Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
“Just say my dick makes you jealous Thane.” He scoffs as I walk back to what is left of my door.
“I take it that not having a door is why we need to evacuate the building?”
“Yep.” I answer.
“Someone tried to get in?” Thane stiffens, he takes all threats on she-wolves very seriously.
“No, worse.”
“What?” He asks confused.
“Rhonda.” Thane visibly shudders probably thinking of all the times he’s had to pry her off one of us.
“Rhonda made the hole in your door?”
“No, my girl did.”
“How does a she-wolf in heat make a hole in a door?” Thane doesn’t sound like he believes me.
“She tackled me through it.”
“What?” Thane’s eyes go wide as he is trying to figure out why she is able to do that during her heat, comparing it to Ayla’s, I’m sure.
They are nothing alike.
“Turns out Alpha she-wolves aren’t incoherent, mindless lust machines when they are in heat. Well, they are, but they are very strong, insatiable, and very aggressive. She would have killed Rhonda.
“You’re joking.” Thane laughs, seriously not believing me until he notices that I’m not laughing. No, I’m thinking about how I can keep going on without losing my dick.
I hear a rustle and don’t even need to look behind me to know that Raven is awake already. A low and fierce growl leaves her and Thane swallows hard, watching my face as Fireball starts to snarl.
“Why is she growling at me?”
“My girl is a little….territorial and possessive.” I smile at him, proud but I refuse to turn around and smile to her. Not until he leaves and she eats.
Then she can ride my face all she wants.
Within reason….No, she can. I’m too afraid to tell her no.
“Makes sense…..Can you maybe…tell her I’m not interested in you like that and have no plans on getting involved in what you are doing so she doesn’t eat me?”
“I think you better get out of here.” I feel Raven crawling off the broken futon and stalking toward the door.
Ride It to Oblivion…
Spicy Chapter
Cyrus
It is not fun. Well, it started that way. I beat that pussy within an inch of its life and Raven still isn’t satisfied. As soon as my knot deflates, she bounces right back, moaning and ravenous for me. Clawing my back to shreds as her cries echo throughout our tiny apartment.
Sucks for the others living in the building.
I could care less.
A Ravenous Raven, that is what I have as I currently look down, gripping her neck pounding into her hot heat over and over again. My naughty girl wants to screw all day while listening to my filthy words while taking my knot. I thrust it against her swollen clit repeatedly, the sensation driving us both to the brink of insanity chasing that ecstasy just around the corner.
“That’s it. Right there…take it…fucking take what’s yours Raven…..Take it…fuuuu…” I moan loudly as my eyes roll in the back of my head as my knot pops into Fireball’s-soaked heat. I hold onto her hips for dear life as she thrust hard against me, her orgasm washing over her as she melts into the bed, screaming from the shock of pleasure that hits your system when we lock together. My dick spasms within her, each spasm pulling more sounds and pleasure from me and hot ropes to fill her with.
Fireball is convulsing in pleasure underneath me. There is no other way to describe how lost she is in her pleasure. She moans my name half incoherently, her breaths come out ragged and hard. She has no contorl of her body as her orgasm rocks every inch of her.
“18….That’s 18 damn times I’ve knotted you. My damn pussy can’t get enough of me, can it?” I thrust forward; we both moan in unison. As I’m breathing hard and fast, trying to catch my breath. I’m chiseled and in the best shape of my life and red-haired murder queen is going to ruin me.
“Harder.” Raven groans as she starts riding my knot from under me. There hasn’t been a moment yet where she has turned into a sex crazed, mindless mess. When she isn’t lucid, she is aggressive, possessive, hungry and dirty.
My forehead is wet with sweat as well as my curls. We both need power washing, and I think she needs something to drink. She’s panting, digging her nails in, trying to ride me as I can feel her temperature rise and her scent thicken the air again.
She is craving another knot while she is knotted, and it is only day one.
I’m royally screwed.
I can’t wait.
“No…you need something to drink. You need food, calories and whatever to keep your strength up. I can’t bang this pretty pussy all night if you are dying from dehydration.” The thought of doing that and Raven’s scent has my dick hard for the last 6 hours straight.
“No….I want more.” Her eyes flare with that fire within her, that stubborn streak and that Alpha blood.
“Too bad. You can have more after you drink.” Raven starts to grind her heat up and down, grinding herself into me.
“I said no. You have to wait.” I smack the top of her heat, and she moans louder. Probably wasn’t my best idea. I try to think of thoughts that will speed up my knot deflating so I can take care of my girl. She, however, refuses to stop her ministration.
It seems like it takes ages but, my knot finally deflates, and I have to wrestle her like a damn octopus to get out of her tight heat. Raven tries her hardest to grab, pull and cling to me. Watching myself pull out of her as I try to fight her off at the same time, makes me hard all over again and I have to fight the desire to plunge back home.
Eireball is growling as I pull out of her heat. Her wolf surging forward and appearing to take control over Raven. She snarls at me as I swat her hands away and stand. “I’m going to get you some water. You are going to drink it all and then I going to shove your face into the mattress and rut your from behind and you’re going to take it because you’re my naughty girl, aren’t you?” I thread my hands into the back of her hair and yank her head back to place a firm kiss on her pouty lips, reminding her who is in charge during this heat.
Fireball nips my lip with her fang and should’ve known that my mate wouldn’t have normal heats. I should have seen this coming. We’re both unhinged and barely stable…I better hide my knife…or wait, I better include my knife…yeah that’s a better plan.
I remove my hand from her hair and push her back into the bed while I head toward the kitchen. I need to get my girl some water fast and I hope to the fates there is a granola bar somewhere. I better mind-link for some food so she doesn’t lose a bunch of weight.
Ride It to Oblivion…
As I’m walking, I hear her growl but before I can turn around, she is on me, climbing my back like a damn tree. I lose my balance from the speed at which she jumps on me fall forward.
I’m not prepared for this and I’m slightly scared.
“Naughty girls that don’t drink water don’t get the Knot Fireball, better get off of me.” She lands on my back as I hit the cold floor, kissing my neck and running her fangs all over. Occasionally biting and sucking on me.
I’m going to be covered in spots soon.