My One and Only Alpha

Chapter 14

The full moon was at its highest point in the night sky when Louis woke up. The first sounds to hear were the Chehalis wolves howling in celebration of it, and that very well may have been what woke him up in the first place, but the moment he did, he was harshly greeted by the throes of an agonizing pain so visceral, it deserved its own word. Coincidentally, it had one—heat.
Anguish would be putting it lightly; it felt as though his insides had been exposed to and doused in molten lava, and his skin was an identical inferno of itching and burning. Even his lungs were gasping in pain from inhaling torturously scalding air, the noxious oxygen searing its way down his windpipes.
The only thing that was cold was the clear wet slick running down his legs—an excessive production he had not experienced in years—sending uncomfortable shivers throughout his whole body. The hole his slick came from contracted and ached around its harrowing emptiness, and his inner walls stung from the lack of a knot they could hug to them. This was the worst heat Louis had ever had in his life, and it had barely even started.
The only thing outside himself and his torture that Louis could focus on at all was the Pack Alpha, asleep in his bed, and he made sure to cry out for him before he lost the ability to speak, a shrill, desperate screech of his name as his inner Omega clouted his humanity for good: “Harry!” 
Harry bolted awake at the sound of his Omega in distress, and his every sense was violently overrun and directed straight to Louis...the sight of him in the candlelight was something to behold. The Omega was writhing and thrashing against his ties with a hard cock—that mirrored his own—and slick-dampened thighs he didn’t need visible proof of, bleeding mating hormones through his very pores, and somehow in the strongest heat frenzy that Harry had ever seen in his life.
Harry whipped his blankets off his similarly overheating body and closed all space between them in a wide leap, ripping through the twine like it was dust to free the vulnerable Louis and then holding him tight against his chest. “Look at you,” he moaned into his mate’s neck as he hiked his skirt up, gripping the backs of Louis’ thighs to smear slick onto his palms.
He then brought his hands up to inhale the scent he’d collected and he nearly keeled over in want, taking one second to fight his imminent Alpha drop so he could get an understanding of the situation. Louis was, without a doubt, in heat. Real heat. Really, really intense heat. To all his prior knowledge, this hadn’t been something Louis was capable of, but it certainly was now.
Amid his distractions, Louis’ wolf had begun howling whines for attention, and Harry rushed to lull the sound so he wouldn’t attract outside suitors, growling as he stripped the shaking Omega of his clothes and yanked the tie from his hair to free its locks, forcefully dragging the beauty down to his bedding as his inner wolf needlessly demanded, ‘Take him!’ the whole time.
Now hovering above the Omega, Harry could get a look into those gorgeously desperate golden wolf eyes of his, and he knew in that moment that he never wanted to look into any other pair of irises again. Louis was his, and he always had been, but now he could officiate it. Bonding him might be dangerous, and inconceivably stupid in the face of Harry’s antagonistic predicaments, but this Omega belonged to him—and he was going to take what was his.
He willingly let go of his human mind to invite his drop, happily surrendering himself to his inner Alpha as he smashed his lips against his true mate's for the first time. And Gods, was it incredible.
The Omega's response was immediate and urgent; he whined eagerly into his Alpha’s mouth and sighed when the dominant deepened the kiss, ecstatic to know that his exploring tongue was currently documenting the taste of him to mark as his property. His hips jumped up to rut against his mate’s torso of their own volition, and his shaking hands instinctively found Harry’s face, tracing every part of it with his fingertips to similarly familiarize himself with his soon-to-be permanent lover.
Meanwhile, Harry was increasingly suffocating from the sweet scent of his Omega’s slick that permeated the air, and the time promptly came wherein he couldn't stand leaving it untasted a moment longer. He pulled away from the seal of their lips and roughly rolled the Omega onto his stomach, sliding down his trembling body and burying his face between his mate’s legs, his tongue licking up his inner thigh until it pressed up against the Omega’s perfect hole. The taste introduced to Harry’s pallet was an addiction he hadn’t anticipated the sheer power of, but he was now forever a slave to it, and he knew he would chase it for the rest of their lives.
The Omega squealed through a tight throat when his most sensitive area was lapped at by the wet warmth of an Alpha’s tongue, and the knowledge it was his Alpha made it insurmountably better. The hot breath of his Alpha around his hole seamlessly evened out the chilly discomfort that leaking slick inevitably causes, and Louis leaned back into that indescribable relief, powerless against his body’s jerks and jolts in rapture.
The submissive valiantly raised himself onto his elbows and knees, and Harry groaned at how much his Omega seemed to enjoy his actions, growling appreciatively when he spread his legs and presented himself to invite whatever Harry wanted to do. The Alpha kneaded his hands into the plump flesh of Louis’ arse and pulled it apart to fully expose his special spot, experimentally pushing his tongue deep into the welcoming entrance of the Omega and lowly rumbling against him as a somehow sweeter taste wrapped around his sheathed tastebuds.
The ecstasy of an intrusion—a gift he’d never been granted with before—inside of the Omega’s body collided with his senses like an ocean wave to a grain of sand, his every muscle flinching as he spilled his unexpected release onto the furs of the Alpha’s bedding beneath him. He cried relentlessly from the overwhelming pleasure, but even though he was still reeling from the climax, he needed so much more. He knew human language was beyond him, so he communicated his desires by impatiently swaying his hips, something he would do with an upturned tail if he was in his true form, and hoped his Alpha would take notice.
Harry had been nuzzling the backs of his Omega’s thighs as the cutie shook from his orgasm, and the sudden swaying made him pull back, the Alpha instantly grinning at the request and responding with the limited words he had left. “You want my knot?” he grunted in an obvious taunt, already well aware that’s what his Omega was after—no harm in making an Omega beg, though.
Louis understood the last word perfectly and desperately whined in response, jutting his pelvis further back in an effort to get what he wanted. When his Alpha didn’t move quickly enough, the Omega flipped himself around and yanked his Alpha down on top of him, hooking his ankles around the strong back and caging him in with his small stature.
Harry rumbled proudly at his Omega’s initiative and took his time running his hands down his thick sides; across his stomach, and over his hips; reverently caressing his thighs, arms, face, hair, just everything he could get to. It was almost difficult to fathom this enigma was now his, and nobody else’s, but he knew steps still needed to be taken.
And he was reminded of that when the Omega screeched at him to hurry up. Harry cooed and reattached his lips to Louis’, obediently hand-guiding his dripping cock to teasingly circle around the tight warmth of Louis’ entrance.
The Omega broke the kiss to gasp helplessly for unattainable breath as he suffered the torment of almost getting what he needed, and his hips bucked for the Alpha’s entry, stinging tears cascading down his temples in frustration. Harry finally took the right amount of pity and lightly captured Louis’ delectable neck in his teeth, breaching his somewhat gaped entrance and sliding himself inside that epitome of warmth until he had nowhere left to go, his length comfortably snug against the Omega’s practically electric prostate.
Louis didn’t even have the breath to cry out upon receiving his lifelong dream of fulfillment. He simply latched onto Harry and held his breath as he came a second time, ropes of white coating his chest as his Alpha purred into his ear in encouragement. When his climax subsided, he let the trapped air out of his lungs in a rough heave, his muscles losing their strength to clench and causing him to fall back onto the bedding as if he was boneless.
Harry’s nose led him to his Omega’s chest and he urgently collected every bit of release he could get on his tongue, snarling in praise as he was blasted with yet another enchanting flavour. He swallowed the substance down and sought the Omega's glistening lips again, kissing him with a careful gentility as he began to roll his hips into his mate.
The earlier fire that had encompassed Louis’ skin started to feel as though it had a cool breeze whispering against it, and with his discomfort finally soothed, he urged Harry to go faster by digging his nails into his back and yelping with a blatant tone of impatience. If this was a breeze, he wanted a tornado.
Harry obliged at once, and the shallow thrusting quickly became passionate slamming into his Omega’s flawless body, both wolves making pleasured groans at their differing but equally phenomenal perspectives of the rough mating.
The sensitive underside of the Alpha’s cock dragging back and forth along the bottom of the Omega’s inner walls was tantalizing—the Omega’s body seemed unwilling to let him retract too far, and it vehemently resisted the act of him pulling back, consistently entrapping him in a surrounding pressure that shot bursts of stars behind his eyes.
And Louis, who was finally cured of the haunting void of emptiness he’d endured his entire adolescence, couldn’t get enough. Feeling his Alpha inside him, completing him, sustaining and filling him, was a monumental privilege he couldn’t have ever accurately imagined, but it went beyond the luckiness of a privilege—this was his mate; therefore, this was his right.
Harry kept up his mating pace and wetly kissed down the curve of Louis’ neck, stopping at the junction that led into his left shoulder—where the Omega spot lived—and covering the pulsating area in his saliva for when the time came. He found himself speeding up his hips to chase this long-awaited joining and caught his Omega’s earlobe between his teeth, biting hard before letting go and whispering out a hoarse, “Mine.” 
Louis’ back arched higher at the possessive declaration and he whimpered through roughly bitten lips, unhooking his ankles from around his Alpha’s back and spreading his legs apart with bent knees and pointed toes, letting the dominant know he was ready and waiting for the knot. He needed that knot hidden within Harry’s body more than he needed the air he breathed (like he was even getting any), and the waterfall of tears from his eyes absolutely would not stop until he got it out of him.
Harry picked up on the Omega’s gestured request and focused on his human, yearning to speak to his Omega everything that was in his heart. The telltale tightening of his groin and tingling at the base of his cock were big indicators that he didn’t have much time left, so he used it to form the difficult string of sentences as he pumped his hips faster. “Breed you,” he grunted comically bluntly, meeting the Omega's oblivious eyes and placing a hand on top of his stomach to get the message across. “Breed.”
Louis choked on a gasp when he put two and two together and threw his arms around the Alpha’s neck, fiercely nodding in want as the Alpha removed his hand and lowered himself onto his elbows to be closer, two guttural moans reverberating across the minuscule space between their lips.
“Gonna knot you, I’m gonna bond you, and I’m gonna breed you,” Harry said surprisingly eloquently, a wave of clarity coming back to his speech and causing him to let it all out at once. “Louis, you’re mine. We’re gonna have an amazing life together—you’ll give me everything I could ever want, little Omega. You’re perfect for me. You’ll be the perfect mother to my puppies, Kimimela, my perfect Omega,” he praised redundantly, reaching the Omega’s emotions through his tone alone and making him sob. “Knot?” he purred in question, lower half quivering as the prickling sensation of an orgasm spread through his pelvis and swelled the base of his cock.
Louis knew that word. He frantically yelped in desire, outright wailing when he felt Harry’s knot begin to take its form and slowly stretch his hole to make room. His vision was long past the description of fuzzy, so he squeezed his eyes shut instead, loudly whining in anticipation for his first knot.
Harry had about three thrusts left before he would tie himself to his Omega and he made them count, pounding hard into his wolf-rambling lover before his knot fully popped. When it was finally time, he breached the Omega’s hole with his engorged knot and shoved himself in as deep as he could get, growling in satisfaction while his release was emptied into the submissive with an overload that would fill him up to the brim, and consequently, fill him with puppies.
Louis, a proud taker of an Alpha’s knot, had unraveled. It was an orgasm that was impossible for Louis to describe. It started where Harry’s knot was buried, and spread to every inch of his body. He felt it in his lungs as his breath cut off, felt it crawl up his neck and into his skull, making it warm and fuzzy. It shot down his legs, making his toes curl, and cascaded down his arms, numbing his hands and fingers.
As soon as Harry had begun to spill his Alpha substance, he’d grabbed Louis’ neck to keep him still as he extended his wolf canines in preparation for their bonding; now, with a short rear back, he slammed them mercilessly through the layers of skin on Louis’ bonding spot, and that's when the heaven ensued.
The Omega’s pleasure-filled screech from the knot tapered off into a strangled gasp at the new feeling in his neck and soul, and his eyes flew open to witness his and Harry’s souls dancing weightlessly above their bodies, intertwining and fusing together as one. It was the most iconically beautiful magic in the world—something Louis didn’t think he’d ever get to see—and the Omega openly sobbed from the fierce love he felt coming from Harry’s spirit, meant just for him. Harry was still focused on the Omega’s neck, bonding him as hard as he could, so Louis speechlessly watched over Harry’s shoulder as their magic celestially integrated.
The rich green of Harry’s soul spinning around with the blue of Louis’ created an ethereal bright gold, and once the mates were a single entity in spirit, the mixture broke off equally and shot back into their bodies, temporarily illuminating their skin with its otherworldly glow.
Harry gasped in surprise at the overwhelming sensation of having another presence in his body and mind, and he pulled his teeth out of Louis’ neck, wiping the blood off his lips with his tongue and additionally licking the bond mark clean. He then met his Omega’s oceanic and restored human eyes, and the breath of amazement he let out felt like the first exhale he'd ever taken. “That was—”
“I saw it, Harry,” Louis cried, finally able to use his words. “It was so beautiful.”
“You’re beautiful,” Harry lovingly declared, pushing his hips further into Louis to test out this knot business, having never before been stuck to anything in his life—it was incredible.
Louis wanted to experiment too—he purposefully pulled away from the knot just to revel in the sensation of being locked to his mate, and the pair grunted in amused pain, the Alpha immediately pushing himself back in to bring the pleasure back.
They gazed at one another in awe without need for words, shut inside their own impenetrable world, falling deeper in love with each passing second, and neither of them could believe they hadn’t done this sooner. They were everything—and nothing else existed now.
They never heard the pack’s unanimous howls of celebration in response to their Pack Alpha mating, breeding, and soulbonding all in one go. They never heard the drums that were pounded by the tribe members in observance of the salient event. They wouldn’t hear anything from the outside world any time soon.