The Rebellious Omega

Blair POV

"Harder" I begged with a little cry.

He thrust in harder while my walls milked him. His hand squeezed my buttock and I mewled. I rocked and ground against him. It was like I was possessed. I couldn't get enough. He let go of my hair and put both hands on my hips, steadying me and beginning to slam into me as I whimpered his name, clutching the railing for dear life. I had given up on trying to be quiet and I had forgotten about anybody overhearing us. An o****m tore through me, so powerful that I saw stars and I screamed his name out loud, my voice going hoarse as he continued to pound me, prolonging the o****m and causing me to sob as it faded.

He reached down and began to circle my c**t with his fingers as my mouth gaped open. I could feel another o****m approaching. "Braedon" I sobbed, not certain I could take much more and yet, unable to prevent my body from responding to him. "Just go with it" he growled, his hips moving frantically back and forth "Let it come, baby."

It ripped through me. I flung my head back and howled his name, my body convulsing around his c**k as he continued. I wasn't sure how much more I could take. But I was relishing every minute of it. He began to tense and I could sense he was close. "f**k, you are so damn beautiful" he groaned "It's impossible to resist you."

"Good" I panted, looking over my shoulder and widening my eyes.

He swore and I looked back towards the forest, as he thrust in hard, once, twice, thrice, and then stopped, shuddering as he spilled his seed inside of me. My body relaxed, as did my grip on the railing as he slowly withdrew, careful not to hurt me, his hands smoothing down my dress as I straightened up.

Braedon's eyes were rueful "Let's get you cleaned up. I hope I didn't hurt you" he added, his eyes looking me over for injuries.

"You didn't" I assured him tiredly, taking hold of his hand.

I looked around for my panties, but couldn't see them anywhere. I frowned and then shrugged. I was sure I would find them tomorrow. I headed into the bedroom, Braedon leading me towards the bathroom. He started the shower as I began to shimmy out of my dress. I saw his eyes go dark.

Whoa. Hadn't he had enough? He cleared his throat. But the way he raked his gaze over me, said that he wasn't done, not by a long shot, his c**k hardening and beginning to grow erect right in front of my eyes.

"Darling, I think it might be my turn to have you," he said in a dark tone that let me know in no uncertain turns that this was not Braedon talking but his wolf.

I swallowed hard, watching him narrow his eyes as he reached out. I expected his touch to be firm, maybe even rough, but he was gentle as he plucked me into the shower, putting me directly under the water as he grabbed a washcloth and began to clean me all over. He was attentive. "Lucian?" I asked confirming and he nodded, a devilish grin on his face.

He reached between my legs and began to play with my clit as I leaned back against the tiles, my lips parting slightly. He was gentle but sure, his fingers efficiently bringing me to the very heights of pleasure as I was forced to clutch his shoulders in order to keep my balance. He was pleased with my responses, my nails digging into his flesh as I came again, automatically calling out his name. "Lucian."

"Good girl" he growled.

I looked at him dazedly as he reached up and turned the water of the shower off. He smirked and grabbed a towel, wrapping me in it. He picked meup, carrying me bridal style to the bed, and softly laid me down, trailing a finger down my cheek.

"So gorgeous" he murmured, looking awestruck, and then surprised me by placing a tender hand on my stomach. "Our pup," he said huskily.

"Yes," I whispered, with a nod as his eyes began to glint.

He cupped my breast, making me hiss before he slowly began to move down the bed, his eyes on me the whole time, one hand spreading my legs wide. I felt my eyes widen as he sniffed my mound. "Delicious" he purred and then I felt his coarse tongue against my folds as he lightly licked them, causing me to arch my back and hiss in shock.

"You taste sweet" he growled and then began to eat me out as I shrieked clutching at the bedsheets, my body writhing on the bed.

He was ruthless. He was merciless. He ate me out like he was starving. I came over and over again, screaming until I was hoarse and my voice was almost gone. He refused to let me go until he was completely satiated, licking his lips as he slowly raised his head, his eyes fixated on me, his gaze intent and bordering on obsession. ""Lucian" I panted "Oh god."

He nuzzled my neck, his hair tickling my ear. I was dripping wet and barely coherent. He began to trail kisses down my body. I was quivering and a mess. "Sweetheart" he murmured as I felt him slowly begin to lift my legs and felt his erect member at my entrance "You haven't experienced anything yet" he promised me, a gleam in his eyes as I stared at him open-mouthed "I'm about to show you so much damn pleasure that it will make you pass out, it's so intense" he warned me, my heart skipping a beat as I heard his words. I cried out as he entered me in one full thrust. That was just the beginning of a long, hard night and his warning was more than a warning, it was his word, as I discovered, passing out after an intense session of lovemaking, his arm wrapped protectively over me.