Page 23 of Alpha’s Conquest

“I told you I could only say no so many times, omega. And I don’t think I can anymore. So sleep on the damn couch if you want me to keep my goddamn hands off you.”

Did I want that? I knew I should. If I said no to this feeling one more time, that would be it. I would go home, and this would end. But then I would never smell his scent again. I would live the rest of my life never feeling so utterly lost in someone’s eyes. Whatever this was between us was wrong and reckless, but it was what I had always dreamed of. If only it hadn’t been him.

“Why did it have to be you?” My husky words hung between us, the reasons for our hesitation a distant memory, as if they didn’t exist. I loved and hated this torment all at once. I hated what it would cost me, but to feel this insanity, it was like a dream.

My entire body wanted this, wanted him. His lips were so close, I could taste them. His hand shook, and those thick, strong fingers glided down my neck, holding me captive. He could choke me, and I still wouldn’t have run away. I forgot how to breathe, how to think, how to move. There was only Adam.

Our lips met, and the dam broke. It shattered into a thousand pieces, as if it had never existed.

His kiss went from hesitation to pure hunger within moments, and I matched it with my own desire, needing him so desperately I could barely move. With nothing to stop me, I took what I wanted, and he did the same. It felt so damn good being in his arms. The pheromones on his lips. The scent of grass and soil that never seemed to leave him. And the touch of his tongue on my mouth. He was intoxicating.

He picked me up, and I jumped into his sturdy arms, wrapping my legs around his waist, our lips not parting for a second. Kiss after kiss, tunneling my hands through his red hair, only breaking from his lips to kiss every inch of his sunburned face. I loved his freckles. Marshall had freckles too, but they were sparse and had faded over time. Adam’s were fresh and dark against his tanned skin, dotting along the slight burn on his forehead. His tongue slipped out, and he licked all the way up my neck, pressing against my rapid pulse, as if he was tasting my heartbeat.

Adam carried me to the sunroom and locked the doors behind us. The golden sunlit glow had faded to the dark blue of night, leaving it dark and quiet, a hidden place where we could be alone. He brought me here, to his sanctuary. My heart fluttered in my chest at the thought. He spread a blanket on the tile floor, one he’d grabbed when I was distracted by his kisses.

Our clothes followed the blanket to the floor, one by one until we were both naked. Our lips met again with nothing between us, the fervor growing with each touch, with every moment. He was forbidden fruit, and I was already addicted. He laid me out on the blanket, fitting his large body between my legs. I was throbbing deep inside, dripping all over my legs for him. If he touched my cock right now, it would explode all over our bodies.

Rain began to fall, pounding the glass ceiling above our heads, that soft scent of water mixing with his earthy smell. His pheromones surrounded me from head to toe, welcoming me into his embrace, calling me home where I had always belonged. I was made for him, and he for me.

The fevered rush of our bodies grew, the need to possess overtaking us. When he pressed his cock against the pool of slick on my ass, I threw my head back with a gasp and sank my nails into his back. He pushed inside me, giving me more and more of his length until I was certain there would be nothing else, but there was somehow still more. I shuddered against his chest as his hips touched my ass, his cock fully inside me. God, he was thick. I’d never been with an Alpha this big before. They were known for having giant cocks, but even this was pushing it. If I weren’t this wet, I wondered if he would tear me by accident.

His scarred hand gently petted my hair, waiting for my shivers to die down. “I won’t hurt you.” More pets, more gentle kisses against my neck, my ear, my cheek. “You’re my omega. You can take whatever I give you, right?” He thrust deep inside me to prove his point, drinking up every whine and moan from my lips.

I wanted to believe him. More than that, I wanted to please him, even if my ass felt like it was about to split in two with every thrust of his massive cock. It was almost painful, but it teetered on the edge between discomfort and the most intense pleasure I’d ever felt. Maybe it was his length, or how thick he was. His cock was hitting places inside me no one had ever touched before.

“You smell so fucking good, omega.” I felt like I would crumble into pieces when he sniffed my neck. A deep, pleased growl grew in his throat as he smelled me. “Your scent has been driving me crazy. You smell like rain. Rain and cedar. Has anyone ever told you that?”

I shook my head, giving a small whine as an answer when I couldn’t speak. My pheromones had always been so faint, it was almost as if I didn’t have a scent at all. And now he was smelling my skin like I was covered in perfume.

Gasping, I bucked against him when he slammed into a spot deep inside me, one that made me tremble all over. “Ahh, fuck,” I yelped, tossing my head back against the blanket. His arm slid underneath my neck and head, protecting me from the hard floor as I writhed and moaned.

“That’s the spot,” he growled, slamming into it over and over, making me lose my fucking mind.

I shuddered, my legs rising of their own accord, my toes curling, the pleasure so intense I could barely breathe. He unlocked something inside me, an indescribable ecstasy. Sex had never felt this good before. I didn’t even know it could feel this way. Everyone talked about mind numbing, toe curling sex, but I thought they were exaggerating. And here I was lying beneath Adam as he rode me like a bull, already losing my mind over his cock.

Another gasp rushed out of me, and my cock went white hot before shooting all over my stomach as I came. My asshole trembled with pleasure and slick leaked onto the blanket as he fucked me harder and harder, riding out the waves of my orgasm.

“Good boy.” The intensity of his pheromones grew, his earthy, seductive scent pulling me in just like he did. He was enjoying this. “My good omega.” The wet sounds we made as he fucked me made my cheeks flush bright red. I was so fucking wet. It was all over our legs. I was practically squirting slick with every thrust, and that husky voice in my ear praising me for being good wasn’t helping.

“W-wait, just…” Another climax grew inside me, one more intense than the first. I almost couldn’t speak with it growing and growing, threatening to overtake me at any moment. I didn’t really want him to stop, but I was so fucking wet, and it had never happened to me before.

“Wait? What’s the matter? You’ve gone all red.” His words showed concern, but his tone was light, almost teasing, and his cock never slowed with its relentless thrusts inside me.

“I’m…” No, I couldn’t tell him. What would he say? I was surprised he hadn’t mentioned it already. My thighs were dripping onto the blanket. “I’m really wet.”

“I know. You’re leaking everywhere.” One rough thrust sent spurts of slick everywhere. Some of them landed on my chest and face. He licked my cheek off, tasting my arousal. “It’s fucking sexy, omega. If you think I’m going to stop because of it, you’re wrong. I’m going to make it worse.”

The filthy words in my ear sent me over the edge, and I came again, falling limp with pleasure as my cock shot cum all over my belly. He pulled out before I’d stopped shaking, and shoved three fingers deep inside me, roughly thrusting over and over until more slick poured out of me and squirted him in the face. I was wetter than the rain soaked glass above our heads.

“Fuck, I’m so sorry.”

Growling low in his throat, he thrust his cock back inside me and fucked me so hard I couldn’t speak. “Don’t you dare apologize to me, omega.”

“You’re not… upset?”

“Upset? Upset that you love my cock so much, you’re soaking the blanket?” Leaning over me, he gripped my face in one hand and made me watch the feral look in his eyes as he fucked me. “I’m so fucking turned on by you, I can barely control myself. I want to make you cum over and over again, even if I have to mop up the floor afterwards.”

Oh.