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And God, she was delicious so fucking good, his eyes had grown teary, felt them warm on his cheek as he tipped his head back and drank her in. He'd suckled lips and dropped to his knees, sank down her skin, peppered lips over a meal that he felt couldn't call simply food.

This was nourishment, this was everything he needed and so much more. He smiled when she writhed, felt so much heat and joy in his chest when her legs kicked and her back arched, knees clamped around him. His cock throbbed and then so quickly and easily he came.

It was a wash of pleasure that bubbled up like a wave, and took him down, choked and happy, he was shuddering against her with each jerk and squeeze of sweet nectar. Then he resurfaced, cooed and felt his thoughts return—parts of his brain. His eyes focussed and he saw the glitter of a startling blue mask. And then eyes that were rimmed with a gorgeous gold, hair gloomier than the night sky, darker because of the pale of her skin.

But it was her eyes that caught his gaze, eyes that were shimmery from his kisses, unseeing as they stared at him, half-lidded and fucked up from his pumped scent. He was surprised that she hadn't passed out from the amount he expelled, so bountiful it radiated from him with each dollop of pre-cum that oozed from his cock.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, star struck. "God, your eyes, they do things to me. Your scent, it's fucking beautiful. I've never had anything like this. You're exquisite. You'll be wanted by all Omegas. You're fucking divine, and you reject me. How fucking cute you are, I just want to eat you all up."

His cock answered with promise as his hands sank into pliable flesh, felt up skin that was too soft and too silky. She was receptive, and he knew that from the jerk of her hips that responded too easily. His dick stirring and growing hard too quickly. He was full and yet, he wanted more.

"Helios," his name on her lips was beautiful, torn out in an emotional growl. "Helios, I told you this is a mistake." He felt the anger spike at her words, at her selfishness as his stomach coiled and growled for more. He dragged a thumb down her sides, peeling off fabric that covered her cunt.

"Stop fucking with me," he snarled. "I said it was cute but stop denying what we want for fuck's sake. Do you want this?" She didn't respond except for a small nod, and he took the warm redness of her cheek as a firm 'yes' as he pulled her panties down.

He was sinking when her pussy was freed, felt nothing but want when he saw a tiny swollen clit, so red and plump it was stretched free from its hood. His eyes were drawn like a bee to honey, to a wet and deep centre, his fingers coating himself in the sweet delicate lips that was velvet to the touch.

He was used to laying down for an Alpha, but now his eyes were drawn to the gape of a hole. Wickedness filled him, and he thought briefly of committing such impossible sin, to sink his cock into an Alpha instead.

His cock jolted and his thighs rippled, as he sank his fingers into her and felt it tug and pull. It was so warm and wet that it shocked him, the sensation was velvety, with soft bumps and soft ridges that had his mind reeling.

Like an Omega, his mind supplied, but so much softer. He felt it then, felt its phantom grip on his fingers on the head of his cock, engulfing him, swallowing him down and he jerked, growing so hard he could only whine and sob. In response she let out a cry, hips shaking as he pumped his fingers, her body was caught in the sensation.

He expected her rejection, for her to declare injustice and pull his fingers free from her cunt. But she allowed him to touch her and didn't demand a need to fuck him in the ass instead. His smile grew as he watched her lips twist into a choked gasp, arousal dripping from her body.

"You're so wet," he groaned. He closed his mouth over his fingers, sucked it deep within his mouth and then moaned at the taste of impossible juice. It didn't take long for him to kneel, lower himself to her hips, for his lips to draw closer to a shivering clit, his breath expanding over flesh. Quickly, his lips clamped over the protrusion in a kiss, and she jerked, wetness leaking from her hole.

What the fuck?" she was squealing as his fingers sank deeper and his lips closed tighter, the sensation seemed new to her. Too new, and he was surprised by how violently she seemed to react to cunnilingus. He knew now that he was right, that he was her first. Her first Omega.

She didn't know what to do with him. His smirk grew at the thought of breaking her, changing her, fucking her. His cock jolted, but he sucked harder, and she grew quiet, gagged by the pleasure, as she writhed against his hold. Her hands were lost, and he giggled on her clit as she grasped her breast, seemed to struggle for something to clutch. In response, he teased her other breast, two fingers stroking a hardened nipple.

The warmth that flowed between them made him groan.

"Helios—" she was spluttering, and he could see her orgasm quicken in the pulse in her pussy, could feel it in the shake of her hips, the contort of her muscles. The twist of curling toes. "Helios, I'm so close, I'm already—" Her voice was ragged, sexual as it rasped with a honeyed timbre that had shivers radiating through his flesh. Her voice was beautiful too, and he felt his love for it drip down the swell of his purpling shaft.

"You're so fucking useless, a minute in and you're already a wreck," he taunted, felt evil enough to drag out the entire process. "Your clit's so small, I'm practically eating you out." And he continued, tonguing her clit and sucking it deep and steady his fingers, digging deeper into her cunt, unable to help himself. "Tiny micro clit."

"You are eating me out," she gasped, "I don't fucking care if I'm small, I'm not like the other bitches in this community that want to stick their clit in things. I'd rather you do the sticking than me. Just suck me—"

"Yeah?" he hissed, felt joy swell in his throat, his eyes growing round with surprise. "You'd prefer it if I fucked you? Would rather I stick my cock deep inside your cunt and fill you up with me?" His cheeks were warm, his neck was warm, and he felt himself jerk in his pants at the thought. Goddamn, he'd met his match.

"Yeah, I'd let you do it," she groaned. "I'd let you come in me, on my tits, whatever, wherever you want. I'd even suck you off—"

"Jesus, you're a fucking slut," he gasped, felt as if he'd struck gold. "What a naughty Alpha." Her moans escaped her as he sucked and ate. Teeth nipped her lower thighs, drew painted red marks and through his haze, he saw the twist of her dark hair, caught the bite of her teeth on gorgeous swollen red lips.

"God," she whined, tried to drag him free from her, "I'm going to pee in your mouth." Her body was squirting, releasing wet fluid that tasted deeper and sweeter than peach, like tangy syrup. And it was fucking divine. "Helios, Helios stop."

"I don't care," he mouthed around her, saw the blush stained on her cheek, "I'd drink it down, if you do." He promised, his hands going down to his pants, his fist wrapped around his shaft. He pumped himself, rubbed the frenulum as he ate. Her hips were shaking, groin grinding against his tongue, and he lapped it all up. "I told you remember? This is my meal, you're not taking it away from me."

"You fucking incubus," she moaned. "Crazy motherfucker."

"I'm a fairy, darling," he laughed. "I eat pleasure."

"Yeah? Guess it's my lucky day to meet a sex maniac that sucks people off the moment he wakes after getting struck by lightning— Fuck—fuck, oh shit," she was gasping, her voice grew whiny, panted and rasped, "I'm going to, I'm coming—"

She came, contorted around him, legs clamped over his head, fingers through his hair. Her body strained, bent down so deep then the band snapped, the waves of her orgasm undulating free from her. And he lapped it all up happily, muffled within the crevice between her thighs.

"Oh my God," she was gasping as she jerked, "holy fucking shit. "

Through it all, he saw her eyes and the way they fixated upon him, so utterly floored and endeared by his presence. Her fluids squirted over his cheek, soaked his neck in its runny bountiful sweetness. His belly filled, his eyes rolled, and he was lost in the pleasure, in the pulsation of being tied to a soul that provided everything he ever needed.

"God, thank you," he was sobbing. "Thank you for this meal." He'd forgotten how it was like to feast on pleasure, to suck on the emotions dripped from a body and siphon it into his belly. For his belly to be full from orgasms until he was content and no longer hungry. "you're so fucking beautiful."

It was breath-taking and he felt lightheaded, as her cunt squeezed his fingers with each pulsation, then propelled him out with a hard audible, juicy squeeze. The pressure on his fingers was enough for his mind to link the sensation to his cock and he grunted, thrust his pelvis against the air.

Then he came so hard he saw stars. A brilliant white flooded his vision as if it were his first time, he was weak as he shivered and jerked within the confines of his pants. He felt the flood of liquid hot sticky and dripping down his thighs, felt it all pool below his ass, saturating fabric. It was so good, better than anything he'd ever had, and tears dripped from his eyes, overwhelmed by it all.

He collapsed upon her belly, sinking within her scent. His balls milked dry and fully drained into the gummy, sticky mess he'd made in his pants. He fell asleep, dreaming of her taste, hands around her waist, lips swollen from all the suckling, fingers pruning from her cunt.

The pain in his temples left him quickly, and he was sated for the first time in years.

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