This chapter contains explicit gay (MLM) content, including alpha/omega dynamics, knotting, Dom/sub behavior, and graphic intimacy. All present acts are consensual and intended for mature readers (18+) only. Viewer discretion is strongly advised.
In one swift motion, he closed the distance between us, towering over me, his scent suffocating me in the most intoxicating way.
"You're mine," he growled, voice thick with something between hunger and disbelief.
My wolf went still.
My knees buckled as his arms wrapped around me like steel bands. His nose buried in the crook of my neck. I gasped, breath trembling.
"Kael....." I whispered, my voice cracking.
And then he kissed me.
Not soft. Not sweet.
It was hungry. Possessive. The kind of kiss that carved a mark into your soul.
His teeth grazed my bottom lip before he bit down gently, a warning. A claim.
My back slammed against a tree, bark biting into my shoulders as his hands gripped my hips. I felt his control fraying, his wolf rising.
And under the moonlight, I gave in.
For once… I felt wanted.
I let myself feel. Because maybe...just maybe....This will be the last time I might feel or this is just the beginning of my happiness.
I just hope its the latter.
Kael growled low, the sound rumbling in his chest and vibrating through me. His hands moved, calloused fingers slipping beneath the hem of my shirt, dragging the fabric up slowly, reverently, as if he were unwrapping something sacred.
"You smell like home," he whispered into my skin, voice hoarse, reverent. "I've waited for this. For you."
My breath hitched as his lips trailed down the curve of my neck, warm and wet. His tongue flicked over my mating gland and my body arched toward him on instinct, heat flooding through me.
"I can feel it, Lyric," he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. "Our bond pulling tight. Tell me you feel it too."
"I do," I whispered, hands clutching at his shirt like it was the only thing tethering me to earth. "I feel you everywhere."
And I did.
It wasn't just lust.
It was need. Raw and ancient. The kind of pull that defied logic.
Kael sank to his knees before me, nuzzling into my belly, his hands cradling my hips like I was something precious.
The tandem friction of his hand and mine was starting to become
abrasive. But I had no idea that he would take the bold initiative of leaning forward and sucking the head of my dick into his mouth.
Erotic, wet heat bloomed around my crown and radiated as his lips wrapped me.
I jerked back so hard and with such a noisy gasp of sound Kael
laughed outright, shrugging at my wide-eyed look of surprise.
"I
mean, my mouth is right there."
His chin tipped down, and he let a string of spit drizzle onto his
own cock, completely unperturbed while my thighs tensed up so
hard they burned.
It had felt good.
So fucking good.
My thoughts
spun around in overdrive, at war with my body because I'd already
gone beyond a half-assed experimental exhibition session.
Moon Goddess, I
was standing between his legs jerking off while he jerked himself.
And I was itching for more.
"Do it again," I whispered, echoing his words from before.
His expression became studious, searching my face while his
strokes slowed.
I thought he might say something deny me, make
fun of me, jerk my chain somehow but instead, after a handful of
seconds, and with that molten gaze still pinned to mine, he tipped
forward, breath and lips ghosting hot over my tip as he flicked his
tongue at the ooze of precum from my slit.
I staggered in a breath and made a pitiful sound, this kind of
whimpering rasp, this was the first time someone had put their
mouth on my dick.
The whole
thing felt surreal, and suddenly, whatever mental shackles that'd
been hanging me up broke.
I shoved my pants farther down, to my knees, and when he
opened his mouth and took me deep, my hand jumped to the back
of his hair.
The hot
slip and slide of his mouth, the slurp and smack of his lips as he bobbed on my cock.
He was messy and completely unselfconscious
about it, which stoked my arousal that much higher.
"Holy fucking shit," I groaned, spreading my legs wider, muscles
straining to brace my weight and keep me from melting into a pud-
dle.
My
hand dropped to my balls, tugging at them, and his hand swerved in
to bat mine away as he took over.
He lapped fiendishly at me, taking
me hard and deep into the back of his throat, then spitting me out all
shiny and slick, dripping with his spit.
"I'm gonna cum," I warned him on a raspy exhale.
He pulled off me, cheeks flushed, his pupils wide and dark. His
lips were wet and swollen and so damn sexy it hurt.
"Alpha please dont do this" I begged.
He smiled like the devil.
"We're missing something key, aren't we?"
"No, we were definitely
not missing anything." I panted, confused, shaking my head pathetically.
"You sure?" Then he slid a wet finger behind my sac and brushed
over my hole.
I was soo wet.
My eyes fluttered closed, and I let out a whimper as he circled
my pucker with the tip of his finger. It felt amazing.
Worlds away
from my fumbling, amateur attempts at stimulating my prostate the
other night and on nights before.
Kael's finger edged back and forth
along my taint, then rubbed persistently at the tight ring of muscle,
shredding my restraint.
My hips tipped by a fraction at first, magnetized by the light pressure of his touch, then more insistently the
more he rubbed my hole but refused to breach it.
"P...please...just" I started to say, and that was the moment he
slipped the tip of his finger inside me.
I clenched instinctively, groaning through the burn of his invasion.
"Bear down pup, It helps," he directed and kept his finger still while
lifting his other hand to circle around my cock again.
Not enough
friction, not even close.
Just light, teasing strokes that distracted me
enough for him to slide his finger deeper inside.
"How's that?"
"Better." And absolutely nothing like doing it myself.
"Good because im going to fuck you like never before. you are going to see the outline of my dick protruding on your abdomen" He said with lust in his eyes.
"Please do" I whimpered.
He looked up, eyes glowing gold. "I'll stop if you want me to. Just say the word."
I touched his face. "Don't stop. Please, Kael… I want this. I want you."
With a growl of relief, he pressed a kiss to my navel before lifting me effortlessly. My legs wrapped around his waist, and he guided us down to the forest floor, moss and leaves cushioning my back. The canopy above us parted just enough to let the moonlight bathe us in silver.
Clothes were discarded in frantic, reverent movements. His hands never left me. He mapped my body like it was a territory he already knew but had longed to explore for years.
His body blanketed mine, hard muscle and searing heat, and his cock throbbed between us thick, hot, and already leaking.
I whimpered when he nudged it against me.
"Breathe, Lyric," Kael whispered, brushing his lips over mine. "Let me take care of you."
But he was so big. I had already started producing slick. We omegas produce slick to make things easier for an alpha to slide in without we getting hurt.
Kael was No normal size. He was big, dare I say huge. I know he is going to rip me apart with his cock and that got me even more excited than I should be.
When he thrust inside, the stretch burned, but it was the kind of pain that made me feel alive. My body welcomed him, clenched around him, and Kael groaned deeply, burying his face in the crook of my neck.
"Fuck," he rasped. "So tight. So perfect. You were made for me."
He moved slowly at first, letting me adjust, his hand stroking my side, grounding me.
But then instinct surged, and his hips began to roll, deep and possessive thrusts that had me gasping.
Our wolves howled beneath the surface, the bond thickening like smoke around us.
"Kael..." I moaned, clawing at his back. "I can't....It's too much.."
"Yes, you can," he growled. "Take it, Omega. Take all of me."
His rhythm grew brutal and beautiful, primal in its intensity. My world narrowed to the feel of him his cock stretching me, his scent marking every breath, his voice whispering my name like a prayer.
And then I felt it.
The pressure building at the base of his cock.
His knot.
Kael's voice dropped to a guttural snarl. "I'm going to knot you. Seal our bond."
"Do it," I gasped. "I want it....I need it."
His mouth latched onto my neck, right over the gland, and his teeth sank in. The pain was sharp, blinding and then everything changed.
Power surged through me as his mark took hold. Our bond solidified like iron. I felt him inside me his emotions, his soul.
Kael roared as he pushed in one final time, his knot swelling and locking him inside. Hot release flooded me as he came, pulsing deep within, filling me with his claim.
I sobbed his name, clinging to him as waves of pleasure shattered me.
We lay tangled together, breathless, still joined. His knot still held me in place, but his arms never loosened.
Kael nuzzled my hair, his voice a whisper. "You're mine, Lyric. My Omega. My mate."
I smiled against his skin. "Yours."
For the first time in forever, I felt safe. Claimed. Loved.
The forest was silent around us, save for the sound of our hearts beating in sync.
And under the stars, still knotted and marked, I realized
This wasn't the end.
It was only the beginning.