Alpha Inmate

He’s the luckiest bastard in the world.

He expected her to scream and put up a fight and maybe kick him in the balls.

He never dreamed his mouth would be where it is right now, her willingly grinding her pussy on his face, begging him to make her come.

Her slick stains his face and drips down his cheeks and chin obscenely as he eats her out. He sucks on her clit as if it’s the last time he’ll be able to.

But it can’t be. It just can’t.

He had an outline of a plan, before. But now that he’s tasted her…

There’s no way he will ever let her go.

He murmurs it into her pussy and she moans so loudly the thunder barely muffles the noise. Her thighs clamp around his face, squeezing tightly, but he would happily die buried in her honeyed slick.

One finger barely fits inside her, and his dick throbs painfully against his pants as he stretches her out. She stops breathing when he inserts the second one, her cunt contracting around him, and he groans.

“You’re so tight,” he hisses against her thigh. “How are you ever going to take my knot, baby? I’ll split you open.”

He presses a kiss to her clit, lazily sucking, and she explodes.

She’s babbling now, her words a combination of pleaseErikyesplease as she rides out her orgasm, convulsing on the bed. As she comes down from the high, he strokes her clit lazily, his tongue lapping up as much of her delicious juices as he can.

His cock is so hard he might explode.

He removes his fingers from her and brings them to his lips, sucking them clean, his eyes rolling into the back of his head at her taste.

Fuck.

She whimpers as he feels his way towards the bed, climbing in to join her.

“Baby.” He presses a kiss to her lips as she hums.

“Hmm?”

“Are you going into Heat tonight?”

She pauses.

If I took you tonight, could you handle me leaving before the sun comes up?

If she’s going into Heat, he won’t be able to knot her. He needs to leave her in a few hours, and he can’t do that if he’s locked inside her cunt.

“I—I took suppressants,” she breathes. “Before I went to bed.”

He chuckles. Of course she did. “And you thought that would keep me away, sweetheart?”

She shifts uncomfortably, but he holds her still, cradling her face in his hands. “You and I both know,” he purrs, “that suppressants only stop the Heat. Not the attraction.”

She tries to squirm away, but he holds her steady, swinging a thigh over hers. “You’re not going to deny this, us, anymore, are you, Ellie?”

Her scent spikes at his words, and she groans. “Not tonight, no,” she whispers.

He scoffs. “Not tonight,” he whispers. “But in the morning, you will. My sweet Omega. You’re always so good at lying to herself.”

He’s startled, but not surprised, as she lands a slap across his cheek.

“Fuck you,” she hisses, struggling in his grip.

“That’s the plan,” he growls as her scent grows sweeter. “But only if you’re a good girl.”

Another slap, and he’s able to grab her hands and pin them over her head.

It’s an incredible skill in the dark, really. She should be impressed.

But she’s as stubborn as ever, now that she’s gotten off.

“You’re a bastard,” she hisses, even as she lifts her lips, grinding against his clothed erection. Her slick stains the front of his pants, and he groans.

“I am,” he agrees. “The worst kind of monster. But you seem to like it.”

She arches her back, her wet pussy spreading slick all over the front of him. “I don’t like anything about you,” she gasps, her tone far from convincing.

“I can name some things you like about me,” he whispers back, his mouth descending to her neck. He presses gentle kisses against her soft skin, and soon she’s mewling, grinding against him recklessly.

“Fuck,” he groans. “You’re soaking us both, baby.”

The lightning flashes, and he glimpses her perfect body in the light, the opening of her cunt glistening with slick. Her eyes match the hunger in his, with her delicate mouth slightly parted in anticipation. She struggles against his grip, and he lets one of her hands go free as she reaches for his cock, squeezing hard.

The room grows dark again.

He moans deeply and she grips harder.

“Oh, fuck,” she whispers. “You’re so big. I’ve never…”

And he realizes with a triumph that she’s never been with another Alpha.

“Mine,” he growls, as he lets her other hand go free. She sits up and reaches for him, pulling him in for another kiss, her tongue licking her juices from his mouth.

His girl is positively filthy.

Her hands tug at his shirt, and he pulls it off, tossing it to the floor. Cold fingers run up and down his chest, feeling every muscle that was hiding underneath the cotton scrubs.

She doesn’t see the smirk on his face as she hums in approval at his sculpted body.

But suddenly she takes control, pushing him back on the bed and straddling him. His hands find her hips and grip tightly, as his Omega takes what she wants.