Noah’s POV
My breathy moans grow louder.
My thighs are trembling, tensing and relaxing as the aftershock of my orgasm washes over me.
In my own ears, I sound too loud and too needy.
Needy for my enemy’s touch.
He’s no longer touching me, but I can feel him behind me. The bed dips with his movements, and I hold my breath.
The noise of his mouth moving against my forbidden part, slick, and wet, keeps replaying in my ear.
A single drop of slick slips out of my hole, sliding down the back of my thigh and going lower.
"Angel?" he calls, and it’s not my name, but I respond.
"Y-yes?"
"Are you lucid?" he asks, voice breathy as I feel a bluntness nudging my hole. He’s not pushing in yet, but I can already feel the size of him.
Goddess...the air rushing into my lungs don’t know what to do with themselves.
It’s no longer just the heat. It’s like I’ve been stripped of all my elegance, and the real things I want...the Noah I try to hide is showing through.
My walls clench around nothing, sending more slick out of me, the sheets under me is wet.
I’m drooling.
I’m floating between heaven and Elias’s world. It’s not my world, it’s what he gives me, and I don’t mind.
My body and soul craves it.
No! Yes! Please...
My head is spinning. The heat that was burning my skin is suddenly in my head. My head is hot, I feel half satisfied after two orgasms...but no true heat is settled until the omega is knotted.
A loud slap on my soft ass pulls me out of my head and precum dribbles from my cock, wetting the sheets and adding to the mess of cum I’ve made.
"Stay with me, angel. Are you lucid?" he asks me, sliding the tip of his cock over my hole and over my perineum.
"Lucid..." my tongue is heavy as I repeat the word.
It feels overwhelming to not to be given what I want. It feels even more overwhelming how badly I want it. My body is calling for him, my scent grows even stronger.
The room smells like pure strawberry flavored sex.
Sweet yet filthy. I never knew I could smell this way.
"Lucid, beautiful? Are you breaking?" he asks and the logical part of me wakes briefly, putting up a show of shaking my head.
The alpha grabs my nape and forces my head into the sheet, ceasing my breath and my sight at the same time he thrusts into me.
"Aghh" my scream is muffled by the sheets under me.
"Fuck" I hear his hiss, breathing...I need to breathe.
Goddess...
It burns....it hurts so bad. The stretch is foreign, it’s nothing like the times I used my fingers to help myself.
No...it’s bigger, it’s realer, and it’s throbbing inside of me.
"Fuck" he repeats, but he doesn’t move, neither do I. I can’t move, he’s pinning me down by the nape.
My virgin body, new to the sensation is locked in place, tightening around the intrusion inside of me.
"Ahh..." I gasp as he releases me, the alpha places his hand on my back, moving his hand around my waist and propping me up on his cock.
Damaging me and fixing me at the same time.
The heat that made me feel like a crazy person just hours ago is seeping out of me, trickling out like lava, and I don’t know what takes hold of me...but I grind back on him.
"I’m trying to save you, angel" he groans, dick throbbing inside me.
"Give...give..AllNovelF(ull).Com" the unfamiliar words leave my mouth, and the alpha’s grip on me tighten.
I feel the way his strong grip stretches my hole. Spreading me and showing off the part of himself that is in me.
"I’ll give you everything, angel. Only because you belong to me" the possessive alpha’s words nearly get lost with how loud I moan.
His thumb rubs over my rim, feeling where we meet, and the sensation feels too much. Too much, too good, that I don’t want him to stop.
"Do you feel that?" he asks as something kisses my rim and my eyes widen.
It’s bigger than the rest of him that’s inside of him. He pulls back, taking it from me, then pushes back in.
My thighs get coated with so much wetness that I feel slick pooling at my knees.
"Do you feel it?" he asks and my only close mouthed response is a whimper. A broken and needy whimper.
"Once I do this, angel. There is no going back...your omega will crave me like a fiend. Look for me, beg for me, like my rocks...need me to exist" he moves his hips in a slow and controlled way.
He’s punishing me.
"Beg" he whispers, he sounds like he’s the one begging...his voice maintains its depth but carries a neediness.
"BEG" he roars, feeding me the feeling of his knot. He’s pushing it in halfway and taking it out.
"Please, please, please, please...ugh...please"
The pitiful mix of moan, whimper, and whine falls out of my mouth. It’s a prayer, not to the goddess who I serve, but to the god who I hate.
"PLEASE!" I shout desperately and he gives me just what I want.
Elias Deus forces his knot into me. Giving me the pain, the pleasure, the heaven and the hell all at once.
I cum for the third time, my walls spasm around him, clenching and unclenching hard and fast.
"Ahh..." I whimper as he cums inside of me.
His seed, hot in me, fills me and my eyes roll back in my head. My omega has gone quiet, taking the knot like it’s his first meal in years.
I’m satisfied to have what I shouldn’t want. And Goddess, this is better than anything I would have ever had.
"Good...are you with me?" Elias asks.
I can hear him clenching his teeth to talk to me. I can feel his length still jerking in me as he releases.
"N...no" I respond with a hiccup passing out from the fullness of him in me.