Posing for the Omega (For the Alpha #2)(18)
“It was to protect myself at first. I was young when I changed the first time. Later when I was much older I left the pack lands looking for answers.”
“Did you find anything?” He must have.
“Not much, only mention of wolves with another form and that they called themselves luperci. When I returned to the pack lands I still did not know much, but I heard Dey speak about a foundling sibling who was very similar to me. That is how I knew for sure there was more out there.”
“Then why hide it from the pack? Why hide it from me?” The last part came out with a growl as I thought about how’d he’d kept this from me from the moment I’d met him.
“I did not find a good enough reason to tell the pack. With you, I was almost positive you did not know what you were, but I was not completely certain. Instinctually I knew you were an omega. I wanted to mark you the first time you slept in my den.” A resounding rumble vibrated out of his chest as he remembered that night. “I wanted you, but was unsure of your intentions. It was clear after many weeks you were looking for acceptance and I wanted to give that to you the only way I knew how without outright exposing my other form.”
He’d wanted me from the beginning? My body heated as I remembered that night I’d slept in his den thinking about how good he smelled and how warm his body was. What had been going through his mind as I lay beside him? Had he wanted to tell me then? A part of my felt a sour anger broil deep in my gut as I thought about all the insecurities I’ve had and how easily he could have stopped them. If I’d know what he was I wouldn’t have felt so alone, but he’d kept it from me. He didn’t even tell me after I was pregnant. It didn’t change anything though. He could have chased me from this pack from the beginning. He hadn’t been certain I wasn’t a threat, but he’d still taken a chance on me. Had it only been because I was an omega - whatever that really meant? I needed to know. I needed to see him how he saw me everyday.
“Shift alpha. I want to see.” My stomach fluttered anxiously but I kept my intimidation to myself.
Zora rumbled deep in his chest, his black eyes burning me as he stared straight at me. His shift was controlled and liquid, like it meant no more effort than breathing. From four legs he shifted to be much longer, taller. His talons grew out of massive hands and feet, his canines enlarged to twice the size of his wolf form. When he finished he was closer, his massive body taking up more room than his other shape had. In this setting I could appreciate what I saw. He wasn’t ugly. In this form he had every perfect piece of each of his forms in one. Unconsciously I whimpered my body heating as he watched me with his assessing black gaze. I wanted to touch him so badly, my mind was clouding and I couldn’t focus on any of the questions that were so important anymore. I wanted him to mark me, tie with me. Another desperate sound escaped me as my body began to vibrate.
Zora’s nostrils flared, sucking up the scent of my pheromones. “Ira…” It came out a deep dangerous growl that set my body on fire. I couldn’t focus past the raging pressure inside of me, begging me to let him in. Panting, I lay back in a submissive pose, baring my swollen stomach to him, parting my legs. Nothing filtered through except excitement, and anticipation. Alpha rumbled again, the sound thrumming through my body as his massive hands splayed over my belly, possessive and gentle at the same time. “My omega.” He growled.
“Your omega.” I panted.
Mother what was happening to me? I whined long and low as my alpha’s massive body loomed over me, his black eyes watching me closely as he caressed my sides and belly. Everywhere he touched my skin burned intensely. It was like the first night we tied, but much stronger. Nothing mattered right this moment, absolutely nothing - not squirrels, not blood wolves, not the pack - the only thing I wanted was for him to tie with me and mark me. The idea of his teeth sinking into my flesh as he claimed me made my body vibrate desperately.
“Tell me what you want Ira.” Zora’s demand was more growl than words, but I understood.
Panting I tried to talk through my incoherent state. I needed him to — I needed him to penetrate me… deeply. “Please alpha.” I squirmed as he grabbed my legs and holding me easily against his body.
“Tell me what it is you want, omega.” His command came out in a rough possessive rumble that sent a thrill up my spine.
“Tie with me alpha.” Was that my voice? Was I begging him? Another warm spread of excitement and arousal shot through me as he palmed my aching— oh yes I would beg and beg and beg as long as he kept touching me.
“I knew from the moment I saw you,” Zora paused and leaned over my belly licking the tender flesh around my navel.
Moaning I enjoyed the sensual experience as he licked a path over my pregnant belly and down to my stiff swollen— “W-what did you know?” I needed to know what he was going to say, even if it made him stop what he was doing. Mother green nature I didn’t want him to stop though. His tongue ran over sensitive flesh as he traveled between my legs and licked a path over my sex. A loud embarrassing caterwaul escaped me as I thrust towards his tongue.
“That you were mine.” He growled before licking over my most sensitive area, beneath my tail.
Moaning loudly I pushed towards his seeking tongue. HOLY FUCKING MOOSE BALLS I WAS HORNY. All I could think about was him filling me, marking me, licking and biting every part of my body. I grabbed for his head as he bathed me with the best attention. I sank my talons into the fur around his neck, the muscles unyielding against my hands. A pleasured groan came from him as my talons bit deep into his flesh past the fur and sparking something more exhilarating between the two of us. He stopped, no why did he stop! I writhed, my whines a complaint against the change. I needed more I didn’t want him to stop! “DON’T STOP!” My claws sank deeper into his neck trying to force him back. Zora growled loudly, covering my body he grabbed my hands and restrained them against the ground none of my squirming even slightly effective against his massive strength.