Slow Dancing & Apple Pie

Fifteen

The moment the door opened to the apartment, Steve knew you were in full heat. The strength of it nearly bowled him over and his system went into overdrive. He pulled his jacket off, leaving it where it lay on his way to the bedroom. You were whining in pain when he pushed through the door, curled up into a tight ball.

The second you scented him, you uncurled some, mind hazy with lust and need and body shivering with fever and pain. Steve tore the rest of his clothes off, climbing in with you even as you rolled over for him, pushing your ass up. You'd already stripped out of your own clothes as the fever and sensitivity overwhelmed you, leaving your skin blissfully bare.

"Gonna knot you, pretty omega," Steve crooned at you, hands sliding over your heated skin. Your thighs were already wet with slick, but at his words and the touch of his hands another thick rush of it spilled out of you. Whining some, you pressed yourself back against him, desperate to feel him inside of you. Steve didn't make you wait any longer, hands gripping your hips and lining himself up to your wet heat.

Your eyes nearly rolled back just from that first initial stretch of his cock sliding into you. Growling at the feel of you wrapped around him, your walls already squeezing him tight, Steve pressed himself in until he bottomed out.

"Alpha," you sighed it out, the pain in your stomach easing already. "Please. More. Please."

Curling over your back, Steve wrapped an arm around your middle the other bracing on the bed while his hips rolled. Fastening his teeth on your neck, he rutted hard into you. The only sounds in the room were the sound of skin slapping against skin, Steve constant low growl, and your mewls and whimper of pleasure.

With a hard shudder and a low cry, you tumbled over the edge. Steve wasn't far behind, his knot already tugging with every thrust as it grew. When a warm rush of slick drenched him, he dug his teeth harder into the crook of your shoulder and let go. A final deep thrust, his knot locking into you, heat spread through you from where his hot cum was filling you.

Your body went limp, Steve's arm still locked around you and keeping you firm against his chest. Holding you close, he rolled to his side with you. Fever abated for the moment, pain soothed, you started purring as you drifted off. It was a sound that fed Steve, that eased his rut. The knowledge that he'd given you his knot and filled you with his seed like you needed.

It wasn't long before Steve was aware of the next wave of your heat before it woke you. His enhanced senses alerting him of the subtle increase in your heat scent, the rising of your body temperature, the low whimper that would have been imperceptible to most.

So, you woke up to his body gliding over yours, and his mouth trailing softly along the line of your shoulder. The moment your eyes fluttered open Steve hitched your legs up his hips. With a gentle roll, he slipped back inside of you, mouth covering yours to swallow your moan.

Slowly, he built up the pace of his hips, bracing over you on one elbow, his other hand touched every inch of skin he could. "You take me so well, omega." Steve's voice was a mumble, lips moving against yours.

You dragged your nails down his back, turning your head to the side for Steve's seeking mouth. The moment his teeth fastened over the gland in your neck, you shivered with a rush of pleasure. A growl rumbled from deep in his chest when you started whining, nails digging harder into his skin and your hips rising to meet his.

"Alpha," you whined, low in your throat, fingers sliding up his back and into the soft hair at the nape of his neck. "Want your knot."

"I know you do, 'mega," Steve nuzzled at your throat, his hips snapping hard. "Gonna give you my knot; wanna give you pups."