First Street Heat (Beastverse #1)

15. Lilah

15

Lilah

I don't get a single shot. Janie receives a call from her mate as soon as we pull up to Scott and Fenrir's house. He tells her that Fenrir is on his way over and doesn't seem to be in the mood to be talked out trying to seduce me.

Instead of shots, Sarah and Janie give me a tour of the three bedroom house that's soon to be mine. When we get to the master bedroom, I'm enthralled by the pile of blankets, furs, pillows, and other soft things Scott and Fenrir must've started collecting for me. They're all neatly folded and piled into various wicker baskets in the corner of his room.

I want to ask Janie and Sarah to leave me on my own so I can prepare the nest for when Scott and Fenrir get here, but they're being so kind to me. I'd feel like an ass if I were to ignore them in favor of my own lusty thoughts. Not to mention, I should be partially upset at Fenrir making me perfume in front of all those other alphas.

I've been standing in the bedroom without saying anything for a cool minute now. Sarah left a little bit ago to hang out in the living room. Janie watches me from the doorway but allows me to explore and sniff things without judging.

The sound of a car pulling up in the driveway has her pushing off from her leaning position. "You stay in here. We'll make sure Fenrir's not going to do anything to make you hate him."

"I don't think he could," I answer without thinking about the implications of my words.

Janie gives me a soft smile before closing the door behind her. As soon as I'm on my own, I'm working on the nest.

Fenrir's out there growling and snarling, and every sound goes straight to my core, making me produce more slick and heat to warm my lower belly. Janie and Sarah come back to tell me they're leaving, but I'm so busy with building the nest that I almost don't say goodbye to them.

I've been working on the nest for at least half an hour, and I need a drink to cool me down. It feels like Fenrir's been dousing me in his pheromones since he got here, and knowing him, he has been.

He's got me one growl away from coming without even touching myself. I wipe at my forehead and then tug at my dress that now feels like it's too much. I groan as I pull the dress off my body, sweat making it stick to me. I've been producing so much slick that my panties are soaked, and it's starting to make my thighs glisten.

I snarl at the bedroom door, knowing Fenrir is somewhere in the house, letting me make this nest on my own as his pheromones drive me to insanity. My panties fall to the floor. I'm bare, standing at the foot of the bed. I know what he wants, and as much as I want to tell him to shove it as soon as he walks through that door, I want him even more.

I crawl into the nest, kneeling on my hands and knees until I'm positioned in the middle, my ass to the door. I lean over, putting my cheek to the pillow I placed right here for this moment. It wasn't in the pile of soft things left out for me, but it was already on the bed, smelling distinctly of Scott and Fenrir.

It's my pillow now, the pillow where I rest my head as I present for him. A small whimper leaves my throat as I move my hands back to cup my ass and spread myself. I don't know how long Fenrir will have me waiting for him, but I'm hoping it's not long because I already feel so empty and needy.

Not even a few seconds pass before I hear his footsteps down the hall, drawing closer and closer to the bedroom. Slick drips down my thighs, a soft moan leaves my lips, and I have to bite down to stop from making even more embarrassing noises. Footsteps stop right outside the doorway, and I feel myself perfume again.

It must be what Fenrir's waiting for because he's in the room, moving so quickly I don't catch when he's moved to stand behind me. His hands fall on either side of me, his face close to where I have myself bare to him.

" Mine, " he growls. One of his hands wraps around my ankle, almost like he doesn't trust himself to touch me anywhere more intimate just yet. " My sweet little omega. "

"Yours," I whimper, wanting him to do more than just call me his and hold my ankle.

I need to be filled, preferably over and over again, and then have his teeth pierce the side of my neck. He's being slow with me, holding himself back. It seems very unlike Fenrir, considering he's been such a big talker about wanting to hurt me and make me submit.

Maybe it's because I'm already submitting, so he's unsure what to do. But surely that can't be it. He's been with other omegas before, and they all would've needed to submit fully to him. Whatever's happening now has nothing to do with that. At least, I don't think it does.

" Mine, " he growls again.

His hand moves to the back of my neck, holding me in place as he climbs into the nest behind me. His body heat licks against my backside. He presses himself against me, his cock sliding between my legs, coating himself in my slick. His hand moves into my hair, tangling itself as he grabs a handful and tilts my head to the side.

I yield to his will, baring my neck for him, and his growl stutters out, replaced by a soft purr that's barely audible, as though he doesn't use it often. It catches him by surprise. He doesn't show it for very long, but it's there. His nose presses against the tender part of my neck, his hips grinding against me as he licks my neck.

" My pretty, little omega, " Fenrir murmurs against my neck as he tilts my face toward his, and then he takes my lips in his.

It's an awkward kiss, more of a fight than anything else. I'm pretty sure it's the first time Fenrir's ever kissed anyone, and it makes my heart swell. I try to give just as much as him in the kiss, but it's difficult with the position I'm having to keep.

Fenrir pulls away from me, eyes blazing, looking at my body and then back to my face. He wraps an arm around my middle before rolling me onto my back.

" Fuck submitting, " he growls before attacking me with more kisses.

His large body pushes my legs apart before settling between them, his cock grinding against me. My hands tangle in his hair, my nails scraping down his scalp to his neck and shoulders so I can keep him close to me.

" Mine, mine, mine, " he mutters over and over as he deepens our kiss.

One of his hands keeps a firm grip on the back of my head, and the other moves to my hip. His fingers press so hard into my skin that he might be bruising me. His breathing is even heavier when he pulls away again.

His eyes scan my face, the blown-out pupils, the flushed cheeks, and the swollen lips, showing both of our arousal at what we're doing. He looks like he's going to say something when he buries his face against my neck in a quick motion, sucking and licking on the tender flesh where he'll bite soon.

I tug at his hair, wanting to continue our exploration of one another and not just have him lick and nip at me for who knows how long. He's immovable, though. Each time I tug at him, he shoots me a glare, and his growl overshadows his purr for a second.

"I need you, Fenrir," I whine, tilting my hips against his and rubbing myself harder against his cock that's sandwiched between us. "Please, knot me."

" Not yet, " he whispers as he nuzzles my neck. He brings his face right above mine, bright eyes alight and warm as he stares at my lips again. I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, wanting to know if he'll kiss me some more, which I wouldn't completely hate. Instead, he groans as he keeps staring. " How long since you're pretty cunt has taken a knot? "

My face flushes in embarrassment instead of arousal, but Fenrir doesn't let me look away from him. He doesn't seem as entertained in my humiliation as he was when he was video-chatting me. In fact, I'm pretty sure he feels uncomfortable right now, too.

His purr is louder, and his eyes scan my face, looking like they're trying to find a way to make things better. Who is this beast, and what has he done with the asshole I thought he was?

" I need to prepare you for mine, sweet omega. " He shifts against me, the base of him rubbing against me, making me realize just how big he is. My eyes go wide for a moment. I've been with other alphas before, but none of them have felt that big.

" Now you understand, " Fenrir whispers against my lips before sucking my bottom lip into his mouth and biting on it softly. I gasp as he releases it, the amusement back in his eyes. " How long, Lilah? "

"A little over a year," I answer.

Fenrir lets out a long exhale, his brows rising as he shakes his head. " I would've destroyed this cunt at the clinic. "

A moan escapes my lips as I arch my back, pressing my chest closer to him. He gives me a wicked smile before lowering his head down to my tits and sucking one nipple into his mouth as his free hand works on massaging the other. When his lips pop off, he looks up at me, mischief clear in his eyes.

" I would've ruined your pretty pussy. I had no self-control then. Would've knotted you in an instant and felt your sweet cunt twitch and spasm around me as it tried so hard to accommodate me so quickly. It would have hurt so good. Isn't that right, Lilah? " He takes my incessant grinding against him as an affirmation before moving his hand from my tit and down between my legs. " I'll still ruin this pussy, but only for all other alphas. I'll knot this cunt so often it shapes just to me. You want that? "

"Yes, please, Fenrir, just knot me, please." My fingers claw at his shoulders, begging him to come back up to my face so his cock is back between my legs. "I need you."

" Not yet, " he groans as he sinks a finger inside me. His jaw tenses and his nostrils flare. He growls again, lunging for my throat, where he holds it between his teeth without piercing.

I whimper and whine, grinding myself against his hand and tilting my head as far as I can to give him full access to my neck. My heart is pounding in my chest, the nerves in my body singing Fenrir's praise as he strokes me gently. His breathing is a stuttering, heaving mess as he pries himself off my neck.

" Not yet, " he says more to himself than me as he inserts a second finger.

"Fuck, yes, please."

I claw at his back, wanting him closer to me, wanting anything he's willing to give me. His eyes are hard, his jaw set in hard determination as he watches my face, all of my reactions as he thrusts his fingers in and out of me. Fresh slick drenches his hand, the nest, and between my thighs.

" That's right, " he says through clenched teeth. " Get nice and wet for me. You'll need all the slick you can get to take me, little omega. "

"Want you now," I whine as he inserts a third finger, curling them in just the right spot to have my squealing and curling my toes. He seems happy with this reaction from me and continues to do it until I'm panting and desperate.

"Please, please, please," I'm begging for him to keep doing exactly what he's doing to make me come, for his knot, and for his claiming mark. Any of the three I'll take happily. Preferably, all three, but I'll settle for one right now.

" Come for your mate. " Fenrir's grip is firm in my hair, keeping my attention solely on him. He watches every movement on my face. Every time I lick at my lips, every time my eyes flash a little wider, and the way my breath stutters as I get closer and closer to that plunge into pleasure.

" Come for me, Lilah. Let me be the one to give you pleasure. " His voice becomes increasingly desperate until the purr is replaced with his growl. More of the Fenrir I expected to mate with comes out as he growls his command to make sure he's the one who makes me come. " Come. For. Me. "

I do.

The world seems to stop for a moment as my mind tries to catch up with the pleasure that floods my body. My muscles tense and relax, my back arches and my mouth opens to release some of the most animalistic sounds I've ever made.

Fenrir keeps his movements steady and strong as waves of pleasure ripple and roll over me. He keeps his grip hard in my hair, keeping all of my attention on him while I ride out the high of my orgasm.

His eyes never leave mine as he watches me come undone, thanks to him. When my pussy starts twitching slower, and his hand is thoroughly coated in my slick, he pulls his fingers out before licking my juices off his fingers. He growls deep in his chest, his eyes piercing me like I've wronged him in some way.

" Should've had you come on my tongue, " he snarls. He licks his fingers again, his eyes closing as a moan escapes him. " Fuck, You're going to come on my tongue. "

I don't have a second of reprieve before he's pulling me up to my knees. He shifts us around in the nest so he's on his back, and I'm straddling his chest. A wicked gleam lights in his eyes, and then he's pulling on my hips, beckoning me forward.

"This isn't very submissive," I tease him as I move my legs around so I'm straddling his face instead of his chest.

" We both know I can make you submit, little omega. Let me enjoy you trying to smother me with this cunt. "

Fenrir's eyes light up as my pussy drips on his chin, hunger burning him up from the inside out. He grabs my hips and pulls me down against his face. His eyes close as a growl vibrates through his chest and up to where we're connected.

He says something against my pussy, but it's mostly just growling. If I even try to close my eyes, he squeezes me tighter until I open them back up, and then he renews his efforts to please me.

"Fuck, I want to come." I grind myself against his tongue, his eyes crinkling in the corners as I feel his smile against me.

He keeps doing exactly what he's doing, his hands tensing against my hips as he keeps a firm hold on me so I can't get away from him. Pleasure laps at my nerves with the same intensity he's licking my clit, and in the next moment, I'm calling out his name, clenching my thighs around his face, and practically drowning him in more slick than he bargained for.

If he cares, he says nothing, just keeps licking and sucking as I come down from the high of my orgasm. When I become too sensitive, he moves his attention from my clit to the surrounding area, leaving hickeys and bruising bites on my thighs.

" My mate tastes so fucking sweet, " he growls against my thighs as he takes another long lick. " I'll need to feast on you often. More often than knotting you, I think. "

I don't have the mental energy to answer that, so he gets a soft whimper.

" I've broken my mate so soon? " He laughs more to himself.

He shimmies out from underneath me and puts me back on my back. He takes my lips in his, his tongue forcing itself inside my mouth until I'm kissing him with the same ferocity. I can taste myself on him, and it isn't as weird as I would have thought it'd be. No, it's pretty hot, but I want him inside me, not kissing me.

"Knot me," I gasp as he pulls away from my lips.

" You think you can take me now? " He kisses down my neck before licking a long line back up and staring at me in my eyes. " You think your tight little cunt can stretch to fit me, now? "

I whimper softly, knowing that he's going to put me at my limit, but I want it. No, I need it. I nod, my fingernails digging into his shoulders as I try to pull him close to me again. He doesn't fall over my body, though. No, he pushes away from me and rolls off the bed until he's standing at the edge. I panic at him leaving the nest, but then he's pulling me by my ankles until my ass is hanging off the edge.

" I want to watch your face as I stretch you, but I also want to watch your little cunt take all of me. "

His eyes flicker from my face to between my legs and back again. I let mine drop to where he's holding his cock in one of his hands and let out another whimper when I see it. Fuck he's massive, and he wasn't lying when he said he was going to ruin me for any other alphas. Not that I want any other alphas, but hot damn, he didn't need to be so hung.

"Beasts are larger than normal alphas. " Fenrir's voice holds a hint of amusement when he sees me staring wide-eyed at it. " I thought you would have known this since you requested me for your heat. "

"Impulsive," I say just one word because my brain can't handle much more than knowing that massive cock is about to split me open.

Fenrir scoffs as he positions his cock at my entrance. When my body tenses, his brows furrow, and a purr starts to fill the air louder than any of his other purrs.

" I won't hurt you, Lilah. " He pauses for a moment, his cock head teasing my pussy as he thinks for a moment. " I would've hurt you so bad during your heat, though. What were you even thinking? "

"I would've taken it." I reach for his thighs, wanting to pull him closer to me so I can feel him sink into me. I need to feel his cock stretching me and my body softening to accommodate him.

" You would've, " he agrees as he shifts his hips, filling me just an inch. It's the most beautiful feeling I've ever felt in my life. " I would've made this pretty little cunt take every single inch I have. " He grabs my hips, holding himself still so he doesn't push further inside me as he waits for me to calm down and stop tensing around his intrusion. " I would have held your head down, kept your hips high, and buried myself deep in this pretty cunt until you took every single inch. You would've struggled, but you would've loved it, wouldn't you? "

My breathing is ragged as I try to shift my hips, trying to take him deeper. "Yes, please, Fenrir. I would've let you use me and knot me and come inside me over and over. Please, I need you, now, please."

" You beg so pretty. " Fenrir's voice is soft as he pushes further inside of me, his cock twitching slightly as I clench around him. " Your pussy begs even sweeter, though. "

With that, he pushes to the start of his knot in one swift movement. I let out a guttural moan, my back arching, eyes closing as I let the feeling of my mate almost fully seated inside me.

"Please, please," I beg some more, but when I open my eyes, I'm surprised by Fenrir staring at my face with a look of adoration instead of the intense desire I feel. No, he still wants me, but there's something soft, something sweet there that I don't think even he understands.

"Fenrir." I reach out, trying to reach for his chest to place my hand against it. He leans down, pushing himself inside me a bit more as he brings his body to me so I can touch him. "Mate."

" My mate. " He nods, a new determination on his face. " Be good and take my knot. "

"Oh, please." I throw my head back down and wiggle my hips. "Knot me, make me yours."

Fenrir stands back up to his full height, his hands moving to my inner thighs, spreading me wide so he can stare down where we're connected. His lips pull back in a snarl as his fingers dig harder into me. He pushes against me, the start of his knot stretching me obscenely as I moan and arch for him.

"More, more, please," I whine as he keeps up his slow, torturous pace. The thickness of his knot gives me the slightest hint of pain, but he's slow about knotting me, so the pain quickly shifts to pleasure as I soften and stretch to fit all of him inside me. "Yes, please, Fenrir."

" Calm, " he purrs, his hands softening on my thighs and moving to my hips.

He's almost entirely inside of me when he pulls out. The cry that erupts from me is feral as I lunge for him, trying to grab him and pull him back between my legs. He doesn't bother to hide his amusement at my reaction. He holds me in place as he stretches me out again, almost filling me and then tearing himself away just as he's about to lock into me.

"Fenrir!" I cry out when he does it for a third time, begging, wet, and needy for my mate's knot.

His eyes flare with delight when I call out his name, but instead of stuffing me full, he pushes me back up the bed and crawls between my legs. He thrusts inside of me hard but stops himself before his full knot is inside me. He sets a brutal pace of fucking me as he wraps a hand in my hair, tilts my head to the side, and kisses my neck.

" Beg for my knot, " he growls against my neck as he keeps pumping me full of his cock. Each time he pulls out right before his knot locks into place, leaving me empty and twitching.

"Please, knot me." My nails bite into the skin of his shoulders, but he doesn't seem to even register the pain. No, if anything, it's only egging him on more. "Mark me, knot me, make me yours, please."

" Who's omega are you? " he growls as his lips suckle where he's going to bite me. His teeth graze gently over the sensitive skin, just barely touching me.

"Yours, Fenrir, your omega, please."

He makes a groan of approval as his teeth and cock sink into me in unison. My mind short circuits as pain, pleasure, and belonging all collide with one another. The pain of the bite is eased by the purr surrounding me. The fullness in my pussy eases the ache I've been feeling.

I convulse around him, another orgasm washing over me at finally being claimed, knotted, and marked. Fenrir keeps purring as his cock twitches inside of me. He fills me with his come, and his knot keeps every last drop trapped inside of me.

It's an evolutionary benefit to attempt to make sure I have the best chance of being impregnated. Not that that's happening since I'm on birth control and Scott's sterilized. The idea of him impregnating me does amazing things to me, though. It makes the primal part of my brain squeal in delight at my mate's seed trying to plant in my womb.

Fenrir's breathing is ragged as he keeps his teeth planted deep in my shoulder, his eyes wild as he tries to catch my attention. I run my hands through his hair, trying to tell him I'm okay—more than okay—I'm complete.

"Thank you," I murmur as his head falls heavy against me.

He doesn't retract his bite. He probably won't for a while. Some alphas will hold on when they mark until their knots go down. At least, that's what I've heard from other omegas.

Seeing as how Fenrir is making himself comfortable on top of me with his teeth and cock in me, I have no doubt he'll be here for a while. I keep running my hands through his hair, enjoying this moment for what it is.

Fenrir groans against me every once in a while, trying to say something. I won't be able to understand him until he stops biting me. I have a good idea of what it is, though, so I let my hands skim over his body as I tell him how happy I am to be his.