Chapter 45

DOE

^EIGHT DAYS INTO HEAT^

Over the next few days, my mate woke me up in one of three ways.

The first was by hand-feeding me the food he fetched for me while I slept. This was my least favorite method. I didn’t like knowing he left me while I was unconscious, even if for just a moment.

Another method was to nudge open my thighs and lick the buzzing, slick-covered clit between my legs.

By far my favorite way was when he slammed his massive, rigid cock into me, claiming my body until colors burst behind my eyes.

And as luck would have it, this was the method he used on the morning of the eighth day.

I was asleep on my stomach when I felt him force my legs apart and shove his heavy cock into my pulsating pussy.

Half delirious with my need for him to mate with me again, I heard myself whine and scream, lifting my hips so he could slide in deeper, take me harder.

I wasn’t surprised Ace had fallen even deeper into his rut while we slept. The cramps in my belly were almost intolerable, and the scent of my slick was so thick in the air, I could almost taste it.

I must have been whining in my sleep. It was no wonder Ace had been driven insane. He effectively took me four times before he finally started to slow down.

“I love your pretty omega hum,” Ace murmured. With his knot still locked deep inside me, he dragged my limp body into the position he wanted, tucking me between him and the wall.

I hadn’t noticed the sound coming from deep within my throat; too consumed was I by how good he smelled. It indeed sounded like a hum, but not in the tune of any song. It was almost like a quiet buzz.

“O-mega hum?” I asked as I nuzzled into his neck. It was hard to make sense of his words through the haze of my heat. I felt like I was enjoying the best high of my life.

“It means you’re content. Omegas only make that sound when they’re at their happiest.”

My hum got louder. ~That makes sense.~ I snuggled closer to him and let my mind go blank, simply enjoying the company of my mate.

I was so happy that it wasn’t until later that I noticed his knot slip out from me. Maybe a sign that my heat was nearing its end?

And then Ace moved and ruined it all.

He pressed a soothing kiss to my mark and attempted to move me off his body while whispering, “I’ll be right back, my love.”

My omega instantly went into panic mode. A cramp formed in my stomach, and my skin heated once more. My body released dense wafts of perfume into my nest.

“No. You can’t leave me,” I complained. My arms turned into two vices around his neck, keeping him chained to me. My unstable mind worried he would go and never return.

~Hm, maybe my heat isn’t ending after all.~

Ace sighed and hugged me close once again, caressing my bare back until I had goosebumps sprouting over my skin. “I’m just getting you some food,” he explained. “And some water. You’re dehydrated.”

I shook my head and squeezed him tighter. Tears sprang from my eyes. “No,” I repeated. “Don’t leave me.”

“Shhh, I’m not leaving you. I’ll just be in the kitchen, and then I’ll come right back. You need to eat, Doe.”

I could feel his emotions rising through our bond. His frustration and desperation were almost as strong as mine. Something was really bothering him.

Wanting to appease my mate, I kissed and nipped at his chest, traveling down, down until I reached his hard cock. I didn’t hesitate before taking it into my mouth.

“Fuck! Doe,” he groaned with pleasure.

“You said I needed to eat,” I said as I lapped at his tip as if it were a delicious popsicle. “I’m eating.”

Ace narrowed his eyes. “That’s not what I meant, and you know it.”

Despite his objections, his hand immediately found its way into my hair. He gripped it hard to help guide me as I began bobbing up and down on his length.

I hummed but didn’t let go. I was having far too much fun to stop. His length was covered in a combination of my slick and his cum, and it was utterly addictive.

Ace let me suck on him for several seconds, and I almost thought he was going to let me have my way and finish him off, but then he suddenly grabbed me by the back of my hair and tugged me off him.

“Food,” he said on an exhale. “You need food.”

I shook my head, struggling in his grip. “I need your cock.”

“No. Not until you eat. You’ve only had granola bars for the last three days. You need protein—carbs.”

“And your cum.” I licked my lips. “I don’t want food. I want your seed down my throat.” I reached for his cock once more, wrapping my fingers around the half-formed knot at the base, and squeezed.

“Fucking hell.” Ace’s head fell back on a groan. “How am I supposed to resist you when you say things like that?”

I shrugged and flashed him a grin. “You’re not.”

“Fucking temptress,” Ace growled. “We can’t do this right now.”

I looked down at his rigid dick, bobbing slightly between us. It looked painful. Ace watched me as I bent back down.

“But you’re still hard.” I dragged my nose down the back of his cock before sucking on the side of his knot, laving it with my tongue.

Ace growled. “I’m in rut. I’ll be hard as a rock until I’m out of it.”

And thank goodness for that. “Then let me take care of you. I’ll make it feel better.”

Before he could argue with me again, I drew his swollen head into my mouth, hollowing my cheeks and sucking extra hard. Ace swore and grabbed a fistful of my hair.

I swirled my tongue and slurped noisily, getting lost in his heady scent and flavor. It made my pussy tingle and clench, expectant and eager for what was to come.

Suddenly, Ace grabbed me, lifted me into the air, and then set me back down on my knees on the floor beside the bed. He dug his hand into my hair and, using his other hand, fed me his cock once more.

I moaned in delight. He had finally given in.

Ace grunted and pressed himself to the back of my throat, making me gag around him. He used the grip on my hair to move my head forward and back, fucking my mouth in a consistent rhythm.

A trickle of fluid from his tip coated my tongue, and the delicious flavor made me relax and give in to his hold, allowing him to do whatever he wanted to me.

His manhood forced my jaw open wide, almost to the point of pain, and saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth.

Ace gazed down at me with a look of pure hunger and moved his hips faster. I gagged and retched, but he never broke his rhythm.

He seemed to enjoy my struggle, his cock throbbing every time I made a new wet sound, his black eyes tracking the tears that pooled in my eyes and the spit that gurgled and dribbled from my mouth.

I should have been terrified. He was clearly being controlled by his rut, fucking my throat so hard that he could have suffocated me. But instead, all I felt was excitement.

His rough handling had settled my omega side and filled me with soothing peace. He was giving me exactly what I needed.

I panicked when he said he was going to leave me. Now he was dominating me, forcing me to submit to his will, and in doing so, successfully placating my omega.

I loved every second of it. Just as I thought I would surely pass out due to a lack of oxygen, Ace pulled back, and I gasped, coughing and sucking in much-needed air.

Then he slammed back in, holding my head still as hot, thick liquid filled my mouth. His flavor burst across my tongue, salty and sweet, musky, and so—so good.

I swallowed down as much as I could before I couldn’t take anymore, and it started to pool out of my mouth and down my chin and neck.

“Good omega,” Ace grunted as he watched me through heated, hungry eyes.

He pushed his head to the back of my throat one more time, forcing me to swallow the last few spurts of his release before he finally pulled back again.

Ace cradled my head against the front of his legs while I sputtered and coughed, petting his fingers along my tangled hair. Once I regained my breath, he allowed me to pull back and look up at him.

“You look so pretty covered in my cum, little omega,” Ace hummed.

He scooped some of his release up with his thumb from my chin and fed it to me, smiling at the way I eagerly took it into my mouth. “Do you like that, mate?”

I nodded while I sucked. Once the digit was clean, he pulled it from my lips, and I nuzzled my forehead against his legs.

“It tastes so good.” I licked some of his cum from the side of his knot and hummed. “How does it taste so good?”

I’d heard that semen was supposed to taste salty and disgusting. So why did Ace’s taste like a buttered popcorn milkshake that I couldn’t wait to chug down?

“Your mate’s cum is supposed to taste good. Especially to omegas,” Ace said as he caressed my head. “Now, are you happy enough to let me go into the kitchen so I can feed you?”

I frowned. Why’d he have to go and ruin the mood?