POV: JACKSON
R18+ Sexual Content
I grabbed the back of his neck and brought my lips to his in a passionate kiss. I wrapped my arms around his waist, kissing him intensely as I let my possessive, wolf instincts took charge. After breaking the kiss, I moved to his neck, licking and sucking on it.
"Mmn," Saint moaned loudly, tilting his head back as he came while holding me tightly. He breathed heavily, trembling slightly.
"I haven't had the chance to touch you the way I want yet, but you still came," I whispered into his ear. He rubbed against me, and I could feel that he was still hard.
"Alpha, p-please.....mmn," he begged, continuing to grind against me. I lifted him up, our lips still connected, and settled us on the bed. My hands slipped beneath his shirt, enjoying the softness of his skin.
He rose from my lap and removed his shirt. Slowly, he unbuttoned his pants and let them drop down his legs, leaving him in just his boxer briefs, which were wet with cum, some of it trailing down his smooth thighs.
I grabbed him by the waist and pushed him down onto the bed, climbing on top of him. Saint's moans filled the room as I kissed and nibbled on his neck. He tilted his head to give me better access. When I felt my teeth sharpen, ready to bite him, I paused, pulling away to sit on the edge of the bed and collect myself.
Biting him would be a way to claim and mark him, and I didn't want to do that, at least not now. I'm unsure if he's even ready for that level of intimacy, and I can't take his consent seriously in this state.
"A-Alpha, please don't stop. It hurts," he moaned, slipping his hand inside his boxers to please himself.
Watching him do that makes me lose my self-control, and I find myself on top of him once more. I gently pull his hands away and replace them with mine, gripping his erection and kissing him. He moans into my mouth, his body tensing as he clutches the bedsheets and releases into my hands.
He opens his eyes slightly to look at me before shutting them again and drifting off to sleep. I gaze at his flushed cheeks, and my hand instinctively brushes his hair away from his face.
I get up and head straight to the bathroom. As soon as I'm there, I rinse the cum off my hands before my hand slips into my pants, squeezing and rubbing my own hardness while images of Saint, writhing and moaning, flood my mind. My mind filled with how his lips had turned red from biting them and how he calls me alpha when he's lost in pleasure, sends me over the edge.
It's been years since I've thought of someone while pleasuring myself. During my rut, I only did it without any real enjoyment. It felt strange to think of someone who's gone, so I didn't think of anything at all.
I clean up and grab a bucket and cloth to tidy up Saint as well. I realize this is only the start. As soon as he wakes up, his desire will return. Omegas typically experience a long and intense heat after meeting their mate, so it's surprising that his heat took this long.
After I clean him, I decide not to dress him since I know he'll just take the clothes off again. With just his boxer briefs on, I cover him with a blanket and watch him while he sleeps.
Saint is incredibly attractive—there's no denying it. His eyes sparkle when he smiles, and his pink, plump lips always look like they're meant to be kissed. His beautiful eyes seem to express every emotion.
I sigh and half cover my face with my hands. I really need to be cautious. Having these kinds of thoughts while he's in heat is risky. I don't want to lose control and mark him.
Not until I've had a chance to talk to him about my new feelings.
He stirs and opens his eyes slightly. "Why didn't you touch me?" Is he awake or just dreaming?
He leans in to kiss me, pulling me down with him , and I quickly return the kiss. "It hurts, alpha. I'm so... mmn... it hurts."
"Do you want me to get you suppressants?" I ask.
He shakes his head quickly, "No, I want you instead. I want you to make it go away."
"Saint," I groan. He's not making this easy for me. JJ is fighting to break free, and I know that if he does, it won't end without Saint being marked.
"Why? You don't want to?" He asked with a whimper.
"That's not it..." I trailed.
"Then why?" He asked, looking up at me with a lustful gaze that just made my resolve start to crumble. He took my hands and guided towards his hard dick. "It won't go away unless you make it to, can you p-please make it go away?" He said and began to moan when I gave it a squeeze and start to pump it.
Still pumping him, I whispered, "I'm not going to mark you while you're in heat. But... I'm going to do something that'll make it stop." My thumb grazes over his tip making him moan loudly.
I gave his ass a squeeze before finding my way to his hole. I tap on it, making him twitch as slick flows out. I put in one finger inside, setting a rhythm as I go in and out.
"Mnn.....y-yeah. Alpha keep...." Saint was a moaning mess. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were teary and his lips were red from the amount of time he had bit them.
I added a second finger, going in and out in a fast pace making Saint visibly shake, clutching to me as his eyes roll back. More slick pours out before he cums for the third time. Then he fell asleep, again. With a satisfied smile, I leave to bring food for him because I knew the next three days were going to take this pattern.
I liked and looked forward to it.