Elian
Morning light filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the nest. I blink a few times, my body aching as I stir from my sleep. Aurelia's arm is still draped over my waist, her chest pressed against my back. As I wiggle, time to relieving the swelling pressure against my bladder, I can, I hear her soft breath down my neck. My body jolts and freezes as I become highly aware.
I squirm slightly, trying to free myself from her tight embrace, but her body holds me tightly. Her breathing is labored and she presses against me. Then she moans deeply as she comes to herself, and then I feel her knot still deep inside me, sending a sharp, radiating pain through my hole. I gasp in the sudden realization that she's still there.
Her hips move, thrusting slightly against me, her knot still buried inside. The demanding heat of the pressure reminded me of previous night. That intensity that seemed to tame and master me. "Aurelia" I whimper, my toes curling, shaking in my She's very calm. Very collected. I appreciate the postic rutting, she travels my neck with her lips.
She continues to move against my back, thrusting as slowly and gently as a peaceful consummation on a lazy Sunday morning. I feel her hum of mellow satisfaction. I roll my tongue over my lips as I feel tingles in the back of my throat. "Aurelia" I whisper. She pauses for a moment, stillness making me ache for her touch. "What's wrong?" she asks softly from the crook of my neck before biting into my skin.
I swallow hard, feeling vulnerable in the afterglow of her ravaging sting. "Aurelia..." I pause, mustering the last remnants of my courage. "I think, I think my heat is gone." She stops moving, body going stiff above mine. Her hips nearly jolt backwards, the knot in the right spot, almost out if I squeezed any more he'd probably be out. The freeing step, and yet I don't. "That quickly?" she asks, incredulous.
"It usually lasts for days" I find myself whispering. Her voice is distant, like thunder carried by high winds. My ears buzz from the animalistic magnitude of my need to still feel consumed that crazed lust. My body buzzes with want. The deep ache has left in relief, now just the blunt listen of her absence amplified. "But, I don't... feel that anymore."
I reach back, running my fingers through her hair, "Aurelia" my voice cracks, "do you hear me?" I swallow, looking up towards her. She pulls away, tilting my chin up with her finger until I meet her tearing eyes. I can see her emotions fluctuate, her eyes full of captured storms. Something is overflowing icy, like a week of captivated snow.
"Don't look at me like that" she whispers. I trail my fingers down her arm, thumb circling the crook of her elbow. "Don't look at me" she repeats, shaking her head. "Just tell me what's wrong." She grows chilly, icevapors slithering through my body as she tries to tug away. She won't meet my eyes. Before she can. I lean up, cutting her off, my forehead hot against hers. "What's up, my Alpha?" I ask, cupping her jaw.
"Aurelia, you're scaring me" I whisper, leaning closer, our noses now touching. "Look at me." Her breath leaves her quickly, smoke, whispers of webs crawling through my veins. Her lungs inflate like a reddening balloon. "It hasn't broken yet" she growls. "I-I'm sorry, but you smell so good. I can't" she breathlessly whispers, her voice thick and husky.
I blink in surprise, her words surprising me. "Have I done something wrong? Aurelia" She puts her finger against my lips, silencing me, before guiding my hand up between her body. Dipping my hand in her slick, tugging her finger between her folds. Her scent is divine. Her slick covers my palm quickly. "I'm still in rut." Aurelia whispers, her eyes both fierce and apologetic.
"Oh..." I say softly, trailing off. "So, why..." Before I can finish my question, she lunges forward. Her mouth crashes down on mine, silencing me. Her tongue invades my mouth as she kisses me, branding me as hers, savagely and deeply. She grasps my hips, unlatching herself from my body, her movements rough and eager. The coil of her knot pulls, sending a pleasant quiver of pain through me.
"Aurelia, you're hurting me" I gasp against her mouth. Her kiss softens immediately, and she leans back, concern etched on her face. "Tell me what to do, little Omega" she murmurs, her voice like velvet. I swallow hard, my body still humming with need. "More" I whisper, my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. "More what?" she asks, her thumbs rubbing soothing circles on my hips.
Her hoarse whisper melts my brain. I squeeze my eyes shut before snapping them open. "Fuck me" I gasp. She moans, her eyes filled with timid, multicolored feathers instead of intense desire. "Aurelia... It's okay." Her hands wrap around my neck, her body moving, hovering over me like a vulture over its prey before she places her lips on my exposed shoulder.
She complies to my request wordlessly and sits on the bed, hugging me. Pulling me onto her lap, my arms go around her neck while my legs dangle on each side of her. She gently nibbles on both sides of the bite mark she put on me on the corner of my neck. Strong arms hold me close to her as I rest my head on her shoulder, breathing in her heady aroma which she had submerged me with.
Her aroma clouds my senses, still kinkady but light and hold a citrus scent instead of musky scents. The chemicals have mellowed to a pleasing teasing scent. With our bodies close together the symptoms of our arousal that I still feel void keep a simmering fire between us. Slowly she circles her hips, breaching me repeatedly, poking at my inner depths.
"I love your smell, Elian" she breathes, her lips brushing against my ear. "And your freckles" she giggles, "and your little sounds and..." She rakes her fingers through my hair, her voice smooth and sweet as honey.
My skin blushes bright red, my heart pounding with her kisses and words still affecting my racing heart. "Aurelia, you..." I puff, trying to catch my breath. Her lips on my earlobes, my mind blurts the next words before I can whistle down the sentence. "Tell me you want me" I demand, begging softly as she sparkles with my request. Her lips turn up in the corners of her mouth into a mischievous smirk.
I see something flash in her eyes. "More" she says, her voice still gentle but carrying a note of authority. "Tell me what you want" I lean back a little to face her, my face heating up with the scent of her pouring into my lungs and me being wet and open to her. "Aurelia, I..." She cups my chin and guides my lips including my neck.
"Elian" she whispers against my lips, her mouth brushing against mine with each syllable. "I want you to tell me how you want me." I can feel a smile tug at her lips, her cheeks hot against mine, and my stomach does a backflip. I swallow audibly, my eyes fluttering closed. The sensation of still being stretched and filled from her knot is exquisite. Heat flushes my skin as I try to find the words to express what I want.
Her hand grips my throat as I shiver, my hips wiggling in her lap, feeling her knot straining against me. "Say the words, Elian" she commands, her voice low and husky. She grips my hips, and I know what she wants from me. "Aurelia..." my voice is a hungry moan. I tap beside her lips where she is caressing my nose with hers. "Fuck me" I pant.
Aurelia lets out a growl, the ferocious beast within her a possessive surge. "Acrux. Cumate. Mordisque." The words she whispers are foreign, blessings and curses from a language long dead. She grips my chin harder, her lips claiming mine in a bruising kiss. I can feel her teeth scraping against my lips, her tongue demanding entry. Without hesitation we go into full force, tongues clashing, teeth fighting.
The alpha, my alpha, burrows feral teeth into the flesh of my neck while her breath surrounds me, her speed accelerates. Yipes of agony are drowned as her hips begin bucking, pushing my body onto her rocketing knot, scraping up the walls of my insides, but I don't mind. "You feel like velvet, Elian" she sighs into the word. "A good boy. Such velvety slick."
I gasp as she tightens her grip on me, pulling me even closer. "This is why you're mine now" she pants, her breath ragged. She speeds up, fucking me faster, my slick leaking from her cock and pooling on her thighs. I can hear her slick squishing from the speed of her movements. She's oozing my slick and her hormones are still unblocked by the scent of my sweaty, sticky skin...