The New Divorcée | L.S. MPreg | OmegaxAlpha

.Chapter Four.

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Thats where I got my shit! It's posted in my bio also if you are ever curious about AxBxO. 😀😀😀 And also my phone broke (I did not break it, I've had it forever and something decided to detach from another thing so the touchscreen ain't working and yeah.) I'm getting a new one on Tuesday though, so I'm sorry if I'm spacy from Wattpad or anything. I'm trying to get on as frequent as possible to interact with you guys, but it will be a lot better on Tuesday. Thank you pups! As an apology, here is probably the best smut I can do. Sorry if it's shit, it will get better as the story goes on, since this story contains lots of it! ;)

And apparently you guys really like this story and want me to update. I'm so incredibly flattered because I didn't know this story would be so successful. I usually wake up the morning after I update with a hundred more views and I'm honestly floored. So thank you so much and thank you for not giving up on me even though I'm terrible and don't update often enough. This is a short one, I'm sorry. Only about 1500 words. :/

A loud gasp escapes the omega's mouth. He arches up into the older man, lips parting to emit a throaty groan. Louis grips his slim wrists, tugging them together and capturing them in one hand. He throws them up above the boy, holding them firmly in place against the back of the couch as he trails hot kisses down his neck. Harry whimpers, squirming under the intense heat, his omega yipping happily at the man on top of him. 

Louis swivels his hips, pushing his ass down into Harry crotch and he buries his nose in the younger's neck, nuzzling into his gland, where his scent is the strongest. Harry keens when Louis pants into his ear, "You smell so good, sweetheart. So beautiful for me."

Harry buries his nose in Louis' neck, kissing his neck over and over again. "Daddy..." he keens, rutting up against the alpha, his eyes closing in bliss at the friction on his cock.

Louis groans softly, nosing at the skin on his neck. "You on the pill, darling?" he mewls.

"N-no," Harry pants. "You gotta pull out before you knot me," he notes.

Louis pulls away, his tongue peeking out from between his thin, soft pink lips. His alpha whines, irritated with this omega already. "W-why?"

"I-if I eventually g-get an alpha, I w-want to be able to give h-him children," Harry stutters out, threading his long fingers through Louis' hair. Louis nods thoughtfully before burying himself back in Harry's neck. He trails open mouthed kisses up his  to his earlobe, sucking it into mouth. He nibbles the soft skin in between his teeth, soaking up all the pretty little noises that escapes Harry's puffy pink lips. 

"You're such a whore. Such a little whore. Makes me wonder who else have been inside you," Louis growls, grasping the boys waist. He hoists them both up to the standing position, folding Harry's lanky legs around his small waist. Harry nips his way across the man's stubbly jaw, biting and licking at the flimsy cartilage of his ear.

"Only for you, Daddy. Only a whore for you," He pants into his ear, hot breath fanning out across the skin, little tuffs of fluffy hair curling in the slightest bit into him. 

 Louis groans, squeezing his denim clad ass. "That's what I like to hear."

Harry continues sucking and nibbling on his neck, chest and lips as the man stumbles, almost drunkenly, up the wide staircase to his bedroom. Red walls surround the area, a black oaken desk nestled against the wall. Bay windows open up to a balcony, over-looking the estate and the woods. Deep, blood red curtains are swung back to let the light flow across the space. A grand golden mirror is placed right above the large, king sized bed, little wall lamps and balusters spanning up the wall. A sitting area composed of two soft, round backed chairs and a table with an elegant red and black tea set are plopped by the window, giving the perfect view for a morning breakfast. The bed is adorned with white sheets, red pillows and a cushioned bench at the bottom to tie it all together.

Harry sits up, unbuttoning his silver tarnished button expertly, sliding the zip down with nimble fingers to tug the skin tight jeans down Louis' sculpted legs. Louis removes his shirt as Harry pulls down his boxer briefs, revealing his heavy cock, the tip an angry red and hanging, like it's too heavy to hold itself up. The sight has Harry's mouth watering and he grips the girth in his hand, giving a few tugs that have the alphas eyes fluttering shut,= before he takes the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue around. He prods at the slit, sinking down until he gags. Louis groans, slipping his hand deep into the younger males curls. He grabs a fist of his hair, pulling and pushing him closer.

Harry hollows his cheeks, relaxing his throat enough to let the mans large cock slide easily on his tongue. Louis snaps his hips, his balls smacking against Harry's chin. He fucks the boys throat until the fire burns in the pit of his stomach and he pushes Harry away, the boys eyes bloodshot, watery, and lips swollen a delicious red color. 

Louis pushes him back onto the bed, ripping, literally ripping his lace panties in two. The fabric was already ruined, soaked to a T with slick. Just the overwhelming scent of an alpha in rut has any omega losing control, submitting and readying him/herself as if the alpha will fuck them. 

Harry keens as Louis sinks in, rocking himself forward on the balls of his feet. The older man gasps, groaning and grunting as he sinks in. Harry throws his head back against the pillows, his teeth sinking into his lower lip and mind fogging as pleasure envelopes him, the smell of everything Louis surrounding, overwhelming his senses. The bedsheet, the pillows, the actual man himself smell purel of Louis and it has the omega seeing stars, his knees weak. His rim stretches to accommodate for him, he is not small in any way.

Louis wastes no time, pounding into him, relishing the euphoria of his cock gliding through Harry's velvet walls. He rocks deeper, dropping his face into Harry's neck, sniffing and licking his gland, the soft sensitive skin where he would be marked. He licks over it, Harry whining and keening and rolling his eyes back in his head. 

"Fuck, baby, you're so tight," he groans, gripping Harry's waist as the boy whines, his omega nearly sobbing from pleasure.

He squeezes Harry's waist, pulling him up to meet his thrusts as he feels his knot starting to expand. The immense stretching on his rim making the omega explode all over his stomach. Harry panics, his mind coming back just in time to push Louis away. Louis, not being in the right mindset, his brain fogged with 'get this omega pregnant, get him swollen with your pups', as his wolf whimpers in his ear, doesn't at first, holding Harry closer.

"D-don't...can't knot me," Harry shoves him away from his torso right as his knot pops, cumming all over his stomach and chest. Harry moves immediately, straddling his lips as Louis moans, fisting himself. He sinks down, his mouth covering the expanse of his cock, swallowing down as much as he can before he pulls off with a pop and goes to kiss Louis' neck, right on where his bonding mark would be. Louis grunts, his eyes closing as he pulls the boy onto his chest.

"I've never done that before," Harry pants, licking his swollen lips.

Louis blinks his eyes open lazily, just long enough to heft the omega up so he is straddling his waist, head on his chest and ass right above his crotch, where he is still cumming. "What?"

"Have forward sex. I've never looked at a person during it," Harry says.

"When I hope I was a good first time," Louis offers sleepily, a dopey smile spreading across his features. 

Harry smiles, pecking his chin. "You were great. Now get some sleep. You'll be up again soon."

Louis nods in understanding and he's out like a light, leaving Harry to bury himself in his neck and surround himself with everything that this man is and wonder why he's never felt so lovely in his entire life.