by Bonnar King
“Yes, Sam. You are the sexiest fucking man I have ever laid my eyes on. I can’t get enough of you,” said Justin.
He pressed his lips to mine once again, immediately deepening the kiss and letting his tongue mingle with mine.
Suddenly, Justin’s ripped my shirt off and yanked my jeans and underwear off forcefully. He then ripped his own shirt off, to reveal his rippling muscular body. He was sweating lightly, and the sheen of his sweat made his abs look even more defined and delicious.
Justin ran his hands over my naked body. The touch of his hands on my sensitive skin sent electricity up my body. He moved up and began kissing my neck, and then picked up the intensity and began to kiss my chest, and nipples very hard. He pinched my nipples and sucked them, causing me to scream in pleasure. I cried out, bucking my hips in raw, unadulterated desire.
My dick was solid as a rock at this point, and Justin had noticed. He put my cock in his mouth and began to suck it hungrily. He spat on my cock and jerked it while sucking it.
I could see his massive bulge had grown in his own jeans.
“Take it off! Take off your pants and fuck me!” I demanded.
Justin smiled, with his piercing blue eyes locked onto mine. He stood up beside the bed and ripped off his jeans hastily. His cock was engorged and fully erect.
Justin then placed one of the large pillows under me and flipped me over onto it, so my ass was facing him. His lips moved towards my hole and lightly swirled against it, causing me to gasp and tense up, my body growing hotter with need. He jerked off my cock with one hand while he jerked his own cock with the other hand.
He licked my hungry omega-hole while he jerked my dick, which felt fucking amazing. I had never experienced such a hungry tongue exploring my ass in such a manner before.
Justin could barely keep his cool and I could feel my own need growing as well. He laid beside me, looking at me with a loving gaze. His throbbing cock was standing to attention, and I desperately needed to wrap my mouth around it.
I got beside his naked body, and my mouth began to water with the anticipation of taking his entire length into my mouth. Justin lay there, watching me with the huge grin on his face.
“Let me take care you, Justin. I’ll make you feel like a king,” I said, taking the base of his alpha rod in my hand.
I teased him by licking and circling the head of his cock, causing him to buck his hips. I then spat on his cock and began to jerk it in a circular, twisting action of my hands, which drove Justin absolutely wild. I picked up speed and then took his entire cock into my mouth and deep-throated him.
Justin’s giant cock almost made me gag, as it was so long, but I was too horny to gag on his deliciously big dick. His precum and my saliva had built up in my mouth and was dripping down his shaft, and onto his balls. I took his dick out of my mouth and began to lick and suck his balls while I jerked his cock. The sensation was too intense for Justin.
“Fuck me, oh wow. That’s amazing!” He yelled.
His excitement only spurred me on to suck his balls and jack him faster, even harder. Finally, when Justin had enough and was about to burst, he pulled me toward him and planted a passionate kiss on my lips, our tongues sliding on one another.
“Sit on my face, Sam,” Justin demanded.
I did as he said, and sat on his face, while he tongue-fucked my hole. It felt fucking incredible. I jerked his fully erect cock while he ate my ass. Justin then lifted my body with relative ease, spun me around and began to suck my cock while I was on top of him in the sixty-nine position. I sucked his cock as he sucked mine. The desire for his cock inside me had grown too strong, and my cock-hungry omega hole to be filled by my alpha man.
“Fuck my ass, Justin. I need it inside of me!” I yelled.
I turned to face Justin and squatted above his cock. I slowly lowered myself onto it, and my tight hole hugged his rod in the best way possible, and I felt my own body go insane with need.
I slowly squatted all the way down on his incredible length until his entire cock was inside me and I had reached the base. Tears of joy rolled down my face as Justin’s cock stretched and filled my ass in ways that it had never been filled and stretched before.
Justin groaned in pleasure as he thrust his hips and picked up speed. He looked deep into my eyes while penetrating me. I jerked my dick while he fucked my ass at the same time.
Every single touch, every single thrust, every single feeling, was more than enough for me, and it was only a matter of time before I came, my body already growing hotter with every moment.
“Fuck, I’m going to come!” I yelled.
Justin looked into my eyes and growled.
“Come for me, Sam,” he demanded.
Finally, I shot my hot load all over Justin’s chest, while he fucked me raw. The sight of cum shooting out of my dick and onto his chest made him even more excited, and he took his finger to gather my warm spunk from his chest and tasted it.
“Hmmm, sweet!” Justin said, with a devilish grin.
This drove him wilder, and he began to fuck me harder, and faster, while his strong hands clamped down on my hips. Justin then lifted me up off him and placed me on the bed, face down. He got on top of me, and spread my ass cheeks open, before sliding his alpha cock into my hungry ass, causing me to scream into the pillow and bite it.
“Oh, God. This is too good. Pound my ass, Justin. POUND MY ASS!” I begged.
Justin began to thrust his hips faster and faster, grunting and moaning loudly while pushing his cock into me like he was drilling for oil. I could feel his sweaty, hot body on my back each time he pushed into me. His hot breath against my skin drove me insane. Justin was unlike any alpha I’d ever been with before. Such stamina and power. He was a true Alpha Male. He wanted to give me every last inch he had to offer, and I gladly accepted.
“Do you like that, huh?” Justin asked while fucking me.
“Yes, fuck me like your little omega slut,” I yelled.
Justin pushed my head into the pillow hard, as he picked up more speed, and thrust into me like a sex-starved savage. Grunting and shouting as he fucked me.
“Yeah... AAAAGH… Fuck, yeah!” He barked.
His balls slapped against my ass with each thrust, and I could feel myself about to orgasm anally because he was hitting my G-pot so well. I was barely able to hold off an intense orgasm for as long as I did.
I cried out as the sensation overtook my body and I could no longer hold off from the intense orgasm that awaited me. I came hard, my hips bucking and my ass throbbing with delight as I released my own orgasm. After a second, the tightness of my ass hole was enough for Justin as well, and he cried out while coming hard inside of me and filling me up with his warm seed.
“Fuck yeah!” He yelled, as his warm, creamy cum filled up my hole and overflowed out of it. Even then, Justin did not go soft or pull out but kept fucking me like a barbarian savage, causing us both to orgasm again.
The two of us relished in the pleasure of our orgasm for a moment, both of us not moving. Then, Justin pulled out, crawling next to me. We got under the covers, looking at one another silently for a moment before he spoke.
“That was fucking amazing,” Justin said.
“It sure was. I’ve never had anything like it in my life. I guess this is what they meant when they said there’s nothing like pregnant sex," I said, giggling.
This was exactly what I wanted, and Justin gave me what I had desired.
“I love you, Sam,” said Justin, as he embraced me.
“I love you, too,” I said, as Justin’s masculine alpha scent comforted me like a blanket.
I felt so safe, and for the first time in my life, I also felt like I belonged somewhere. I belonged with Justin.
The big day, or should I say night, finally came. I woke up screaming with both panic and excitement because my water had broken. I was beginning to have the most painful contractions. Not that I had any previous experienced of this before, but fuck me
, this hurt so much.
Justin carried me to the car, opened the passenger side and gently placed me inside.
We rushed to the hospital and Justin got me a wheelchair and took me to the maternity center. Where we were taken to a private birthing suite, which looked like it was reserved for the rich and famous. We were joined by a few more nurses and cesarean specialist.
I could now begin to feel the baby kicking inside me.
“Get this baby out of me!” I screamed, as I squeezed Justin’s hand tightly.
“They’re doing everything they can. You’ll be fine,” Justin said.
“I feel like I’m about to die, and you’re telling me everything will be fucking fine?” I asked, angrily.
“I mean, you’re okay. Please try to relax,” Justin said, in a futile attempt to calm me down.
“Calm down? CALM DOWN? You did this to me, you jerk!” I yelled.
Justin smiled and held my hand tighter. He knew I was losing my mind in a moment of madness due to the pain.
Luckily, I was given a regional anesthesia, and could feel nothing from the waist down. Then the C-section was carried out. I saw the tiny incision made, which felt odd because I didn’t feel anything except the slight pulling of my skin. I wasn’t even concerned about the scar that it would leave. I was more excited to see our baby.
The midwife pulled my baby out of me, and I knew everything would be fine when I heard him cry. Justin reached forward and cut the umbilical cord and looked at me with pure love in his eyes.
The baby was cleaned and weighed by the nurses, and Justin looked eager to get him in his hands, just as I was desperate to see and hold our child.
“What does he look like? Is he healthy?” I asked.
“He’s absolutely beautiful,” Justin said, with a beaming smile as he took the baby in his arms.
“Please bring him to me. I need to hold him,” I said.
Justin gently handed our baby to me. And although I knew that every parent always thinks that their baby is the cutest baby they’ve ever seen, I had to admit—our baby was very cute. He was a pretty big baby, chubby and pretty strong too from the way he was holding onto my thumb. He had the same eyes as Justin, and to my surprise, wasn’t even crying any more.
“He’s absolutely beautiful, Justin. I will name him Justin Sam Jr.—after his fathers’,” I said.
“Are you sure about that? Won’t that get confusing?” Justin asked, smiling.
“He is his fathers’ son. It’s perfect,” I declared.
Justin took little junior in his arms and looked down into his eyes. It was a beautiful sight to see such a strong alpha male such as Justin totally melt when holding his child. I knew he would do anything to protect this baby. Our baby.
It was the strangest feeling—our lives went from it being just Justin and I, to now being the three of us, and I had to admit, this baby had just taken the number one spot as the most important person in our lives.
I knew Justin felt the same way as he looked back at me with pride. I was his omega, and he was my alpha. It was fate that brought us together.
THE END
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The Omega’s Alpha Mate
The Omega’s Surprise Baby: Book 3
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Book Description
This is a 34k Novella with a HEA and NO CLIFFHANGER!
Tony:
I’m Tony Arthur. I’m just your everyday, ordinary omega trying to make something for myself. Being hired as the personal assistant of a very rich, alpha CEO?
Dream come true? Best thing to ever happen to me? I’d have to say a big, fat hell yeah. I never thought I’d get this far for a first job out of college, but here it is, and I’ve never been prouder of myself.
Until I find out I was only hired because the alpha boss wants me…in his bed.
My alpha boss, Caden, is the epitome of arrogance and sinful looks rolled into one. He makes me want to prove myself as the best assistant he’s ever had. He makes me want to run away when he looks at me a certain way. Most of all, he makes me want to surrender to his hot, hot kisses…
Caden:
I’m Caden Shaw. CEO. Billionaire. Genius.
I love my work. I love my life. And I love omegas. Especially the cute omega who is currently my assistant.
He’s hotter than hot, with a whip-smart mouth and a tendency to be passionate about everything he does. It makes me think where else that passion can translate to…and what else that mouth can do.
The only problem is that he doesn’t like me much—and he isn’t afraid to hide it.
But it’s not going to be a problem for long.
I always get what I want.
And this time, I want him.
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Tony
I prided myself on being early—on always being the first one in a scheduled meeting, on always finding the time to be neat-looking and presentable before everyone got in. It was part of my punctual nature and organization skills. I anticipated every possible scenario that came along, and I always had the arsenal to meet them and make sure everything went smoothly.
Unfortunately, I hadn’t anticipated for the rain today.
Cursing under my breath, I hurried inside the building, embarrassed to be splattering water all over the place. The lobby was carpeted and gorgeous, just as gorgeous as the rest of the building…and here I was dripping wet and ruining everything. I glanced at the people moving about, relieved that none of them called my attention.
Yet.
Naturally, everyone was looking glamorous and dry. You’d think working in a tech company would have turned them no-nonsense and somewhat nerdy, but apparently stereotypes didn’t apply here. The fashionable clothes of the people in the lobby alone were off the charts.
I quickly located the restroom and scurried in right away. A glance at my reflection in the mirror had me groaning. Great. I looked like a drowned rat. I eyed my outfit critically, then decided that the only way to salvage it was to act as soon as possible.
There was no way I was giving up so easily.
I locked the door. Then I hurriedly removed my clothes and placed them under the hand dryer, watching myself in the mirror again. Perhaps the good thing about this was that I could always go for the slick look, something that I noticed some omegas managed to pull off with ease. I washed my face and reapplied my makeup, a process that didn’t really take much time since I only used light touches. Then I smiled at my reflection, unable to control my giddiness of starting my new job.
Even this time, a week after my interview and contract signing, I still couldn’t believe that I was the one chosen—me, out of all the eligible candidates that applied. Being the personal assistant of the CEO of the biggest software companies in the world was a very big deal—and for someone who’d just graduated from college, it was an even bigger deal for me.
There had been applicants that I knew were far more qualified for the position, which baffled me that I was the one who got the call back. But I wasn’t going to spit in the face of a blessing like this. I just had to prove I could do it.
When the clothes were dry, I smoothed any wrinkles out before hurriedly donning them. The grin spread wider on my face when I saw that I looked fresh—even fresher, in fact, with the slick-hair look I was currently sporting.
Perfect.
A quick glance at my watch determined that I still had thirty minutes to spare before the start of my work day—aka my first meeting with my new boss. I hadn’t personally met him because he didn’t come to job interviews, but I researched a bit about his background. Apparently, he was fairly young, just as the company itself. He had developed some programs at a very young age which he sold for millions. Millions turned to billions as he continued selling software app after software app, right before he created this company from the ground up. He was the epitome of a true self-made billionaire, and it
was mind-boggling that he had done it all on his own. I guess that’s what being a true alpha is all about.
He was also apparently a child genius, having won a dozen chess tournaments as a kid.
How could anyone be so staggeringly successful?
Of course, gossip went around that he also wasn’t lacking in the looks department, though I hadn’t bothered to check on that. I didn’t have time to sigh over hot alphas, because I had only one goal at the moment: and that was to succeed in my new job.
I was so going to knock their socks off and prove that an omega like me was up for the task and more than capable of hanging in this world of alphas.
I walked out of the restroom feeling confident. I doubled that confidence by getting some coffee from the vending machine, knowing it would help energize me. I strutted in my new shoes, which had a slightly bigger heel than I would normally wear. However, due to my shorter than average height, I didn’t want to appear too timid to be in this environment, so I needed all the help I could get. First impressions, after all, lasted a hell of a lot more than one would think.
I awkwardly made my way towards the elevator due to my new shoes not having fully stretched to fit me right yet. Perhaps I was too engrossed in my thoughts to watch where I was going—either that, or this just wasn’t my lucky day. I stumbled on someone’s foot, which in turn had my grip on my coffee cup loosening—and me falling all over myself to regain my balance. A snap sounded as my heel broke. Then I was flailing my hands as I lost my balance completely.
Realizing there was nothing to hold on to, I placed my hands in front of me and closed my eyes, bracing for the fall. I felt a thud as I bumped into something hard, but not as hard as the floor.
And not as painful.
Immediately, I opened my eyes—and my breath caught in my throat.
