his veins might be firmer, have more of a texture, but they smoothed out under her hands. The base was thicker than the head, the flesh strangely ringed. Pressing there, she discovered three slightly thickened ridges, one as wide as two of her fingers together.
"What's this?" she asked on an inhale. The texts from her omega reproduction studies had never mentioned rings around an alpha’s cock.
"A gift of the monster and a very long rut. My knot is deformed and never fully goes away." His voice was heated and low. The sound sent warmth through her middle.
His answer made no sense to Naya, but she would not press it now. Instead she adjusted herself so she could take him deeper into her mouth.
He settled himself into the nest, lying back completely. She made a sound of protest when his hands circled her waist and started to lift her.
"Easy, girl," he said as he rotated her body arranging them belly to belly, their heads at opposite ends of the bed. The position gave him the opportunity for a slow glide of his hands over her curves, testing her rounded flesh, smoothing over the soft expanse and sinking down to the swollen delta of her sex.
She felt the careful press of his strange claws down her seam, a tease she couldn't help but lean into.
Gentle; he was so gentle. The touch was light and reverent, fascinated. It enflamed her. Repetition of the action distracted her from his cock, but she had no intention of letting him go. She wasn’t finished yet.
As she craned around to see what was happening behind her, she caught him licking her slick from his fingers, relishing her taste. He brought his cupped hands to his mouth, his eyes rolling back in bliss.
The awed expression made her insides buzz. It was a good look for him.
Eager to explore the rest of his cock, she sank her mouth around and down the side of his shaft. She tongued the strange rings near the base, as if she couldn't truly know this part of him without the use of her mouth, lips, and tongue. Those rings of tissue had no give and stayed firm under pressure.
She concentrated on those rings with her left hand, squeezing and pulling down. He was so wide here her fingers didn't even come close to meeting. Hungry, Naya worked her other hand in tandem above while sucking. She followed her desires. Her tongue found a space on the underside of the organ that made his hips pulse when she lapped at it.
The act should have felt awkward with her head bobbing, hands moving, and body bent over him lewdly, but she reveled in the act, hungry for more. She never wanted to stop.
She kept on, womb kicking and vagina spasming in ecstasy with his every unrestrained noise. She drank him until his cock swelled even more and released a fountain of his savory essence.
"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," he groaned, seed spilling onto her tongue. "Take it. Take me. Let me feed you, baby."
Senses consumed with him, she obeyed, getting as much of his essence inside her as she could.
"Shit. Didn't prepare for a breeder. No food. No water. Shit,” he said, taking deep, gasping breaths that moved her body with his.
His member was still firm in her hands, but she'd taken all he offered for now. Humming, licking at the little slit in the cap of him, Naya yearned for more.
"Stop, girl. Need in you. In you one more time, then water. Food."
He pulled her backwards, holding her against his mouth as he licked her sex from bottom to top. His tongue sank inside just long enough to tease her, then he was rotating her body to face him. Together they eased the silky spike of his cock into her core.
"Wet. Tight. Small," he grated. "Gods, baby. I just knotted you. How can you still feel untouched?"
His hands were under her butt, controlling her descent. He supported her, adjusting her position to best accommodate the girth of his cock.
The position provided unfamiliar sensations. When Naya tried to take him deeper, the pain of the stretch stopped her. When she paused, he kept on. His cock stroked unfamiliar areas, the angle just right. Every time it slid over a spot along the front of her channel, she was struck by a jolt of pleasure stronger than the pain.
"So good. So good," Naya whimpered.
The reticent one of her family, she'd always kept her thoughts to herself. This alpha