Savage

by Sara Fields

  He coaxed my pleasure forth, and it answered to him. It wasn’t as savage or all-consuming as it had felt during my omega heat, but my body rose to his call. It simmered slowly to life and I moaned quietly, captured safely in his lap with his arms wrapped around me and his fingers between my thighs. He pulled away and I was left wet and wanting.

  “Come for me, my beautiful omega. Come for your alpha,” he commanded, whispering those words into my ear.

  My core pulsed and squeezed tight with building desire. I couldn’t help myself as I rocked into his touch and when my orgasm finally broke over me, it was powerful, and it sought to subdue my worries and concerns about him. I moaned, the sound low. My pussy throbbed hard several times and my entire body clenched down with passionate need, swirling with warm and happy sensations that left me feeling satisfied.

  “Good girl,” he murmured, kissing the side of my neck and making me quiver against him.

  The bond between us pulsed and I could feel just how much it pleased him that I hadn’t fought him. My own heart squeezed tight with pleasure at hearing his words and I wondered if he could sense that too.

  “You like it when I call you that, don’t you?” he whispered.

  I blushed.

  “I do,” I whispered, feeling my flush deepen as the words left my mouth.

  His fingers finally left my pussy and pressed against my lips. I opened my mouth and he slid them against my tongue.

  “You will suck my fingers clean, unless you want to find yourself back over my knee,” he instructed. His voice was still gentle, but this time it carried an air of command that wasn’t there before.

  I swallowed around him, pushing my tongue against his fingers and tasting my own sweetness as it washed over me. It felt dirty and wrong, but at the same time, I liked it. I suckled harder as I saw the smile that came over his lips, one of pleasure and pride. Slowly, I climbed off his lap and onto my knees before him.

  He wasn’t wearing any clothes and his cock was already impossibly hard for me. His expression was quizzical, but he didn’t stop me and slowly pulled his fingers from my mouth. With a certain boldness, I took his cock into my hand and twirled my fingers around his thick length. My finger and my thumb closed at the base of his shaft. I leaned forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I mimicked the suckling I had done to cleanse off his fingers and he groaned in appreciation.

  “You’re very good at that, aren’t you, little omega,” he purred, and my pussy squeezed tight. My hips rolled at the sound, reacting instinctively to his pleasure.

  Feeling a bit braver, I bobbed my head back and forth, taking him deeper into my throat while my fingers stroked the base of him. He leaned back into the chair and worked his fingers into my hair, petting my scalp and urging me onward. I swirled my tongue around his length, sucking harder and enjoying the taste of his own arousal on my tongue. It was salty and sweet and all alpha, which only left me craving more. I took every last inch of him into my mouth and throat.

  I had difficulty at first with his enormous length, gagging around him until I forced myself to relax and take him more deeply. I swallowed around him and his fingers dug into my scalp. His alpha took control then and he held my head down on his cock, forcing his length all the way down my throat.

  I struggled against him, fighting him for several moments. With his cock all the way down my throat, it was hard to breathe and I gagged several times. Finally, I gave into the fact that I was no longer in control. He was and that allowed me to relax. I swallowed around him, showing him that I wanted to be a good girl for him and take him how he wanted.

  He grinned and thrust into my mouth several times, using me roughly enough that I knew my throat was going to be sore. I hummed around his length and he groaned for me, rewarding me with his sounds. I felt my own arousal slipping down my thighs and I found myself wanting to come for him once more.

  He started to move faster, and I suckled him harder.

  “Such a good omega, giving me all of that wet little mouth,” he purred, and I whined around his cock. “You’re going to swallow everything I give you, aren’t you? Especially if you want me to allow you to come for me again,” he said gruffly, and my entire body quivered with insatiable need.

  Over and over, he pistoned into my mouth with a certain roughness that I grew to adore. He used me not for my pleasure, but for his own and before long, I was rewarded with one soft purr after another. His cock throbbed against my tongue and I brazenly suckled harder. After a few moments, his shaft pulsed even harder and the first spurt of his cum splashed against the back of my throat. I did my very best to swallow every drop and when he was finished, I ensured that he was fully clean before he pulled out of my mouth. I licked my lips and blushed hard, before looking up at him.

  I shuddered with need as he stared down at me and chewed the inside of my cheek, savoring the taste of him as I continued to kneel before him. He stroked the length of his cock with his fingers, watching me carefully as he did so.

  “I can smell how very wet you are, my little omega,” he murmured. His cock hardened once more in his hand and I stared at it rather impatiently.

  I wanted to mount it. I wanted to climb on top of him and ride his cock.

  “You did such a good job sucking my cock, didn’t you, Freya?” he asked, and I trembled with need. I hadn’t thought I’d become so aroused so shortly after the breaking of my heat, but I soon realized that I was very wrong.

  His fingers moved up and down his shaft and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. I imagined how it would feel for my pussy to grasp his cock instead.

  “Answer me, Freya,” he warned.

  “Yes, alpha,” I whispered anxiously.

  “Do you think you did a good enough job to earn the privilege of riding my cock?” he pressed.

  “Please, alpha,” I begged. My own fingers squeezed at my thighs. My skin was feverish with need. It felt so hot beneath my palms. I shivered with arousal as my nipples hardened to painful little peaks, just begging to be touched and kissed, but it all paled to how much my pussy throbbed to take his length all the way inside me.

  “Stand up,” he demanded.

  On shaky legs, I rushed to obey. His palm pressed against my pussy and he spanked it hard. I cried out at the unexpected discipline and shook as the stinging agony spread across my sensitive folds.

  “That wasn’t an answer, little omega. I’ll ask only one more time and if you don’t answer, your bare little bottom is going to be paddled with your hairbrush instead of being allowed to come all over my cock. Now, do you think you did a good enough job sucking my cock to earn the privilege of riding it?” he pressed.

  “Yes, alpha,” I quivered, feeling his palm squeeze possessively in warning around my wet folds.

  “I do too. Now climb on and lower yourself onto my cock. You will take all of me, sweet girl, quickly enough that it hurts, omega. I want to hear your cries as you take every last inch of me inside that tight little pussy,” he demanded, and I trembled hard with need.

  “I understand, alpha,” I whimpered, feeling my inner walls clench desperately at the thought of taking all of him inside me.

  “Give me your hand,” he instructed, and I did. I wound my fingers through his, climbed up into his lap, and slowly mounted him. He held his cock steady as I positioned myself for his head to pierce my entrance. Once I was ready, I lowered myself onto him as swiftly as I could, unable to keep quiet my cries of pleasure at finally being granted his entire length and how much my body hurt taking all of it. His cock was enormous, and my pussy was wet, but it was still painful to feel him stretching me open all the same.

  I didn’t slow though. I took all of him because that was what he demanded of me and when he was fully inside me, I looked up at him nervously.

  “I can feel every time your tight little body clenches around my cock, little omega,” he murmured, and I blushed even more deeply. My inner walls fluttered hard and he grinned knowingly.

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��Ride me like you don’t want that little bottom paddled with your hairbrush now, sweet girl. I want to wear yourself out on my cock,” he demanded. I bit my lip and looked away, but he gripped my chin and forced me to look at him, and his eyes darkened considerably. His fingers dropped to my bottom in warning and I quickly rolled my hips like he wanted and as soon as I did, I groaned, feeling his thickness inside me.

  “You’re riding me like an omega that needs a spanking,” he warned, and I whimpered softly before putting more effort into my movements. I rocked back and forth, dragging myself up and down his cock. My clit pressed against his pelvis and I rolled myself so that I ground my needy bud against him.

  Fuck. His cock was so incredibly good.

  Facing him like this felt shameful. He could see every glimmer of pleasure cross over my features. I couldn’t hide from him. Not like this.

  “I want you to look at me when you come on my cock, Freya,” he demanded, and my entire body tightened up so hard that it hurt. I trembled on top of him, riding him even as he held my chin firmly in his grasp. I kept my eyes trained on his even though I wanted to look away. I didn’t want him to see me fall apart like this, but it soon became apparent that I wasn’t going to have a choice.

  I moved faster and rolled my hips harder. I took him as deep as I could, and I enjoyed every moment as I fucked him as hard as I needed. He never moved an inch, watching me as I took the pleasure that I wanted.

  When I didn’t bring myself to orgasm fast enough, he growled, and my core cramped ferociously hard. My pussy burned with heat and I felt a rush of slick surround his cock as he reminded me that I wasn’t in control. With a cry, I moved faster and within moments, I was on the edge of orgasm.

  “Don’t make me put you over my knee, still wet and needy, little omega. Come for me,” he warned.

  I came so hard I could have sworn I saw stars, but I didn’t stop there. I made myself orgasm on his cock over and over until my body burned with passionate bliss so strong that I drowned in it. The link pulsed between us, growing stronger by the moment. My skin simmered with heat and I bit my lip, riding him to completion again and again until I felt his seed spurt deep inside my pussy.

  In that moment, I accepted that I was his. I felt his own pleasure coursing through me through the bond, which only fueled mine even more intensely. I felt connected to him more fiercely than I ever had with anyone in my life and I reveled in that warm feeling like it was a gentle all-consuming embrace.

  When I was finally spent, he wrapped his arms around me, holding me close as I felt his seed drip from my body, down my thighs, and onto the floor beneath me.

  “That’s a very good girl. You rode my cock so well,” he whispered, and I whimpered softly, snuggling into the crook of his shoulder as I tried to catch my breath. His fingers traced up and down my back, before settling at the back of my scalp to gently pet my hair. It felt soothing and as I gathered myself once more, I pressed my lips softly against the side of his neck in a kiss.

  He turned my head and captured my mouth with his. His kiss was gentle and for the first time in my life, I felt my heart pulse for this man.

  I fought it with everything inside me, but the more time I spent with him, the more I feared that my heart might soon beat for him and only him.

  Chapter Five

  Freya

  Later that evening, I was curled up in my bed when a loud knock woke me from my sleep. I groaned, hoping it would go away, but it continued with a constant persistency that could no longer be ignored. It had been a number of days since I’d emerged from my kingdom and even though Valgertha was used to their ruler disappearing for periods of time when a mate was taken, it was always expected that they would return and lead. As such, there were systems in place to run things properly when I was otherwise occupied, but they were only designed to be temporary at best. Still a little tired, I sighed and gathered a blanket around myself. I pulled away from the warmth of Aric’s sleeping form and left the bedroom to go answer the door at the entryway to my chambers. When I opened it, one of the servants of my court was there to greet me.

  “Ariana,” I said softly in greeting.

  “My queen,” she answered, bowing her head in deference to me. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but there is an urgent matter that needs your attention. King Thranar from Ravenrath has arrived and he has requested a meeting with you as soon as possible.”

  “Has he said what he wanted?” I asked, furrowing my brow in concern.

  “No, Queen Freya. He’s simply requested your presence,” she replied. I chewed the inside of my cheek. Why would he be here? And why now?

  I’d had important visitors come from time to time, but they usually wanted something. This, however, was the first member of the ruling class who had come to me and it was slightly unnerving to know that he’d come himself rather than sending someone to do his bidding.

  “Prepare the room adjacent to my throne room for the two of us. Have the kitchen provide a variety of meats and cheeses fit for a king. Prepare only the best. Send someone to open one of the aged barrels of wine from the special royal stocks and have that served to him right away. I will be down to meet with him in a very short while,” I commanded, and she nodded.

  “I understand,” she answered, bowing her head just slightly.

  “After you take care of that, send someone here to tend to my quarters. Make sure a fresh meal is sent up to my bedroom for my guest,” I added, and her eyes lifted in curiosity. I was sure my people wanted to know more about the alpha in my bed and they would eventually, but I would tell them about him when I was good and ready.

  I wasn’t prepared to announce that an alpha had taken control of their queen and I was still grappling with the fact that I wasn’t just an alpha female, I was an omega too.

  My people were going to have to trust me. I hadn’t led them astray yet. I had only been their queen for a handful of months now, yet I had brought much honor and wealth to the citizens of Valgertha as a result of my leadership.

  “Yes, my queen,” she said carefully. I could see by the look on her face that she wanted to know more, but I wasn’t going to say anything else.

  “Thank you, Ariana,” I added with a smile. She nodded her head once more before turning away to go carry out her duties. I closed the door and ventured back upstairs, where I took a moment to wash myself of the events of the past few days. I cleansed my thighs and my face, and then I pulled on a pair of dark pants and laced up my dark green corset-style vest. I brushed out all the knots in my hair and prepared myself for what was to come. I stared into the mirror, seeing the remains of the pink blush on my cheeks and I absentmindedly wondered if it would be permanent. My dark blue eyes still appeared to be slightly dilated, giving me a slightly animalistic appearance. I pressed my fingers to the long scar that bisected my right eye, remembering the painful battle wound that had caused it. It had healed well, but it was still quite apparent across my face.

  I liked it though. It made me appear tough. It spoke to my experience in battle and that I’d earned my way to the crown.

  I closed my eyes and allowed the memory of the day I’d gotten it to wash over me. King Vageir had ordered us long ago to seize a grain mill along the banks of the Suna Kava river in the surrounding territory of Kaldar. The battle had started out in our favor and it quickly looked like we were gaining ground, but we had been betrayed. One of our own was bribed and gave up the information on our planned attack and it resulted in a defeat that blemished Vageir’s reign for years. Because of that treachery, our forces had been caught off guard by a secondary defensive maneuver. We were attacked from behind and our forces were decimated from the unexpected tactic. Our army had been unable to recover, and we lost that day. In time, King Vageir had led us to victory over Kaldar, but that had only occurred within the last year and since I’d taken the crown, I’d expanded our territory quite a bit since then.

  The vivid memory of the scent of burning wheat and flesh tore through
me and I shivered hard, remembering the screams of my comrades at my side. I had fought hard and had been rushing to fight by one of our best shield maiden’s side when my attacker had come out of nowhere. He caught me off guard with the edge of his blade across my face and I had slammed down onto the ground. My scalp had bounced off a large rock and everything had gone black.

  I’d woken up some time later under the light of the stars, bloody and alone in a battlefield of the dead and dying. Once I was able to gather myself, I’d escaped under the cover of nightfall, returning to Valgertha as the only survivor. No one else had made it out alive.

  Our enemy that day was King Thranar. We’d been fighting his army.

  He was a vicious ruler. His people feared him, but he had a ferocious reputation in battle, and he kept the city of Ravenrath obedient under his iron fist. No one dared defy him because they would end up dead if they did.

  I was different though. I didn’t answer to his rule.

  I lifted my chin, calling on the remnants of my inner alpha and even the recent emergence of my inner omega. I took a deep breath and as I stared into the mirror, I felt the two halves of me weave together into something far stronger than I ever felt before.

  I was alpha. I was omega.

  I was both.

  I reached for my crown and placed the thin woven gold band atop my head. It wasn’t decorated with jewels or anything ostentatious. Its design was simple and elegant, previously only worn by the kings of Valgertha, only to be worn by me now, as their queen.

  I growled, the sound low and vicious, even to me.

  I wasn’t afraid of King Thranar. He should be afraid of me.

  “That’s the look of a queen if I ever saw one,” Aric said, and I turned to face him.