Filed To Story: The Omega Destiny
“We have a million things we need to talk I can’t take it any longer little wolf; I need to be inside of you.” I rip off her shorts and that is the only warning she gets before I thrust into her tight, wet pussy. It feels like homecoming. “Fuck little wolf, you’re so wet for me.” I thrust into her as she digs her nails into my back and her Heels’ into my ass. “You feel so good in me Thane.” My little wolf is getting more vocal, and I love it. “You feel like you were made for me little wolf.” (thrust) “Your pussy is squeezing my cock so good. Feels so tight.” (thrust) “I can’t wait to make you mine little wolf.” (thrust) “Imagine me taking you from behind, shoving your head down as I rut you, having you at my mercy.” (thrust) “Marking you, sinking my teeth into your mating gland.” (thrust) “Feeling you come undone from the orgasm that ravages your body as I knot you.” (thrust) My filthy words causing her to moan louder with each statement. Each promise.
“Fates…Thane…Don’t stop…Yes…” her voice is raspy and dry from her moaning and heavy breathing. Hopefully I can talk Ayla into a mating ceremony where I will knot her afterwards per pack tradition. And hopefully that happens before her heat. If not then it will be a two for one special because I will be damned if she goes into heat and I don’t feel her every feeling, desire, and arousal as it was my own. “You’re mine little wolf. I am going to mark you and mate you again and again and again.” (thrust thrust thrust) “Do you want that little wolf?” (thrust) “Do you want my bite and knot? Are you going to be my good little girl and take my mark?” (thrust thrust thrust) “Yes…Yes…Thane…Oh shit…Yes…I want it.” Her back is arching off of the bed and I start to feel pressure building in my lower spine, my balls tightening, pleasure coursing through me from our skin touching. We are breathing heavy. I have sweat on my brow and trailing down my back. “Harder….Harder Thane..Please.” Fuck. All I was trying to hold back breaks
Cars. “I know what you through, and I start jack hammering into little wolfs tight pussy. The headboard is slamming into the wall and little pieces of dry wall are flaking off and onto the bed. Damn this is hot. “Yes…please little wolf’s begging is music to my need baby. Fuck, you have to come quick, I can’t hold back anymore.” “Don’t…please….don’t stop.”
Her body is stiffening and I put her legs over my shoulders, thrusting as hard as I can into her, giving her what she is begging for. Her hips feverishly thrust to meet mine and the sound of our bodies slapping each other can probably be heard a floor or two below, but I don’t care. I throw myself forward and devour her mouth with mine as I piston in and out. Her pussy starts fluttering around my cock and her body starts to spasm from the start of her orgasm that is consuming her. “Tell me your mine. Tell me you’re my good little omega. Her mouth drops open as she spasms in pleasure moaning and mewling, writhing under me. I am surprised to feel sharp claws rake down my back instead of soft nails. “Im..yours. im yours.. she whisper yells, which is my undoing.
I throw my head back, letting out a guttural growl as my pleasure shoots throw me. I can feel little wolf spasm around me, milking me of all my hot ropes of come. The thought of marking her inside and out has me practically going into a semi rut. I can’t stop thrusting into her as she rides out her orgasm and I finish my own. My short, shallow thrust ram my knot over her clit repeatedly prolonging both of our orgasms. I have never came so hard in my life. I pull myself up and look into little wolf’s eyes to find her already studying mine. A small tear escapes out of the corner of her eye and instead of wiping it away with my thumb I lick it off of her. ‘All of you is mine little wolf. Your laughs, your tears, your pleasure, all of it. Say your mine little wolf.” I don’t know why I need to keep hearing it, probably because I have lost everyone I have cared about, but I just need to hear it again. One last time I tell myself.
She cups my cheek and looks at me like I am her world. “I meant it Thane, I am yours. Only yours.” I place a few tender kisses on her lips and go to pull out when she stops me. “I just…I don’t know how to explain this.” she says meekly looking away. “Hey, don’t leave me. No secrets here. No shame. Tell me.” “I don’t know how to explain what I want. I don’t want you to leave me…physically. I feel like even now you aren’t close enough. I feel like I need to crawl inside of you. I just…I don’t want you to pull yourself out of me.”
feel the same way little wolf. When we mark each other, we Ah. Little wolf is as close to me as she can get, and it isn’t enough. will feel each other intensely, but even then, that wouldn’t be enough. You want me to stay inside you? I will. Locked together or not. I will stay here.” I grab a hold of her and motion for her to turn over as I pull out and get behind her. I grab her leg and lift it while I slide my dick back into her warm heat. “Mmmmm..that feels good.” she tells me as I cover us up with a sheet. “Yes it does little wolf, yes it does.” I tell her as I kiss the back of her neck and shoulders.
Thane, we have Kian. He came across the border and was picked up by patrol. Where do you want him? Cyrus mindlinks me thankfully after the best sex I have ever had.
Ayla
I awoke this morning to an empty bed. Instead of a warm, alpha Thane, there was a tray. One slice of chocolate cake and a note:
Little Wolf,
Sorry, I had to leave. Some answers have shown up and I need to ask my questions.
Eat this cake, then let me grovel.
I welcomed the sight of the cake. A perfect breakfast I am more than eager to have, but as I study the note, I can’t help by frown and furrow my brow little. I don’t have a name for Thane. He has little wolf, but what if I want to have my own term of endearment? Then the realization hit her that he has had a name for her since meeting her. That put a smile on her face as she sat up in bed and dug into her chocolate cake, feeling the happiest she has ever felt in quite some time.
A long hot bath later, I sat back on the couch and relaxed myself as planned to have some long conversations with Aramana about her white wolf status and my newfound bubble weapon. A shield, Thane had called it, and that is how I used it. Fitting, I sensed inward and reached my wolf, slumbering in her meadow, much like the vision I had when sedated. Can you explain to me the blue shield I used? “The shield is a flow of magic, made by the fates. The white wolves were passed several different gifting types. The blue magic you used is one. You can use it in a variety of ways, depending on what you want to do with it my child, but those intentions are yours alone. You have to decide them; you cannot be told. Only discovered. Do you know why we went many generations without the white wolves being born into our pack? I asked her, the question looming. I have never heard any theories growing up as to why it had not been passed to my father or his siblings. Only a true white wolf is to be the heir of our pack and technically white wolves are to be used as protectors in packs overall.
“The fates must have foreseen a problem in the bloodline. Or the bloodline caused a problem. I don’t know my child.” Well, that answers nothing. My father said nothing about it growing up. I remember much disappointment, a lot of researching, but no answers. “You do have a duty to use your gifting to bless this pack. Our mate needs his luna, and our people need our giftings. The thought of being with Thane as a fated mate was all I needed to be happy. The thought of becoming a luna to this pack fills me full of dread. Who would let a traumatized, broken wolf to lead them, an omega at that. Omegas were to take huge alpha knots and have pups, not lead with alphas, at least that was what I was taught.