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Story: Marked to the Omega

Itook him deep,coating his cock with my saliva as his tongue played up my shaft and danced across my asshole. I murmured against him, my moans gagged by hisgirth.

“What did you say?”he growled. His voice had changed again. It was the hard, commanding voice of analpha.

“Iwant you,”I said. “Christophe, I wantyou.”

He pushedme off of him. I crawled on all fours, my knees scraping on the rock. I didn’t care. Christophe came forward, and I caught a glimpse of the mark on his thigh. My pawmark.

Fated mates.

We were destinedfor each other. Marked frombirth.

The thought was insane.Absolutely crazy. But I didn’t care. Everything had changed for me. I was swimming in my want for Christophe, and I knew that it all was true. Nothing could’ve changed my mind about thatnow.

Iturned aroundand presented myself to him. Out in the forest on this rock table, I felt almost like a sacrifice. I liked thatthought.

Everyone has a destiny.

They just hadto grab it. Here was mine, and I wanted to surrender toit.

Christophe came forward,and brought his face down to my ass. I could feel his hot breath on my skin. “Why don’t you tell me your name?” hesaid.

“Huh?”What the hell was he talking about? I was aching for him, dying for him to be inside me. “Mason,” Isaid.

“Are you sure?”He grinned at me. “I thought itwas…”

He swirledhis tongue across my opening, and a shiver of pleasure ran through mybody.

“So, what’s your name, again?”

“E-eat my asshole,”I said, almostbegging.

Christophe answered with his tongue,and I replied with a moan. Soon, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Fuck me,” I said, now actually begging. “Stop teasingme.”

He straightened up,and I felt his cock press against me as he leaned over me. I looked back over my shoulder to meet him, and kissed him. Then he gripped my waist with one hand, grasped himself with the other, and pushed forward to my entrance. I realized that I was wet for him there. It was the first time I’d ever experienced that, an omega’sexcitement.

Take me…

The words crossedthrough my mind, and then fell from my lips. I cried out as Christophe entered me. His cock spread me open, pushing all the way to the hilt in one go. He didn’t take his time or go slowly. He pumped in hard, his abs slapping hard against my ass as he fucked me. As proper and reserved as Christophe had always been, he was like a different animal now. And as much as I’d have liked to fight against him before, now all I wanted was to surrender to hiscock.

Our moansand the sounds of us filled the quiet forest, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if our voices carried all the way back to the Luna house. Christophe pushed his hand against the back of my neck, pushing my face down against the cold, smooth rock. He pounded his cock into me, the swell of his head making waves against my most sensitive spots. I didn’t even need to pleasure myself. His cock was doing all the work, and I was getting thrown towards theedge.

“You’re goingto make me come,” I gasped. “Fuck, Christophe, oh,fuck!”

He answeredby pounding in harder and deeper. I looked back at him, wanting to see him when I came. He gazed back at me, his teeth gritted as puffs of vapor escaped with every ragged breath. He squeezed me harder and slammed in one final time as he let out a long and satisfied groan. I felt his cock throbbing inside of me as he came, filling me up with his knot. My eyes fluttered back as I was driven to my climax. The stars whirled above and then popped and exploded in my head as I came. The orgasm felt endless, like I was locked in pleasure just as his cock was locked inside of me, held by his knot as he spilled himself intome.

And then slowly,things came back intofocus.

Silence returned to the forest,accented only by our rapid breaths. Christophe slowly pulled out of me, and I collapsed onto the rock. My legs had turned to jelly from the intensity of it all, I could barely move. Christophe lay next to me, and wrapped me in hisarms.

“Hounds of Hell,”I managed. “Christophe, that was insane. That wasinsane.”

“Iknow,”he said. He sounded a little shocked. “That wasincredible.”

Ifound my pants,and we both got dressed and cleaned up the best we could. He turned the fairy lights back on and examined my face for the first time in the light. I held him tightly, mostly because I just didn’t want to let him go, but also because it was a lot colder than I’d realized. He took my face in his hands and kissedme.

“This was morethan I could’ve hoped for,” hesaid.

Ifoundmy hand wandering down to his thigh, where the mark was. “This is real,” I said, still indisbelief.