Anointed Omega: Aleph

I kiss my way down her body, starting with her tender throat, then moving lower, nipping at her bare shoulders, grazing her collarbones with my fangs, kissing my way down to the swell of her beautiful, full breasts. She rakes her fingers through my hair and whimpers.

“Aleph...”

Her nipples are as plump as ripe berries. I pleasure them both, moving back and forth between them, circling her areolas with my tongue before taking the erect buds between my lips and sucking them hard, making the little omega moan with pleasure.

I shift my eyes to check on the other alphas.

Still asleep. Good.

I slowly sink to my knees, kissing and licking my way as I go. I can’t help but imagine how sexy she would look all ripe and round with a litter of pups in her belly. That’s something I’ve never thought about with any other female before, but with her it’s becoming like an obsession.

Seraph was right. This omega is special.

My lips touch the soft nest of coiling fur at her apex. Down here, the aroma is even more intense. Between my own legs, my cock jumps like an excited dog begging for a morsel of raw meat. But my cock will just have to be patient. The omega’s needs come first.

“Widen your stance,” I growl softly.

Another surge of scent plumes from her center as she steps her feet apart, separating her thighs so I may properly service her.

I press my face into the gap and go to work, licking her slowly and methodically, running my tongue over every inch of her feminine parts, the ridge and bud of her clitoris, the pillowy mounds of her outer folds, and those fleshy inner petals between. Slick seeps from her like fragrant oil, mixing with my saliva and spilling down my chin as I eat her.

“Oh God,” she whispers. “Aleph, that feels so good.”

I slide two fingers inside her dripping hole and start to stroke, searching for her tender spot, finding it, then rubbing her there with unrelenting pressure. It doesn’t take long before her hips are shaking uncontrollably, and she is forced to clap her hands over her mouth to stifle the cries of pleasure welling in her throat. Her legs give out and she starts to collapse, but I catch her before she hits the ground. Her body is feather-light in my arms.

“Careful,” I purr.

“You’re the one who needs to be careful,” she whispers. “What are you trying to do, kill me?”

“I’m trying to make you come.”

“In that case, you’re succeeding.”

I grin. “Good. But I’m not done. If you’re not able to take it standing up, then you’ll just have to do it sitting down.” She gives me a quizzical look, so I clarify: “You’re going to ride my face, omega.”

Her eyes go wide in the darkness.

“Aleph, I don’t think I can handle another orgasm right now. I can’t even feel my toes.”

“It’s not an offer,” I growl. “It’s a demand. As your alpha, it is my sacred duty to tend to your needs. And based on your scent, I can tell those needs have not yet been adequately met. Now sit that pretty little pussy on my face and start riding.”

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