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THE WOLF'S OMEGA

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  "Fuck, fuck, fuck me, Geralt, oh Gods."

  Jaskier moaned as he rolled his hips, his Alpha's cock brushing his prostate as he sat. Heat and sweat spread between them as pleasure coursed through the Omega's veins. In all his years of fucking and being fucked, no one could fuck like Geralt. He was left utterly ruined and satisfied once his Mate was finished with him. And right now, he had the brooding Witcher inside him, rendering him a blissed-out mess, begging and chasing that needed release. Geralt only watched, it was times like this that made Jaskier conscious. Geralt's blazed stare caught everything, the way Jaskier rolled his head back, revealing his slender neck and their Bonded Mark. Catching the rise and fall of the Omega's pants or whines as a large, calloused hand gripped this waist, holding him steady while he let Jaskier lead. Those eyes landed on Jaskier's lips and the Bard smirked breathlessly.

"Want to taste, my Witcher?"

Geralt grunted, as usual, however, this one had a growl to it, and a big hand found it's way into Jaskier's hair, pulling him down for an open mouth kiss. Their tongues meddled, Jaskier falling forward and purring into the kiss. The Witcher's hands found the Omega's ass and thrusted up, forcing Jaskier to break the kiss in a keening gasp. Geralt gripped his ass, nipping at the Omega's neck or licking at their Mark. The Bard whined, unable to hold back his sounds and dug his fingers into Geralt's thick white hair. The Alpha groaned, kissing against Jaskier's jaw while he continued his assault on the Omega's prostate.

"Fuck, Gods I love your cock. More, my Witcher? "

He was flipped onto his back with a snarl and let his legs fall open on instinct. Geralt was a large man, but somehow, he fit perfectly betwixt Jaskier's thighs. Those golden eyes tracked him as he kissed down the Omega's body. Jaskier held in an impatient growl, wanting that fat cock sheathed within him. Instead, Geralt spread his legs over those large, strong shoulders and buried his face in the Omega's cheeks. During all his years of sex, no one had focused on his pleasure more than Geralt and his Alpha prided himself in giving Jaskier his all. So, he spent many nights between creamy legs, licking, sucking, fucking. Jaskier could tell that Geralt liked it, and he would never turn him down. The Bard gasped and arched, a lethal tongue wiggling inside his spent, leaking hole. Jaskier's hand flew into long hair, thighs shaking and breath racing as the Witcher feasted.

"Oh, yes, f-that's it, Geral- Geralt, hmm. " he writhed in the fur sheets, ""Yes, yes Alpha. Fuck me, please. Want your cock. "

  With a last lick, Geralt rose and crawled over Jaskier, kissing him. The Omega tasting their mixed juices and gliding their tongues together. He groaned, The witcher's cock breaching him once again and he cried out into the kiss, Geralt calming him with gentle touches, patience and kisses. The Alpha then gripped Jaskier's legs, sat back and thrusted. The movement gained a low moan from both and the Omega sunk his nails into Geralt's waist while they met stares. He was kissed again, his legs over the man's shoulder and his cock buried deep. Eager for more, he desperately tried to move. His Mate growled, the muscles of his arms and chest clenching beautifully. Jaskier dragged his nails down the Alpha's back, loving the way it caused the male to shiver and rut into him. Geralt could very well hurt him like this, but Jaskier new that the broody Alpha would never harm him. Strong hip rocked against him and his dick twitched, leaking and hard between their bodies. He could bloody well come untouched from this.

"Omega."

Jaskier purred and arched, " Hmmm fuck, "

"My Omega, such a pretty thing." The Witcher rubbed his jaw against Jaskier's neck, the prickly stubble tickling.

Geralt wasn't like most Alphas, which Jaskier preferred as he wasn't like most Omegas. But whenever Geralt did become affectionate, not that he couldn't be, it was not very often and it was even rarer to have preen over the Bard. And by the Gods did it feel good.

"Geralt!"

"Mine, all Mine." The Witcher growled, bucking like a beast, fucking the absolute daylights out of the Omega.

" Yes, yours, all yours Alpha, hmm fuck!"

"I'm going to fill you up, don't you want that, Omega? "

Jaskier's thighs clenched, and he purred, "Give it to me, I can take it, please please Geralt, come inside me Alpha. "

The bed creaked and Jaskier gasped, the Witcher's knot catching inside him as he came. Geralt snarling into his neck and rutting as he began to spill his seed. They panted and Jaskier laughed.

"You've ruined me, Alpha Witcher. No other cock can compare. "

"Hmm, " was the Hunter's reply as kissed Jaskier's neck. "Good. "