She had squirted all over him, she could hear it the nasty squelch of her pussy around his fingers, the cascade of slick down her thighs, pooling at her feet. The seesaw of a tender then brutal touch as she squirmed into his unforgiving hands. Her fingers dug into the metal as he continued brutally. He did not care for the sensitive ache of her fresh orgasm.
He was still strumming at her with ease, but a turn of her head and she noted that his other hand was now fisting his cock, palming the head and beating hard down the shaft. His thumb hooked into the purple tip, pre-cum beading as he spread himself with her wetness, mopping up her slick from shaft to tip. His cock was so hot it seemed to scald her in a good way. The sugar of her scent was mixing with his musky ozone, thunder roaring. But it was the pounding on the door that had her startled from her staring.
The fists on the door. One. Two. Three. One. Two. Three. Her Alphas. Her other Alphas. They were trying to enter, begging for someone to open the damn door. But they couldn't do it, not with Dante's command. Her cheeks grew red, awareness dripping in. Fuck, it wasn't right to fuck Dante. It wasn't right to—
"They want in," Dante purred. "They smell you, seeping through the cracks of the door. They're all so fucking horny, so needy for you. Let's show them how it's done. How an Alpha should satisfy their Omega." He sneered.
He turned her over then. Had her gasping as his palm skirted her thigh, hitched her high up against the frame of the door. Her heart was pounding as she stared face to face at Dante, feeling the pressure of knocking fists against her back. The press of Halcyon's eyes, watching as she gave herself up completely. And it felt so fucking good, her clit seemed to pound, shivering, her body only wetter. Her heart soared. They could see, could feel, could smell that she was such a fucking slu—
"You're my slut," he purred. A jarring smack on her ass had her grunting against him, knees raised higher onto his shoulders, hands around his neck. He had her spread, knee to chest, pussy obscenely visible. He snarled, pushing her leg up only higher. " My fucking slut."
She could feel him, the angry swollen spring of his cock against the crack of her ass, spilling cum all over her spine, hot, heavy and so fucking thick. He pulled back, pubic curls brushing against her skin. And she watched as he toyed with her with his massive curved, veiny cock, watched as he leaned back to twirl the head in her folds once again. The eye kissed at her clit. His smile was fucking diabolical.
"You smell so fucking good," he continued on, had her trap in his little game as she grinded her hips in helpless shitty circles. "Ever since we fucked, I've always wanted to devour you so fucking slowly—" She couldn't help herself, couldn't help the impatience that burned in her. The sudden voice that returned to her, the sudden need to defy him.
"Will you hurry the fuck up?" But that came out more like a moan, gurgled from her throat and thick with sex.
His eyes flashed, crimson twisting free. The grin was twisted. "Omega, making demands." Her cheeks burned, fingers growing tight around his neck, nails digging. The pounding on the door continued on her back, shivering up her spine. She could not bring herself to look at Halcyon. "What do you want?" The dirty grin was back and growing.
"If you're going to do it hurry up," she wiggled on his cock, pushed against him and he tutted like an idiot despite his Rut, despite his Rampage. He was still that same asshole. Her knees bucked on his shoulders as he sandwiched her down, folding her body against his, pressing her open. His cock slapped against her mound, slipping over her pussy. She groaned. "God, you're going to fucking kill me."
"Don't hide your face," he purred. "Let Halcyon see how needy our mate is," he hissed, "look at what you do to him." And her eyes fluttered to the Alpha, felt a roar of red on her cheek at the open mouth gape.
Halcyon was drooling with pleasure, drooling like it was good to watch her, body burnt red, eyes so wide with plea. His cock swollen and hard in his hands, he looked halfway gone, seemed almost in tears. It was sexy as fuck when he came to just her eyes meeting his, spilling all over himself with a whine. Her name was on his tongue, and his scent warmed, vanilla spiking deliciously. It made her buck into Dante, squeezing only tighter.
"I don't know how he managed to pleasure you properly for your first Heat," Dante hummed. "He never lasts."
"F-fuck off—" She groaned when Dante's cock slipped away teasingly. "How are you in Rut and holding back at the same fucking time—"
"Say it," he hissed. "Say what you want, Omega."
Her eyes flashed. But pleasure bubbled through her. Consent. He was willing to wait for her consent. That had her Omega practically melting in his lap, her mind breaking into pieces. "Fuck me. Just fucking fuck me and let me come—"
He was slow, ever so fucking slow as he pushed in, she had no goddamn idea how he had the restraint to be slow. It did not matter that she'd coated him so deeply with slick, that this would not be her first time with him. But her walls still seemed too tight despite the buttery spread of her arousal. And she was drowning in his cock, body clenching all around him, contracting again and again. But euphoria flooded through her, and her Omega sobbed with relief.
"Tight," he commented, the spongy mushroom head now deep within her. "So fucking tight and good." And she panted, horrified that he merely had the head in. The stretch was still too fucking good. It tiptoed between pain and pleasure, and he had her spread so wide it felt like she was losing her virginity again with her knees pressed almost to her chest. "Gonna knot you," he snarled. "Gonna fuck you so fucking full." There was elation that spread across his face, a sudden wildness that had her heart pounding when she looked at him.
And then he slammed all the way in like a motherfucker, burying his cock to the hilt, had her crashing against the door. He was so deep that she could feel the quiver of his abdomen around her ass cheeks, the slap of his balls on her skin. She gasped and then she was choking, gasping as he thrust like a beast, fucking her at a sudden jackhammering speed as if crazed. Her every breath was ragged out, teeth clenched, little 'ah-ah-ah' cries escaping from her.
But she didn't fucking care, couldn't fucking care. All she could do was experience, and feel as he picked up speed, battering her to her limits. But his eyes were shimmering, shimmering with a reverence she didn't understand, a relief, a twisted warmth. A deep heated burn that made her skin tingle and her chest grow hot.
"G-god," she stifled a scream.
"Nngh, good Omega," he rasped, body shuddering. He was feral with each heavy slam of his hips and the air now filled with the ringing sounds of smacking, the obscene squelch of her pussy, the feverish panting. The moaning. She could feel him every fucking inch every fucking vein with each carnal frenzied pump, each bounce. And she was losing her god damn mind. "Taking my cock so fucking good."
His tongue sought hers, open, fierce and wet. He fucked her mouth with his tongue. She allowed him to, felt as if she'd stopped breathing when she parted from him panting. And his eyes were glazed when he stared unfocused and yet so deeply interested by her neck and the visual of her pussy swallowing him up again and again.
"Dante," she cried, couldn't help it when he hit so deep her voice exploded from her throat. And his lips curled, revealing teeth. "Dante."
"Don't hold back your pretty voice," he groaned, "show our mate what a gorgeous Omega you are." And he spun her over, took her from the pound of the door to fuck into her standing. It had her startled, the gasp echoing from her throat. He allowed Halcyon to watch at eye level, allowed him to stare at the meeting of his cock into her pussy. And her shame seemed to twist into a rising pleasure, cheeks burning as she squeezed harder around him. "She just loves being watched." Dante crooned. "She's so much tighter when you stare.
Halcyon stared at the brutal race of her orgasm, and when she came again, cum running down her thighs, gushing hard she watched as delight sparked in his eyes. The reverence returning with vengeance as he fucked his fist like a maniac. He smiled at her with stars in his eyes.
And it seemed to piss Dante off because the Alpha was spinning her over to fuck her, slamming her once again upon the door to press his forehead against hers, filling her vision. "You're mine," he snarled. "I'll protect you forever. I'll care for you. I'll worship you. You're mine. You're mine. You're mine. Not his. Mine."
He was like an animal, feral and desperate, mad and yet so fucking good. Lost to everything but flesh on flesh, skin on skin. His eyes were piercing when he kissed her once more, kissed her and sealed something deep in her heart, until the world seemed to fade into nothing. It was as if there was nothing more than the fire of thrusting, of panting, of lips, tongue and heat, of pulsing hearts. His eyes were the liquid void, and also a galaxy of stars.
"F-f-fuck!" A sharp thrust, and she felt Dante finally buck frantically, breathless, lacking in the usual finesse of each deep stroke as his balls seized, knot growing. He quaked, body scorching as he roared through his pleasure, holding her tighter to himself.
And she gasped as he came, so fast, so thick, so fucking hot. It was nothing like she'd ever experienced, sensation running all over. Her belly convulsed as he held her down tight against him, cock jerking inside of her slippery as molten seed ran down her thighs. His knot was plugging her all up, now inflating to keep it all in. It was disappointing fast, disappointingly quick, she wanted more—
And then he fucked in again with his hands on her wrist, pulled her back as he thrusted in hard. He slammed into her, pulse after pulse, through rope after rope of hot cum. He ignored the swell of his dick at the base, rubbed at all the good parts inside her with a snarl. Her head was dizzy as he used her through overstimulation, his body quaking through yet another orgasm that had her collapsing into his arms.
He was filling her up, still fucking filling her all the way.
And it was so fucking good.
"Got to get it all in," he breathed in delight, soaring through his pleasure, laboured breaths growing. "Got to make sure it's all the way up in there. I'm going to make her ours." He swore, and she hated that her head drooped, submission revealed, neck automatically given, which had him purring in approval.
It was the wrong move.
She didn't notice it, couldn't have seen the flash of incisors. But she did see the alarm in Halcyon's eyes when he stared at them as he rose from his third orgasm, spiderweb cum all over his belly. The sudden dip of his brow as if something was wrong. She struggled, slapped a hand over her neck, over where he might bite. But the fucker swerved, swerved to sink his teeth deep into her shoulder, sank venom so deeply into her veins that crimson streamed from her flesh.
He claimed her.
Her gasp was violent, jostled through her as the pain came, had her seizing. But then it was followed by the pleasure so sharp it had her soaring over nirvana and tumbling through a final orgasm, squeezing him all over. The bliss remained growing as her mind transformed, as her body swayed, as her soul convulsed and tethered to Dante's soul, followed by the six others that lingered closely behind.
Levi. Seraphim. Kieran. Valentino. Altair. Halcyon.
He marked her.
And she came again when he withdrew from her flesh, body curved into a violent C as her folds squeezed one last time on his cock, convulsing all over him. Her lips parting as she moaned through yet another quaking climax that had her knees shaking all around him. He rose from her lips stained, venom searing as their bond was partially completed, enough to lock her down, enough to make her his.
He fucking mated with her.
She collapsed against him, still locked, still shaking. But Dante's face was what destroyed her, the look of utter satisfaction and then a sudden, sharp, painful horror as the Rut and the Rampage left him. His knot was torn out of her painfully when he stepped back, had her Omega whimpering, blood bubbling not only down her shoulders but also her thighs.
One second after and already he was regretting his fucking decision.
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