel his heartbeat against my spine.
I wasn't going to get a whole lot of rest in the next two days, I knew that much. I sighed with contentment and drifted off to sleep with my Alpha buried deep inside me.
Chapter 5
Rhett
What was meant to be a
swift hearty run through the forest turned into a multi-day expedition.
It was really hard to pull myself away from Beau, and the knotting was only partially a reason. Soon enough though, he had to go home to Anchorage and I probably shouldn't have left my family out in the cold so long to what I'd been up to. I hadn’t been in touch with them in days, and I was certain their aggression would be relentlessly unforgiving.
I stood outside the door, reluctant to go inside. It wasn’t that I had to build up the courage or anything, it was more of an embarking adventure of radiating patience so that I wouldn’t snap on them. If it wasn't the fact I had my bag in there with some important documents and my laptop, I could have freely run off to Anchorage and been done with all of them.
Of the things I was good at though, being stealthy was not one of them. In Alpha Frost's praises of me, he had called me strong, fierce, clever, and also terribly clumsy.
Sniffing the air, the place wasn't even all that empty.
I took a deep breath. There was no sense in prolonging the inevitable any further. I gripped the front door. It was time I faced the music, so I took a stride forward and walked in.
Zachary wasted no time in calling me out, the little obnoxious pissant.
"Well, well, look who wasn't murdered by a rogue pack of Akias." He stood, his arms crossed. It was hard to read his expression that was mixed with both an air of snide arrogance and relief.
"I told you he'd be fine," Daniel said to his Alpha, heaving a sigh and rolling his eyes.
"Is that really your first response to my absence? That I've been murdered?"
"Well you are a city slicker now. I doubt you really know how to handle yourself up here in the wilds." He meant it as a snide remark, but I took no offense because I didn’t care what they thought of me anymore. Well…not really.
"I don't automatically forget everything Alpha Frost taught me just because I leave the area,” I retort back and cringe when I sound defensive.
"Hmm? Someone mention me?"