by Emma Knox
“John!”
Dominick’s voice, when he called my name, sounded desperate. His hole clenched, then some slick leaked out of him. I coated my finger in it, then slowly pushed it inside. Dominick resumed the movements of his hips, thrusting his cock even faster into my mouth. It was a little hard to keep it up and thrust my finger inside him at the same time, but I didn’t want to stop. I added a second finger, his body accepting me easily, and searched as I rubbed my fingers against his walls.
I knew I had what I wanted when Dominick’s body went still again as he let out a strangled shout, then picked up the movements again. I fucked him with my fingers, pegging that spot inside him that had him going wild every time. His body went still a final time, then his cock spasmed in my mouth, and in the next moment, he was spurting come down my throat. I swallowed it all down, gently rubbing that spot inside him until he was spent.
His body quivered as I pulled away from him, and I rose up on my knees to look down at him. He had his hands laid down on either side of his head as he panted and looked up at me.
“Sweet,” I murmured, licking my lips.
I’d heard the taste of come was supposed to be bitter, and I wondered if it was something to do with his body’s constitution. I leaned over him to press my mouth to his in a kiss. He hesitated a bit when I licked his lips, but he did part them for me, and I shared his taste with him. When I didn’t think I could hold myself back anymore, I pulled away and sat back on my heels. I looked down at my crotch, where my cock stood tall and proud, the head an angry red.
Dominick probably followed my line of sight, and I noticed when his hand moved toward me. I stiffened my back, my breath hitching in my throat as he wrapped his small, soft hand around my shaft and stroked lightly. My fists clenched on my knees, and all I could do was watch as he continued to stroke me. But when he went to move his body, I held him down with a hand on his chest. His hand around my cock stopped moving and loosened a bit, and I bit back the request that he continue.
“You…too?”
I looked up to find Dominick watching me. His whole face was flushed, and I wondered if that was from the orgasm, or from something else. I figured what he meant by me too, and I shook my head slowly as I held his gaze. A blowjob wasn’t exactly what I wanted right then.
“I want to take you, Dominick. Is that okay?”
He looked at me intently, then nodded once. Letting out a breath of relief, I picked up one of the large pillows and set it on the bed, then rolled Dominick over and settled the pillow under his hips. Before he could settle on it, I wrapped an arm around him and took his cock in my hand. His body shivered and he made a rough noise in his throat as he gently stroked him back to hardness. Then I let him lay his hips on the pillow, making sure he was comfortable before I moved behind him.
Dominick pulled another, smaller pillow and pulled it into his arms, laying his head on it sideways and looked up at me over his shoulder. I leaned down to press a kiss too his chin.
“Let me know if anything feels uncomfortable, okay?”
I watched until he nodded, then looked down at his body. I spread his knees a little with mine, then lowered my body on top of his back. His crack was drenched in his slick, and I rubbed my cock in his crack, then spread the slick all over me with my hand. Bracing against the bed with one fist to the side of Dominick’s body, I held onto my cock with the other hand to position my cock at his hole. I pushed forward slowly, watching as his body slowly swallowed me in. To the hilt. Then I braced down with my other fist, and waited for a moment, before pulling my hips back, sliding slowly out of him. A shiver when up his spine and he made a sound. I glanced up, but he didn’t look uncomfortable. His eyes were closed and his mouth was pared as he breathed, the flush deepening on his face.
My movements were slow at first, as if trying to make up for our first time. There was no resistance from his body at all, and after a few slow, deep thrusts, I lowered down on my forearms, and moved just a little bit faster. Dominick made another, higher pitched sound, and I looked over at him again. His hands were clenching hard into the pillow, and I ducked my head down to press kisses all over his shoulder blades, then licked at the small marks I’d left on his neck. Finally, I bit down a little, tightening my teeth to leave a mark, then pulled away and licked over it as well.
“Good?” I asked, watching his face closely.
He had his forehead furrowed, and for a moment when he made no reaction, I wondered if he’d heard me. Then, he nodded a little, and I dropped another kiss at the nape of his neck.
Warm and tender…
This was what he needed, wasn’t it?
I sped up my movements little by little, angling my hips to find just the right spot. I moved my weight to one of my forearms, and slid my other hand under his tummy, using it to raise his hips a little higher as I circled my hips. When Dominick let out a loud, high pitched moan, I stilled a moment, then repeated the motions.
He came alive under me, from just lying there and taking it, he started to writhe, his hips wriggling back to meet mine, his spine arching and stretching out, his teeth biting into the pillow to muffle some of his sounds. I bit down on the back of his neck in light punishment.
“Don’t cover your mouth, Dominick. I want to hear you.”
He let out a whine, then went back to lying with the side of his head pressed against the bed.
I was growing close, and by the increasing volume of his moans, I knew Dominick was right on the edge himself. I moved even faster, a little harder, feeling sweat drip down my forehead and down my spine. I was getting closer…and closer…and then I was over the edge, letting out a growl as I pressed my hips to Dominick’s ass and came inside him, making jerky little thrusts with my hips. I felt Dominick’s walls tighten around me, and he let out a long whine as he came, his own hips jerking against the pillow. I still had a hand under him, and I felt some of his come hit my hand.
Then, something happened that had my eyes widening.
Dominick gasped loudly, and tried to twist his head so he could look back at me.
“What the hell is that?” he asked, sounding breathless.
I cursed and held still. “My knot,” I said apologetically. “Shit, Dominick, I’m sorry. Does it hurt? I didn’t mean for it to happen.”
“It doesn’t always happen?” he asked in between pants, lying back and looking at me.
My ears were burning as I pressed my lips flat together. “… No,” I admitted. “Usually, I have a bit more control. When an Omega’s in heat, it’ll sometimes happen, but I’ve never been with an Omega in heat before.”
I was pretty sure, even then, I would be able to hold myself back, but there was no guarantee. I’d heard storied from other Alphas, but this was the first time I was knotting without meaning to. I sighed, pressed my chest against Dominick’s back, and pressed a kiss of apology at his nape.
“I guess…you’re a bit special,” I murmured. What I didn’t say, was that he was special to me, and in case he didn’t get it, I added more kisses over his shoulder.
“So…what now?” he asked quietly.
“Now…we have a bit of fun. There are Omegas that desire knotting out of their heat cycle where their bodies demand it. Do you want to know why?”
If he rejected me, I would have to stay still until my knot went down and we separated. But after the slightest hesitation, Dominick nodded his head. I could feel my chest grow warm that he had that kind of trust in me already.
“Okay,” I let out a slow breath. “This can be dangerous, so if you feel any discomfort at all, let me know, Dominick. Nod your head so I know you heard me.”
He nodded his head quickly.
I dropped my forehead on his nape and closed my eyes.
The reason why this was dangerous for most Omegas might not hold true for Dominick, because he was special. His body was reacting like an Omega already in heat, so he was slicked up and his muscles properly relaxed. Slowly, I started rocking my
hips. I couldn’t pull out completely with my knot inside him, not without tearing him up, but I could rub my knot against his rim. A few Omegas I’d been with before had been into this kind of play, but without proper preparation and a lot of lube, it could hurt.
Dominick’s body was taut under me, and he let out little whines and whimpers and moans as I rocked my hips against his. He was plenty lubed up, from his body’s slick and my own come, so it shouldn’t have hurt. I kept my movements careful, though, my own body shuddering in pleasure with every move. I angled my hips so the tip of my cock kept rubbing on the spot inside him that brought him the most pleasure.
When he started writhing under me again, I pressed him down with my own body, keeping him as still as possible so he wouldn’t hurt himself with any unnecessary movements. His body stilled under me as he came once more, my own spine going stiff as his walls practically strangled me. I spurt more come inside him, and because it didn’t leak thanks to the knot, Dominick was probably feeling a little full. He squirmed, those sexy sounds still coming from his lips.
The knot wasn’t going down yet, so after a bit of rest, I continued rocking my hips. Dominick let out a whimper, probably getting a little tired. Before, I only made him come once and it had been enough for him to pass out, and he’d come three times already. He didn’t tell me to stop, though, so I didn’t.
I kept pressing kisses to his skin when I remembered to. That night, I let out more cum than I’d ever produced in my life, and by the time the knot finally went down and my cock and come slid out of Dominick’s body, he was on the verge of passing out. I just barely managed to get up to find something to clean us both up, then pulled Dominick into my arms, and we slept while wrapped around each other.
Chapter 9
Dominick
I woke up to find the other side of the bed already cold and empty. I pouted, but after our first week at our new home, this had become the norm. I sighed as I slipped out of the bed and headed for the bathroom, scratching my hair as I let out a yawn.
John was busy, and after our short honeymoon, he’d gone back to his usual schedule. He was always up earlier than I could stand, but I was slowly growing used to staying up a little later so we could have dinner together. There were nights we made love, and there were nights where we were both wiped out, so we just fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Life had somewhat fallen into place in the month since I’d left home, and while I missed my old pack, I couldn’t say I was still homesick. This was my home now, and more than just settling for it, I loved it. John was treating me better and better, and while he hadn't said he loved me, I knew he cared for me, and it was enough for now.
After my shower, I left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me. I picked out a change of clothes as I wiped myself down, pausing a little to look at the marks left on me. I healed fast as long as it was little things, so a lot of evidence from our nightly activities was gone when I woke up in the morning. Last night, though…my face flushed and I tugged on my clothes quickly.
I wasn’t quite sure what came over me, but I had been especially…needy last night. Actually, it wasn’t only last night, and John had indulged me as he always did. Frankly, I was worried he’d just spoil me like my pack did, but it wasn’t the kind of spoiling I hated, so it was fine. It was like my hormones were out of whack, and I had noticed it for a few days now, but I didn’t know who to ask about it. I did have a few ideas…but I wasn’t sure. I would have to wait for my heat, that should be due soon, and we would see then.
John didn’t know about any of my suspicions. He was at the base most of the day for work, and I didn’t want to distract him. From what he’d told me about his job as a combat specialist, he essentially trained new recruits and ran drills with the veterans at the base, and it was a daily thing, unless something happened. He had Sundays free, but not always, and when he was free he used the time to relax.
Once I was dressed, I left the bedroom and headed down the stairs. In the kitchen, there was a covered plate on the dining table with a yellow sticky note stuck on top of it. I pulled off the note, then uncovered the plate. My mouth watered. It was full off eggs and bacon and sausages and chicken strips, basically a lot of meat. I took the plate to the microwave to warm as I looked at the note.
Take it easy today. Call me if you need anything.
I blinked. Did he notice there was something off with me, too? My face flushed with warmth and I smiled, because the note showed me that he was attentive toward my needs. John had lived on his own for a while and had never had an Omega of his own, but he seemed like a natural caretaker, and always made sure I was comfortable.
When the microwave beeped, I pulled out my breakfast and sat down to eat. Today’s portion was a bit more than yesterday’s, and I wondered if John was trying to fatten me up. He had slowly been getting me to eat more and more each day. I ate pretty comfortably when I was at home, but this was a little different. I felt completely ravenous, though, so I cleaned up my plate in no time at all, and was tempted to lick the juices on the plate.
After washing up, I went to get my things so I could leave the house.
John was so busy every day, and he didn’t have the time to attend to me when he had work, but he didn’t plan on keeping me locked up at home, either. After the first couple weeks, he managed to buy me a small car. When I was with my pack, I had at least been allowed to take a driver’s test, even if I didn’t drive much, but I had a license at least. The car was a dark blue and looked even smaller next to his big, black SUV, but it fit me just right and I loved it.
I did feel a little embarrassed, though, that he was providing everything and there was hardly anything I could do for him. I have never had a job before, and I didn’t know where to start looking, and in the end talked to John about it.
While I couldn’t quite call it a job, I could say I had taken up a new hobby to fill up the time so I wasn’t just at home doing nothing all day. I hadn't known in the beginning, until John drove me there after I talked to him about me looking for something I could do, but we were pretty close to the Alaskan Shifters Council. I had only ever heard of them before, and John’s was only one of several packs that surrounded them.
There was plenty of work to be found for shifters at the council’s compound, with or without experience. After taking me around, John had left me with someone that could help me find what I needed.
So, I now volunteered at the council compound. I couldn’t call it a job since it didn’t bring me any money, but because John and I were together now, I was part of his pack, so my volunteering was treated as the pack’s contribution to the council. I hadn't met that many shifters in John’s pack, he didn’t seem to be all that close to them, but this at least meant that none of them would harbor any dislike for me, because I was useful.
I went out of the house, locked up and skipped over to my car. I wasn’t going out to the compound today. I volunteered for the council, but I could do the projects I was given anywhere, I didn’t necessarily have to stay there. Currently, I was in the middle of a project with Riley, an Alpha I’d met that volunteered just like me. We were running low on stocks in the kitchen, so I planned to pass by the supermarket, then go pick Riley up so he would follow me back home in his car.
Jumping in the car, I started it up and turned on the radio, patted my pocket to make sure I had my wallet with me, and I drove off. All the money I had came from John, and he’d even given me a credit card for when I needed it. Because there wasn’t much else I could do, I was determined to be the best househusband, and mostly looked after the home in John’s absence.
In the time since I’d come, I had done a bit of remodeling in a few areas, and helped John fill up his study and arrange it. I was leaving the extra rooms alone for the moment, not sure if I should turn one into a guest room or not, but we would definitely need a nursery for when the pups came.
Once I got to the supermarket, I found a parking space and stepped ou
t. I pulled out a phone from my pocket that John had also bought for me, and I sent a quick text to Riley, letting him know where I was. I wasn’t sure where he stayed, or where we were supposed to meet up, but it was about time. Riley texted back that he would just come to the supermarket and we could meet up there instead. I sent back a text to let him know to wait for me outside when he got there.
I had a list of the stuff we needed at home, and I hummed to myself as I strolled down the aisles, picking out what I had on the list. By the time I was done, Riley was already outside waiting for me. When he saw me come out, he hurried over to me.
“Hey,” he said, grinning down at me.
Riley was the typical Alpha; tall, with broad shoulder, a wide chest, muscled build, and good-looking. Had it been the me from before, I would have shied away from him. Riley was a lot like John, however, meaning he treated me with a lot of respect, so I could only smile back up at him.
I had no idea if he was mated of nor, but I’d never asked and he never said.
“Hey, Riley. Sorry if I made you wait too long.”
“It was nothing, I just got here a few minutes ago. Here, let me help you with those.”
“Uh, you don’t have to.”
“It’s fine I need to know where you’re parked, anyway.”
Thinking of it like that, I let him carry some of the groceries for me so we could leave the cart by the entrance. I hadn't parked the car that far, and I unlocked it so we could unload in the back seat. I stood aside and waited for Riley to finish, then closed the car door.
“I’m parked that way,” he said, pointing to his far left. “Can you wait a bit while I bring my car around first?”
I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t mind. Just don’t take too long, okay?”
He was already running off, and he waved at me over his shoulder. I sat in the car and waited, and a minute or so later I saw his car coming slowly toward me, then stopping. I started up the car and pulled out of my parking space, then led the way back to the house with Riley’s car trailing me.