Chapter 34 FREAK IN THE SHEETS
SEBASTIAN'S POV
It's almost like we're shifting into a wolf with our consciousness merged but without the physical transformation.
It's delicious!
I can hear Alpha Ragnar's heartbeat thundering from here. I actually smell arousal pouring off him.
"It hurts! Make it stop." I beg shamelessly.
His chuckle is dark and dangerous. "Oh, I'll make it better, Sebastian. But you're going to scream for me first."
He captures my mouth in a bruising, claiming kiss. His tongue invades and dominates my mouth like it's his.
It's not gentle or calm in any way.
It's feral.
It's a wild and almost animalistic act, the way our teeth are clashing against each other and his fangs graze my lip until I taste copper.
Blood.
My blood.
It mixes with our saliva and something snaps in him.
Alpha Ragnar pulls back, his eyes glowing a red color. "Yurik wants a taste,"
Who's Yurik?
And before I can process what he's saying, he growls and nips at my jaw, then to my neck.
His teeth sink into me–not deep enough to claim or form a bond, but enough to break skin.
Pain sears at me from my neck sharply before morphing into pleasure that makes my eye roll backwards.
I cry out, my hips bucking up against him, slick gushing even more from behind me as the heat intensifies.
"Fuck, you taste like sin Sebastian," he rasps now lapping at the wound.
His tongue is rough but soothing at the sting of his bite.
Alisander is now feeling prissy and struggling under the attention, urging me to slow down.
So I tilt my head back exposing more of my throat in submission and Alpha Ragnar rewards me with another bite, this time on my collarbone.
My blood trickles down my chest making me warm and sticky and he follows it with his mouth.
He's sucking and licking the trail, marking me with hickeys and fang marks that will bruise beautifully.
My hands are roaming his back with my nails digging and scratching lines of blood that heal almost instantly under his Alpha regeneration.
But he groans anyway, pressing harder against me until his erection is throbbing through the layers of cloth.
"Harder," he commands and I obey.
I'm raking even deeper into his skin, drawing more blood this time.
The metallic tang fills the air mingling with my blood and when our scents intertwine, it's intoxicating.
Alisander pushes me aside and surges forward taking partial control. I feel my own fangs elongate slightly at his push.
Alisander bites his shoulder hard this time and enough to draw blood and taste him.
Alpha Ragnar roars out in pleasure, a sound that's half-man, half-wolf and flips us so I'm straddling him.
His hands grip my hips and grind me down onto his lap creating friction.
The friction shocks me and I arch when it starts sending sparks through me. "Good boy," he praises and those words make me whine and mewl.
The heat feels like a living thing now, pulsing in waves that make me dizzy.
I tear at my clothes, needing them off of me right now.
Alpha Ragnar helps me ripping my shirt open with a growl.
Buttons fly and cool air hits my skin making me sigh in relief.
But it's not enough.
He puts his hands on me, his calloused palms rough against my nipples, pinching and twirling until I arch and moan.
"Sensitive," he notes smirking with a smile before leaning down to take one in his mouth.
I gasp at the sudden new sensation.
His teeth graze at them then bite and another prick of pain followed by a rush of blood that he sucks away.
I thread my fingers roughly through his curly hair, holding him there as he lavishes attention on my nipples switching between them.
His ministrations on my nipples caused lots of love bites to start to appear on my chest mirroring the ones I have on my neck.
I'm thoroughly marked and trembling but on my lower body, the ache is unbearable. "Alpha Ragnar... touch me," I plead, grasping at his hand and guiding it down.
He chuckles against my skin. "Bossy little Omega."
But he complies.
His large hand slips into my pants and wraps firmly around my aching cock causing me to let out a small sigh.
I'm hard, leaking with pre-cum and his stroke is firm and maddening.
I thrust into his fist seeking release but it's not what I crave the most.
As if he understands, he removes my trousers completely, dipping lower as his fingers teasing around my entrance.
"Gods, you're soaked," he groans as he brings his fingers to his face showing me why I did to them.
He puts it back and pushes one finger in slowly.
The intrusion is bliss and scalding at the same.
His finger is slow at first stretching me just enough to tease.
Alisander howls inside me and I'm not sure what he wants until I feel my wolf pushing me to shift partially.
What does he want now?
Alisander ignores me and does what he wants anyway.
He extends our claws from my nail bed and scratches Ragnar's arms pushing him to continue as Alpha Ragnar brings a second finger circling around me.
But he won't go further.
"Not all the way," Ragnar murmurs as if reading my mind.
"I want you begging for this for days." He says as he adds another finger and makes them curl.
He's hitting that spot inside me that makes stars explode behind my eyes causing me to come undone and scream his name as orgasm crashes over me.
But the heat doesn't fade away after my orgasm, if anything it builds up again and relentlessly this time.
“Please… Alpha-!”
I am cut short by a hand on my throat.
“Call me Ragnar.” He orders then flips me onto my stomach with his weight pinning me underneath him.
"My turn," he growls, and I feel him shedding his pants.