Page 47 of Follow Your Instincts (Fairview City Omegaverse)

Soren

I woke up to Maggie crawling into my lap. We were still on the couch downstairs, and the clock said it was just after one in the morning. We’d fallen asleep with a shitty sitcom on low volume in the background.

“Maggie? You alright?”

“I’m hot,” she said. She straddled me and wrapped her arms loosely around my neck. I could feel the heat coming off her, especially where she pressed her hips against mine. She nuzzled at my collarbone.

I gripped her waist. Her heat had finally arrived. Pride thundered through me that she’d come to me first, and I planned to take full advantage of that fact.

“Arms up,” I said, and she obeyed instantly. I dragged my fingers up her ribs and pulled off her shirt. She shivered, her skin pebbled in goosebumps. I arched her back and brought my lips to one of her small, peaked breasts, the nipple already hard, and flicked my tongue across it.

Maggie whimpered and ground down on my cock. She was pumping out perfume so strong that my head swam.

“Nest,” I said and stood up, lifting her with me. I nudged Ben’s leg with mine and he woke up, his pupils already dilating in reaction to Maggie’s perfume. I gestured upstairs with my head and started climbing the stairs with Maggie in my arms.

“I can walk, you know,” Maggie protested, but she clung onto me, her nose buried in my neck, breathing deeply.

“Nope,” I said. “Not letting you go.”

The guys followed us up the stairs, shedding shirts as we went, until we finally made it to the Omega suite.

I kicked open the door to the nest and lowered Maggie into the center of the mattress.

I was dimly aware of the rest of the pack coming in behind us, but I only had eyes for Maggie.

She was flushed, and her nipples were dark pink.

I pulled off her pajama pants, baring her pussy which was already dripping with slick.

“Fuck, baby,” I said. “You’re so wet for me.”

“I need you,” she said, drawing her hand down her stomach and dipping two fingers into her cunt. She moaned and drew the slick up to circle her clit.

I snatched her wrist and drew it up over her head, along with her other arm. “Did I say you could touch yourself, little Omega?” I growled in her ear.

Maggie whimpered, struggling against my hands. “No, but-”

“That pussy is mine ,” I said, rubbing my cock against her clit. I was still wearing jeans, and I knew the friction would drive her wild.

“Soren, please,” she choked.

“Better. I like it when you ask nicely,” I said. “Tell me what you want.”

Maggie’s eyes went molten, and her cheeks flushed even more. “I want you,” she said, writhing below me. I leaned away to deny her the contact she wanted.

“Not good enough,” I said. “Try again. And I didn’t hear a ‘please.’”

“I want you to touch me, please,” she tried again.

“I am touching you,” I said, running my thumbs across her wrists.

Maggie groaned in frustration, her eyes growing hot with anger. “Fine! I want you to fuck me! ”

I tsked and leaned down to trace her ear with my tongue. “That wasn’t very nice,” I whispered, and she shivered again.

“Please fuck me?” she whispered.

“Good girl,” I said and slid a finger into her pussy.

Maggie rocked into my hand, crying out in relief. She was drenched. I added another finger immediately, and used my thumb to rub her clit. I could already feel her inner walls pulsing.

“Come for me, baby girl,” I said and pressed harder on her clit. She came quickly, but I could tell it barely took the edge off her need. Slick gushed out of her in a wave, and I ducked down to lick it up, throwing her legs over my shoulders.

I groaned into her pussy. She was delicious, and I thrust my tongue into her as deeply as I could. I brushed my nose against her clit and she arched at the touch, bowing off the bed with a moan.

“More,” she said. “I need your cock, please.”

“Come on my tongue and then you get my cock,” I said and licked from her core to her clit. I slipped two fingers inside her and started slowly teasing her clit with the tip of my tongue. She was panting and arching, trying to get more friction, but I kept the pace slow.

My cock was so hard it hurt and I wanted nothing more than to bury myself in her, but I wanted to draw this first time out as long as possible.

After a few minutes of torturing her with teasing licks, I finally relented and gave Maggie what she wanted.

I laved my tongue against her and curled my fingers in her pussy until she was sobbing with pleasure and frustration.

Just when she started to beg, I sucked her clit roughly until she came apart again.

More slick poured down her inner thighs.

While she caught her breath, I pulled off my shirt and jeans. My cock was harder than I could ever remember. I climbed over Maggie and coated myself in her slick.

“Oh god, yes, Soren,” she breathed.

“I’ve got you,” I said as I pushed into her slowly. I couldn’t hold back a groan, but I kept my pace slow.

Maggie wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, urging me on faster with her hips, but I didn’t give in.

“You aren’t in charge, baby girl,” I growled and stopped thrusting.

Maggie cried out in frustration. “This is torture,” she said, and she clenched her inner walls against me. My hips bucked involuntarily.

“Brats don’t get what they want,” I said, pulling out. I flipped Maggie over and pulled her hips up until she was on her hands and knees. I leaned over her back to whisper in her ear. “Or were you looking for punishment?”

“Oh fuck,” Maggie whimpered, more sick gushing from her core.

“That wasn’t a ‘yes’, baby girl,” I said, tapping my hand against her right ass cheek.

“Yes, punish me,” she whined.

I spanked her firmly on both cheeks until they were pink, and Maggie’s legs were shaking.

“Please, Soren, I need you inside me,” she moaned, dropping her head to the mattress, and I relented, sliding into her warm pussy. She pushed back to meet me and her inner walls clenched on me again.

It felt too good. I turned her over on her back so I could see her face.

She was almost incoherent as I slammed into her again and again, chanting my name.

I was determined to make her come one more time before I lost control.

I roughly stroked her clit and her pussy clenched harder than ever, pulsing rhythmically around me until I followed her over the edge.

Right as I came, I threw my head back, and hot pain flashed on the left side of my neck.

It took me a moment to realize Maggie had bitten me right where my neck and shoulder met.

She soothed the bite with her tongue, and I felt a slow unfurling of something inside my chest, like a lantern in the dark.

“Mine,” Maggie whispered against my lips as she kissed me, my blood still on her tongue. The light in my chest spiraled out, and suddenly I could feel her there. She was faint, like a light brush on my soul, but she was there all the same. Somehow, Maggie had bonded with me.

I collapsed to the mattress and drew her into me, kissing her anywhere I could reach, her lips and cheeks and hair. I had no idea Omegas could bite Betas, that we could have a bond at all. I was overwhelmed with gratitude and a feeling I knew could only be love.

“I didn’t know that would work, but… you’re mine,” Maggie said and brushed her fingers over the bite mark. It was tender, but a shiver of pleasure ran under the pain. “Is that okay?”

“Yes, baby girl,” I said. “If I could bite you back, I would.”

She kissed me again. “Sorry, I’m not a very good sub.”

I laughed. “We’ll work on it. Plenty of time.” All the time in the world.