IT’D BEEN a long time since I used my bark intentionally. It snuck out now and again. In the army plenty. In the club occasionally, like while I was bouncing at the bar and a dickhead couldn’t take a fucking suggestion without you proving you were the bigger alpha in the argument. I’d never used it like this though, and in spite of Baby’s careful coaxing, I flinched at the sound, soft as it was.
That flinch melted in the face of my sweet kitten’s beaming smile, brilliant in the shadow of the nest. If I weren’t so perfectly satisfied beneath her, I would’ve gotten up and turned some lights on.
But my eyes were adjusted to the dark and I could see the most important thing in the room.
Baby, peeling that sweet little dress of hers up over her head, the lacy red bra Bomber had picked out for her turned gray against the blue dark of the room.
“Hands by my head,” I said, that hollow ringing command still held in check.
Baby paused and raised her eyebrow at me. “I was undressing.” But she didn’t resist the call, her body leaning forward until her hands were sinking into pillows on either side of my head.
“I’m helping,” I said tipping my head beneath hers and then hooking my thumbs into the hips of her leggings and panties, and caressing the soft skin I found as I pulled them down. “One leg out.”
Her cheeks flushed and tiny quick breaths panted from her lips as she peeled one leg free. I guided her knee up to next to my side and then freed her other leg. Baby’s bottom lip was between her teeth as I settled her knees on either side of my chest. Goddamn, she had freckles all the way up to her sex.
“Kiss,” I said, goosebumps rolling under my fingertips as I used my alpha bark on her.
I stretched so she didn’t have to contort so much, sucked hard at her full lips as if they were fruit until she was whimpering against my mouth. Then I relaxed back into the nest and grinned at her.
“Your other lips, kitten.”
Baby moaned and sat up on her knees, her sex already shining as she shuffled forward to poise herself above my mouth.
“What’s a girl got to do to get a fuckin’ knot around here?” she asked, grinning. Her thighs were trembling, and I couldn’t wait to really make her shake.
“Sit on my face and find out,” I answered, dropping the bark for the moment. Fuck, if she really wanted my knot, it was certainly doing it’s best to be ready for her.
“Shit, Bullet, I—“ “Sit.”
Just like that, I had a mouthful of silky-soft, slippery, wet pussy. Baby and I both laughed at her quick response to my bark, then she whined and her thighs trembled and tensed, holding herself back from grinding. That wouldn’t do. I wanted my sweet girl so out of her mind, she couldn’t help but ride
my mouth for more.
I wrapped my hands around the full cheeks of her ass and gripped tight, my chest puffing up at the hitch in her breath. I pulled her down to press against my mouth, parting my lips and dragging my tongue slowly through her slit, parting tender folds with a cut of pleasure until I found her clit.
“Fuuuck,” Baby hissed as I sucked on the spot, her hips already bucking. I purred and her laugh was high and breathless, trembling with a whine.
The room was thick with honeysuckle and cake, and I was sucking her flavor down with every lick. I wanted to throw her to the mattress, tear open my pants, and fuck her until she was too full of me to even think of words. Shit. Baby was gonna put me in a rut to match her heat. Her body bowed above me and I feasted on her, gazing up at her breasts hanging and heaving with desperate breaths. I wanted my mouth on those too, leaving beard burn on that perfect, freckled skin.
I growled as her hands dug into my hair, her hips lifting from my mouth slightly.
“Can I?”
“You better hold on, kitten. I’m not comin’ up for air again until you’ve soaked my beard in that sweet cream of yours,” I growled.
Baby’s giggle was nervous. “Now who’s the feline?”
I grinned and then slid my hands from her ass to her thighs, guiding her back down. It was about time my girl knew how long I could hold my breath. I pulled her higher, teasing the lips of her sex with sucks and nibbles, her thighs around my ears muffling her happy cries. When I found her opening with the tip of my tongue, all sounds above stopped as she held her breath and waited. I didn’t. I fucked my tongue up inside her, growling at that tart fruit and cake batter flavor of her. I’d grabbed dinner on the road, and now I wanted my fuckin’ dessert.
Baby’s fingers clenched in my hair, and her thighs squeezed as she wiggled and squirmed. I growled and thrust my tongue inside of her, slurping and devouring every drop of her. My nose was against her clit, nudging as I feasted, my beard massaging every swollen and needy inch of her pussy.
Thank fuck Juliet had given me her extreme conditioner, ‘cause I wanted my kitten feeling my beard in the best way rather than the one that would leave her stinging.
“Oh fuck, Bullet, honey, I need your cock,” Baby whimpered. I tugged her harder against my face, purring for her pleasure and wanting to grin at the high squeaking sighs it caused to fall from her lips.
She was shaking and riding my face, her little fingers threatening to rearrange my hairline, but I wasn’t gonna stop until Baby screamed my name and gave my thirsty mouth a good drink.
Apparently, that wasn’t gonna take long.
“Damn, your fuckin’… omigod, Bulllllll,” she squealed as I wormed my tongue around the inside of her cunt, growling and burrowing against her, my chest tight for air.
And then she squeezed, thighs shaking fully, her voice crying out and body swaying as she lost control and came to a fast and ragged climax. I groaned, pulling her slowly back so I could catch my breath and lick my goddamn lips because Baby had turned me into a frosted cupcake and I was feeling it.
“Fuck me,” Baby sighed, which might have been an expression of shock more than a request but since that was the plan anyway, I threw her back into the cushions, limp and covered in a blush of arousal.
Baby grinned at me as I shuffled up onto my knees, my hands going for my pants. Her eyes were heavy-lidded with satisfaction and she stretched in the nest, knees high and parted wide to welcome me, pussy still glistening with her release.
“You better be taking all of that off,” Baby said, raising an eyebrow as I pushed my pants down my hips.
I looked down. My cock was out and aching, and my knot was all but fully blown. But Baby was right. I didn’t wanna fuck her like a bar hookup, ready to pull my jeans back up after getting my dick wet. I yanked my t-shirt up over my head in a clumsy maneuver that made my girl release a sweet giggle, and then scrambled out of my jeans and boxers. I fell forward as I kicked out of the last leg of my pants, catching myself above Baby’s grinning face.
That face needed kissing.
She giggled and sighed as I dove down for her mouth, her hands reaching up to hold my jaw. She wasn’t shy of her own taste on my lips. Instead, she tried to pull me closer, one hand sliding down my back to try and force me to fall against her. Baby liked having us close, and it gave me a giddy sensation to be needed by her. There was just something I needed first.
I licked into Baby’s mouth, teasing against her tongue like I had in her cunt, waiting until she was whining at the back of her throat to pull away. I ducked out from under her hands, taking them in my own and pushing them back into the pillows above her head as I licked swirling patterns down her
throat, over her chest, to her breasts.
“Bullet, honey, I need your knot.”
She did. I could hear it in her voice, bordering on pain for how badly she wanted to be filled. I wasn’t in much better shape, my knot throbbing, but if I was going to fall into a rut once I got balls deep in my kitten, then I wasn’t going to rush getting there. She deserved pleasure too intense to think straight and I liked to hear her beg.
I pulled a breast to my mouth, sucking at the perfect pointed tip, dragging my teeth across as I fondled the other in my hand, fingertips mapping every plush inch. Baby’s fingers dug into my hair again, long slender legs twisting around my hips, heels digging into my ass in an attempt to drive me in. I sank slightly, letting her feel my length against those tender lips I’d savored.
“Bullet, please,” Baby cried.
I rolled my hips, coating myself in her juices, teasing her clit with the head of my cock. “Kitten, hasn’t anyone taught you patience?” I asked, grinning. I lifted my head and marveled at the sight before me. Lips bitten and swollen, pupils blown black with desire. Baby looked senseless and lost to her heat. It was time to stop teasing my girl.
I sat back on my heels and wrapped my hands around her hips, lining myself up at her entrance with three more quick slides against her dripping core. I knew Baby would want me close and heavy against her, but there was no way I was missing the view of sinking inch by inch into her tight, wet heat as her body arched into the pressure, voice singing out in relief as I filled her.
I didn’t stop, didn’t test her with a few thrusts. Baby needed me, and she would have me from tip to hilt.
Her body barely resisted my knot, greedy lips swallowing me down. It was agonizing and perfect, and I strained against the impulse to let my eyes slide shut in pleasure, especially as she started to clench and flutter around me, an orgasm immediate upon my knot swelling and filling her.
Another time, I would fuck her with my cock until her release ran down my thighs, but right now Baby needed a different kind of pounding, one that was all pressure and little thrust.
I swallowed hard at the exquisite hold of her cunt around my knot, her body gasping and clasping onto me.
“Fuck, kitten, you feel so fucking good.” An omega fit an alpha’s knot like a tight sleeve of pleasure and Baby was designed for me. I rocked, my fingers in a bruising grip on her hips and ass,
and touched every tender nerve inside of her, reveling in the rippling response of her body massaging around my cock.
Baby was out of words, head tossing her red mane into a wild mess, breasts still pink from my hands and mouth, fingers digging into pillows, all while she was battered against endless pleasure. I groaned at the picture of her, at the exquisite torture of her milking my cock for more, and then collapsed forward, arms sliding under her back to hold her against my chest.
The rut was coming on, vision hazing and thoughts losing meaning. All I had was Baby clinging and clawing, her wordless cries in my ear urging me on. Rock, fuck, suck. I bent my head to her throat and licked over her pulse, teeth aching to bury themselves into her throat.
Another time. It was my last coherent thought before the alpha rut took over and I bucked and snarled Baby through endless orgasms.
