The morning whispers of light traced themselves along Mon’s face until it was eventually caressing her eyelids, making the omega whine slightly before slowly opening her eyes. Mon squinted as the morning light peeked past the curtains in Sam’s bedroom, greeting her with its morning gaze which prompted the young brunette to raise her hand in order to block the sunlight. Sleep was still heavy in Mon’s mind and she was half tempted to close them again to enter the world of dreams again, but the subtle tightening force around her waist is what prompted Mon to remain awake for a little bit longer.
Mon slowly began to blink the sleep away as she started to wake up, keeping her hand up to block the offending morning sunlight as she slowly took in her surroundings, the room eventually becoming quite familiar to the omega as she realized that it was Sam’s room. It was hardly much of a surprise for Mon to wake up in Sam’s room, especially since she was practically living in the alpha’s house since the noblewoman demanded her company for almost every minute of the day, even before they became romantically involved with one another.
The memories from the previous night slowly started to drift into Mon’s mind as she began to remember her nightly activities, a small blush slowly crawling along her cheeks as she remembered the way her body had become entwined with Sam’s, her fingers laced with the alpha’s as she pinned Mon to the bed, her lips pressed against hers while the alpha made sweet love to her body. While it was hardly out of the ordinary for lovers to become intimate with one another, Mon couldn’t help but wonder if she and Sam were more… fervor than other couples.
Mon had always loved Sam, the alpha being an idol ever since she was a young pup and working for the alpha in her adult life was a dream come true for Mon. Romance was never really on Mon’s mind as she was determined to work as hard as her idol in order to work under her someday, and nobody knew more about her work resilience than her friend Nop as he became a victim of unrequited love because Mon never considered him as a potential partner due to her dedication to Sam. Mon knows that she should feel some level of regret of causing unintentional pain to her childhood friend, but she couldn’t help but feel no guilt when she think about his crush on her.
Mon always made her intentions clear about her relationship with Nop. They were friends and they were never going to be anything more than that. She adored Nop like one would adore their brother, but nothing else would grow from that despite Nop’s belief that Mon would eventually develop feelings for him if he adapted himself to the role of a boyfriend for her. The plan didn’t work, in fact, it only made things worse between Mon and Nop, especially when Nop attempted in asserting his supposed romantic role in Mon’s life in front of Sam, a noblewoman who did not appreciate Nop’s romantic assertion in Mon’s life.
The relationship between Sam and Nop was volatile from the start and Mon almost felt like she was a rope being tugged by both ends, one end being held by her childhood friend while the other was being held by her childhood idol. As Mon was not used to being in the center of attention, especially between two people who demanded her interest, she did not quite know how she should act around the beta and alpha. Mon especially didn’t know how to interact with Sam since the alpha become almost childish and reckless in her behavior, the alpha striking more fear in the workplace than before the night after Nop had intruded on an almost intimate moment between Mon and Sam.
Although things eventually worked themselves out. Mon was able to reconcile with Nop, the beta eventually accepting that Mon was never going to be more than a friend to him, and the relationship between Mon and Sam grew into a relationship far more intimate than a simple working relationship between a boss and an employee.
Because if all bosses and employees kissed and slept with one another, Mon would be very concerned for herself for when she would eventually have to leave Sam’s company due to the ‘No Workplace Dating’ rule that Sam has firmly established in her company. While Mon mostly imagines herself working for Tee once she leaves Sam’s company, she could not possibly imagine becoming as intimate with Tee as she was with Sam. The noble alpha was the only person that was engraved in Mon’s heart and the possibility of her ever being replaced was very miniscule, even by the alpha’s best friend who is far more knowledgeable about romantic relationships than Sam.
But Sam has more than made up for her lack of relationship experience with her actions towards Mon as words had never really been the alpha’s strong suite. Sam tended to lean more towards physical affection towards Mon in the form of buying her gifts, taking her out for expensive meals, and acting on her physical attraction towards Mon. At times she could be reckless, clumsy, and oblivious, but Sam always made it up to Mon in the end. Afterall, both Mon and Sam were new to the concept of being in love with someone, so they were learning together, which was a privilege that most couples weren’t able to have with their significant other due to the casual nature of romantic relationships in modern society.
Mon felt a tightening force around her waist again, along with a small groan from behind her, which instantly reminded Mon of her location in Sam’s room. Mon turned her head slightly to glance back at the alpha that was still slumbering behind her, her features soft and relaxed as she continued to blissfully rest after falling asleep late last night, which was partially Mon’s fault but was also not her fault at the same time.
Due to her royal birthright, Sam is used to indulging herself on the more luxurious options that were available, and one of her favorite items to indulge in happened to be wine. As Sam was older than her, she had more experience with drinking than Mon, the young omega never truly having a reason to drink aside from when she officially became of legal age and Nop and Yuki opted to celebrate with a night on the town. She has been out with her childhood friends a few times to clubs, as well as with her coworkers at the company, but aside from the odd occasions, Mon has never really felt compelled to drink.
Although the only exception that Mon felt very compelled to drink was when she and Sam first started dating and were struggling to initiate the intimacy required for their first times. The alcohol which Jim had provided to them had effectively served its purpose, relaxing and motivating Mon and Sam enough to push them into the realm of intimacy to claim each other as their own. Mon had finally become Sam’s and Sam had finally become Mon’s; alcohol no longer required to initiate any further intimacy between the two of them.
Although last night happened to be the odd occasion where alcohol played a role in the two of them becoming intimate. Sam had bought an expensive bottle of wine, attractive by its appearance in the shop, and so decided to indulge in it while she and Mon were busy watching a movie in her living room. Mon accepted a glass but had decided that it was her limit since the alcohol burned down her throat when she swallowed, the sensation not welcomed by the omega as she eventually finished the glass.
It was the opposite for Sam.
The alpha had taken quite the likening to the wine and continued pouring herself some more glasses until she became rather flushed in the cheeks, her gaze eventually drifting from the television to Mon, particularly when a love scene had started to play out. Mon did not pay much mind when Sam had started playing with her hair and dragging her fingers along her shoulders and arms, the two of them usually being quite affectionate when they cuddled; however, it was when she began to feel kisses get peppered along her shoulder and neck did she realize Sam’s intentions.
Mon was not surprised when Sam had suddenly leaned in to give her a kiss, readily reciprocating at as she usually did, the alpha’s lips almost being an addictive drug to the omega, but she was surprised when Sam had suddenly pushed her down on the couch with her lips attached with a surprising single movement. Sam pinned her down with her body and easily gained access to the omega’s mouth with a single swipe of her tongue to the omega’s lips to gain entry, and the kisses following the first continued to be passionate and open-mouthed as she dominated the omega in more ways than one.
Mon could not quite recall how they had eventually managed to move to the alpha’s bedroom, but they had somehow managed to fall asleep in the bed, the effects of the alcohol clearly being the reason for Sam’s blissful slumber as she showed no signs of waking up. Her face was comfortable nestled in her pillow while her body was pressed against Mon’s back, the omega suddenly realizing that the two of them had in fact fallen asleep last night without any clothes. Sam’s chest against her back suddenly become more pronounced, Mon feeling them against her bare skin, which had brought a new blush across her face. She glanced down and realized that she was as equally naked as Sam, the alpha’s arm and bed sheet being the only thing covering her from the outside world.
“Oh dear…” Mon said to herself, glancing down at her chest to take in her nakedness before glancing back at Sam to hear her groan slightly in her sleep.
Mon pursed her lips in thought before deciding to move from her position, slowly turning her body around so that she was now facing Sam. The movement did not wakeup the alpha, which Mon was silently thankful for, and the brunette was now provided with the opportunity to gaze at Sam without the alpha giving her confused looks and questions regarding her sudden staring at her.
While Mon admired many things about Sam, one of her most prominent traits was her obvious beauty. To Mon, Sam had a beauty that was incomparable, nobody able to mimic or replicate that natural beauty that belonged to the alpha. When Mon had first met Sam, the alpha was still blossoming into puberty, but even then, Mon was made breathless at the sight of the young alpha. Sam became even more breathless as she had gotten older, and when Mon eventually was able to see Sam face-to-face for the first time, she was completely blown away from her physical complexion. Even when Sam adopted a cold smile and glare for the workplace, her beauty could not be minimized and the sight of her still made Mon’s heart skip a beat.
To be able to gaze at Sam during such a peaceful moment…it was an honor which was not granted to many. Mon recalls Tee, Jim, and Kade informing the young omega that not even they had been granted the honor to sleep over at the alpha’s house despite being friends for almost two decades; therefore, for Mon to be able to see Sam in this form…it just brought a flutter of warmth in her chest which spread throughout her body.
Mon’s eyes traced every feature of Sam’s face, starting from her forehead which was being kissed by a few strands of her, to her elegant nose, to her soft and plump cheeks and then to her extremely kissable lips. Mon’s eyes lingered on the alpha’s lips, calling the feeling of them pressed against her own in a passionate kiss, as well as the teeth hidden behind those lips that often playfully dug into Mon’s bottom lip during the play of one of their favorite games. Mon couldn’t help but suddenly biting down on her bottom lip, it hardly having the same effect as when Sam did it, the alpha being the only one to inflict a sharp sensation within her.
Overcome with the warm sensation within her, Mon lifted her hand and slowly brought it to the alpha’s face to gently trace a finger along Sam’s cheek to her lips, her fingertip gliding along soft skin as smoothly as a breeze over a tranquil lake. When her finger reach Sam’s lips, she gently pressed the flat of her finger against the bow of the alpha’s top lip, Sam’s lip almost becoming plumper than they already were by the action. Mon then slowly shifted it to Sam’s bottom lip, slowly pushing it slightly downwards before allowing it to flick back up into its place again.
Mon was completely mesmerized by Sam’s lips, it probably being Mon’s favorite feature of the alpha aside from her nose that she adored biting down on during their game. Sam had lips capable of so many things: commanding an entire room with only a few words, ordering the most outrageous demands that are expected to be carried out, providing the most intimate of whispers to Mon that were pressed against her skin as the alpha held her, and capable of providing the most otherworldly pleasure one has ever experienced in their entire lives.
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“…mhmm.”
The second the disgruntled sound left Sam’s lips, Mon snatched her hand back in slightly panic as it dawned on her that her actions could have woken the Alpha up. Mon watched as Sam’s eyebrows slightly furrowed themselves together before the closed eyelids on Sam’s face slowly fluttered open to reveal disorientated dark eyes that looked directly into Mon’s gaze. Mon froze as Sam slowly blinked the sleep out of her eyes, her eyebrows furrowing as she let out a low groan, bringing a hand to her head to clutch at her temples. Sam gently rubbed at her head for a few moments before glancing back at Mon, a pained frown on her face.
“Mon?”
“Morning.” Mon answered back, flashing Sam a soft smile while the alpha groaned again in discomfort. The arm around Mon’s waist tightened itself as Sam tugged the omega closer in order for her to press her face in Mon’s neck, inhaling the brunette’s natural scent before groaning again.
“What happened last night…my mind is fuzzy…ugh, everything is so loud.”
As Sam nuzzled her face into Mon’s neck, the omega couldn’t help but giggle at the sound of the alpha’s complaints before threading a hand in the noblewoman’s dark locks, gently massaging the alpha’s head in an attempt to ease the pain in her head. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to Sam’s head.
“You had a bit too much to drink last night, you practically passed out on top of me last night.”
“I did?” Sam question, groaning again in pain before tightening her grip around Mon, moving her head to graze her lips along Mon’s neck. It sent a shiver down Mon’s spine. “What was I drinking?”
“That fancy wine you had bought yesterday.”
“Oh…that.”
Sam remained silent afterwards, pressing her face further into Mon’s neck even though there was no more accessible space for the noblewoman. Mon smiled at the alpha’s affection and simply continued massaging her scalp to give her some form of comfort for her hangover before suddenly freezing when she felt Sam’s hand on her hip, giving it a soft squeeze before curling her fingers over the curve of her hip that led to Mon’s rear.
“Last night…did we have sex?”
“Sam!” Mon suddenly exclaimed, a blush instantly coating Mon’s cheeks as she felt Sam’s hand slide down to cup one of her lower cheeks, giving it a squeeze. Sam pulled back slightly so that she could look at the brunette.
“It’s just a question.” Sam husked, her eyes tracing over Mon’s face before settling on her lips, the alpha making no effort in masking her centralized focus on the omega’s lips. The action made Mon blush even harder.
“We…we did.” Mon confessed, swallowing slightly as she saw Sam’s eyes darken slightly at the words, her tongue peeking out from her mouth to lick her lips. Mon cleared her throat. “But that doesn’t matter now. You obviously have a hangover, and we need to get rid of it before we go to work. So, I am going to go make us some breakfast while you go have a bath.”
Mon had the idea to leave the bed and to carry out the objective she had set for herself in order to prepare both herself and Sam for the day, as it would hardly be proper for Sam to arrive at the company in a very hungover state. While Sam has a whole lot of things said about her behind her back, she certainly did not need the title of ‘alcoholic’ to be attached to her name, so if Mon physically had to push the alpha out of bed, then so be it.
But as Mon had turned her back on Sam and had started to pull away from the alpha to get up from the bed, she was suddenly yanked backwards until she was pressed completely against the alpha, Sam’s naked front pressing against Mon’s equally naked back while her arms wrapped themselves tightly around the omega. Sam pressed her face against the back of Mon’s neck and gave a hum of disapproval.
“Not yet.” Sam murmured, her hands curling around Mon’s abdomen until one of her hands was cupping Mon’s breast, giving it an experimental squeeze. A sharp gasp left the omega’s lips, as well as a spark of heat through her body. Mon grabbed at Sam’s wrist, intending to pull it away from her chest.
“Sam, we can’t just-“
“Why not? We still have time.”
Sam began to press kisses against the back of Mon’s neck, teasingly using her tongue to graze along her skin while tangling their legs together. Mon whimpered at the sensation but tried to find some resilience to put an end to it before things got too far. She began to tug at Sam’s hand.
“Sam, we need to get up and-“
“Please.” Sam interrupted with a tender voice, her lips stopping her tender kisses to instead press themselves to the omega’s ear, her tone soft and vulnerable while she tightened her arms and legs around Mon to keep her close. “Just a little bit. I need you.”
I need you.
I need you.
I need you.
It was not very often that Sam would admit to her apparent neediness for the omega despite being a prideful alpha with noble blood. It was a known fact that Sam was a very proud woman, which is proven through her almost incapability of admitting to any wrongdoings or to even apologize for the said wrongdoing. Even when Sam had attempted to apologize to Mon during their first fight as an employee and employer, it was mainly Kirk who had to carry the alpha through with her apology.
So for Sam to admit to her neediness for Mon, almost begging for it…it brought so many sensations to Mon that the omega had no choice but to swoon for the alpha even more than she already has and give in to the alpha’s desires. So instead of tugging the noblewoman’s hand away, she instead pressed it against her chest, encouraging the alpha to continue her ministrations.
“Okay.”
The hand around her breast tightened, giving the omega’s breast a firmer squeeze than before while she felt Sam’s lips press themselves to the spot behind Mon’s ear, leaving a fiery imprint against the skin.
“Thank you.”
Sam then began to play around with Mon’s chest expertly, squeezing and groping the omega’s breasts while she continues to pepper her neck and shoulders with opened mouth kisses while Mon whimpered and whined at the multiple sensations while entangling her legs even more with Sam’s. It was phenomenal with how much of an effect Sam had on the young omega, completely making her melt under her touch. Mon arched her neck to the side to provide Sam with more access to it, the alpha immediately taking advantage of the provided space.
Mon felt Sam squeeze and grope at her breast before deciding to focus on her nipple, gently tracing it with her index finger and number, not hard enough to cause pain but enough to send sparks of pleasure through her body, making Mon gasp and grab at the tormenting hand, undecided if she wanted to push it further against her chest or tug it away. Sam pressed a biting kiss to the point where Mon’s shoulder met her neck, tracing the skin with her tongue.
“Relax.” Sam ordered, continuing her ministrations with her one hand while her other one ventured downwards past Mon’s navel before finally cupping her. The feeling of Sam’s hand pressed against her bare core immediately made Mon gasp is shock and delight.
“S-Sam!”
“You want this darling. I can feel it.”
Sam whispered words into her neck, and she slowly rubbed the omega, coating her fingers and hand with Mon’s obvious desire for the alpha, teasingly lapping at Mon’s neck as she continued to provide her pleasure from both sides of her body. Sam’s hand switched to her other breast to provide it the same loving treatment of the other, the dual touches that Sam was providing the omega driving Mon mad with desire.
“Sam…” Mon whimpered needily, her body trembling as Sam tended to her body with tender care while laying claiming kisses to her neck.
Mon felt Sam lift her legs slightly in order to part Mon’s legs to provide her hand more access to touch Mon, her touches teasing but determined as Sam traced her thumb around Mon’s bud despite their position of laying on their sides. Sam bit down on the side of Mon’s neck, growling slightly against it as she felt the omega tremor against her.
“You’re so wet.”
Mon could not deny her obvious desire and excitement for Sam given the current situation, the omega unable to deny it as she let out a pleasured moan when Sam slipped a finger in Mon, the omega’s walls instantly welcoming the alpha as she slowly thrusted in her. Mon’s body slowly began to rock in time with Sam’s thrusts, needing to feel more than what the alpha was giving her despite the pleasure she was receiving. Sam continued her pace, steadily thrusting with her fingers while circling Mon’s bud with her thumb while simultaneously providing enough attention to the brunette’s chest and neck, creating a sensory overload for the omega which was speeding up her pleasure buildup faster than usual.
Mon knew her hips were rocking erratically but she could not help it as she was chasing the climatic edge of pleasure which was enclosing around her, promising her the ultimate release which would most definitely send her over the edge in pleasure, provided by only the one and only Khun Sam. The alpha in question noticed the erratic nature of Mon’s movements and Mon felt her smile against her neck before she suddenly stopped, pulling her fingers out of Mon before the omega could even be lightly kissed by the promise of release.
“No!” Mon exclaimed, feeling no sense of shame as she exclaimed in disapproval at Sam’s removal of her hand.
Usually, Mon would be embarrassed of acting so needily in the presence of Sam, especially when the omega usually had a very clear head in the company of Sam and others, but in moments of intimacy, the submissive side of Mon comes out and all but takes control of her, willingly submitting to the alpha that desired her just as much as Mon desired her. Sam pressed a kiss to Mon’s neck before tracing her wet fingers over the curve of Mon’s hips.
“Shhh, don’t worry darling, it will be okay.”
Mon wanted to heatedly argue back, to scold and complain to the alpha about teasing her so mercilessly, only for her to freeze when she felt an object prod her from behind. Mon flushed when she realized that it was in fact Sam, or rather, her obvious sign of desire for the omega that she was currently aligned with Mon’s core. Sam used her free hand to guide herself before gripping her by the hip, pressing another kiss to Mon’s neck.
“Relax darling.” She whispered before slowly moving her hips and entering Mon, the warm walls of the omega immediately wrapping themselves around the alpha.
Mon inhaled sharply as gasped as Sam moved until she was fully sheathed in the omega, pausing her hips to allow the brunette to adjust to her while pressing kisses all over her neck. Mon clutched at Sam’s hand which was resting on her hip, the other moving to clutch at the hand resting on her chest. Even though the two of them were the closest they could ever be, Mon yearned to be even closer to Sam, the unity between the two of them capable of driving the omega mad with need.
Still not moving, Sam pulled her hand on Mon’s chest out from under the omegas grip so that she could prop herself up on her elbow in order to be above the omega. She slipped her hand from under Mon’s hip to instead move it to grab Mon by the jaw, turning it as back as she could so that she could lean down and claim the omega’s lips. Mon immediately tilted her head to push herself further into the kiss, accepting Sam’s tongue readily as the alpha began to claim the omega’s lips.
Once air became a necessity for the two women, Sam pulled away from Mon’s lips, the hand gripping the omega’s jaw releasing itself before traveling down the brunette’s body to its original place on her hip. Sam pressed a hot kiss to Mon’s cheek before moving her other arm to wrap it around the brunette’s shoulders from behind, pulling the omega impossibly closer to her.
“Just enjoy.” The alpha uttered before pulling her hips back and slamming them against Mon’s.
Mon gasped and moaned at the sensation of Sam moving in and out of her, the alpha’s thrusts steady and strong as she claimed the omega as her own. Sam’s grip on her hip was tight and only tightened with passing time as the noblewoman started to become lost in the physical sensation of being welcomed and embraced by Mon. The omega subconsciously tightened her walls around Sam, not wanting the alpha to leave her even though she readily returned with another thrust, intending to fill the omega up until they were both ready to release.
“Sam…Sam…” Mon uttered, similar as one would utter a prayer in worship, the alpha being the only thing on her mind as she continued to pleasure the young omega.
Sam pressed a kiss to Mon’s shoulder and tightened her grip around it as she kept the omega close, her hips smashing against Mon’s backside that the sound of the skin slapping began to echo around the room. But instead of being ashamed of the lewd sounds, it only motivated Sam and Mon even more as it was the clear chorus of their love and desire for one another. Mon began to rock her hips backwards in tandem with Sam’s thrusts, increasing the sound of the skin slapping noises which only increased the desire of both women as Sam began to speed up her thrusts.
“Mon…Mon…” Sam began to growl behind her, pressing her lips possessively against Mon’s neck as she began to nibble and bite at the skin, uncaring if it would leave marks become then it would become a symbol of pride for the alpha to be able to claim the omega as her own.
Despite neither of them having a mating mark shared between them, it was obvious that Mon was practically Sam’s omega, the brunette not wanting to belong to anyone else except Sam. Mon always loved the alpha even though she never understood the nature of her love until their working relationship deepened into something more, something much more beautiful and sincere. Mon never imagined herself falling in love with Sam, especially with how the alpha truly turned out to be, but now Mon could not imagine falling in love with anyone else but Sam.
Sam was the one that Mon wanted, and she hopes that she is the only one that Sam wanted too. There was still a lot to deal with in terms of Sam’s engagement and family, but right now…this moment belonged to them and Mon was not going to waste the opportunity to deepen her relationship with Sam.
So without any further motivation, Mon tightened herself around Sam and all but screamed the alpha’s name as she eventually came, falling over the edge of pleasure and seeing white stars while Sam continued to slam into Mon a few times before suddenly freezing and letting out a loud growl as she released herself in the omega. Both women trembled from the aftershock; white, hot pleasure respectively shooting through their bodies while they simultaneously clutched at one another with their lower parts, neither willing to let go.
Mon felt entirely breathless when her body eventually settled down, the tremoring slowing down and her vision slowly coming back. She felt hot all over, her body slick with sweat which was sticking to Sam’s equally sweaty body from behind, their legs still tightly entangled with one another. Despite having woken up not too long ago, a wave of exhaustion washed over Mon but it was welcomed, because a pleasant ache traveled along Mon’s body that settled into contentment. She turned her head back to glance at Sam, the alpha lifting herself again when she noticed the brunette’s movement in order to press a kiss to her lips.
It was not a deep kiss, but it was one filled with adoration and love. Mon couldn’t help but raise her hand to curl her fingers into Sam’s hair from behind, attempting to pull her closer despite their spooning position. Sam allowed the omega to pull her closer, moving her own hand from Mon’s hip to cup the brunette’ jaw again to keep her in place while the two of them kissed. The two of them shared several kisses, neither wanting to separate from the previous one, satisfaction building up between the two of them as they reveled in the warmth provide by each other’s bodies.
“Sam…” Mon whispered, saying the alpha’s name against her lips as she had leaned in for another kiss, yearning and love obvious in her tone as she stared up at the alpha with half lidded eyes.
Sam gazed softly at her, her dark orbs warm and tender as she leaned in for another kiss, keeping it light and sweet before slowly moving away from her lips to kiss her jaw, cheek, temple, and eventually her forehead, her hand on the omega’s jaw loosening to instead trace her fingertips along Mon’s face before cupping her cheek.
“Darling…” Sam whispered, closing her eyes as she pressed a kiss to Mon’s forehead, her hand moving to brush away the slightly damp hair strands from Mon’s forehead. Mon hummed at the nickname, leaning her head into the kiss with her eyes closed to revel in the sensation of Sam’s lips. Sam pressed a kiss to her temple before moving her lips to the omega’s ear. “Just a little bit more.”
Mon furrowed her eyebrows at Sam’s words, not really understanding them until she felt Sam rolling her over onto her stomach, the alpha bracing herself on her elbows behind Mon in order to support herself and not crush the omega underneath her. She had opened her mouth to say something but a moan instead escaped past her lips when she felt Sam experimentally move her hips against Mon, still being inside her and so brushing against Mon’s inner walls. She felt Sam shift behind her, pulling her hips back slightly before pressing into her again, a little bit clumsily but still effective enough to prompt a gasp out of Mon.
“S-Sam…” Mon stuttered out, the alpha’s slightly clumsy movements sending sparks of pleasure through her body, although the sparks were far more intense than before, her body feeling rather sensitive to the alpha’s movements. She felt Sam’s hair fall over onto her shoulders, tickling her slightly, before feeling the alpha’s lips pressing themselves against Mon’s shoulder, traveling along the surface until they were pressing a kiss to the spot behind her ear.
“Just a little more. Please?”
Sam pressed another kiss behind Mon’s ear, supporting herself on one elbow to use her other arm to gently move Mon’s hair aside to press a kiss to the side of her neck, gently licking at a spot before sucking at it. Mon whined at the attentive act, tilting her head to provide the alpha more access, her hands squeezing themselves into fists as she attempted to gather some control over the pleasure which was sparking through her body. Sam shifted her body again, offering Mon a taste of her intentions with a shallow thrust, making the omega gasp at the pleasure sparked by the movement. Sam slowly pulled her lips away from Mon’s neck, her lip tracing the bruise on Mon’s neck before pressing a light kiss to it before
“Please Mon…just a little more.”
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“Okay.”
Mon did have much time to say anything else as with her permission granted, Sam pulled her hips back and slammed them back against Mon, entering her one again and being welcome by her warm wall. Mon gasped, moaned, and squealed at the exit and entry of the alpha, Sam keeping herself propped up on her elbows in order to not crush Mon as she continued to move against her. Mon submissively ducked her head and pressed it against the mattress, her body getting rocked into it as Sam began to increase the speed and the intensity of her thrusts. She could hear Sam grunt in tandem with her thrusts, the sound increasing the desire that was already building up within Mon.
Pleasure was obvious to both women, the young brunette gasping and moaning at the exit and entry of the alpha, while Sam grunted and growled dominantly as she continued to claim the body of her younger lover. Eventually they both felt themselves growing closer to the edge, Mon faster than before due to the sensitivity that came from their previous lovemaking session. Without warning, Sam suddenly pressed her full weight against Mon, one of her hands moving to cradle Mon’s head with her hand gripping the omega’s chocolate locks while the other hand wrapped itself around Mon’s shoulder to keep her in place, the alpha’s thrusts becoming shallower and more erratic, but still fiercely determined to bring both women to the edge.
“Mon…Mon…Mon…” Sam continued to growl, pressing her forehead against the back of Mon’s head while she subconsciously pushed the omega further down onto the mattress as her hips slapped against the omega’s backside, the sound of skin slapping being a standard tempo set inside the noblewoman’s bedroom.
Mon didn’t say anything, she instead whined and submissively followed the alpha’s unsaid orders as she presented the back of her neck to the alpha, showing absolute submission to her and offering herself up like a gift for the alpha to take. She heard Sam growl behind her, her thrusts becoming harder until finally Mon could not feel anything else but pleasure.
For the second time, Mon became breathless. Her entire body tensed up as it tightened around Sam before white, hot pleasure shot through her body like a tsunami, her hand clawing at the sheets as she tempted to deal with the onslaught, most probably getting ripped in the process with how hard Mon was clawing at it. She felt Sam move a few more times before all but collapsing on top of Mon, wrapping an arm around Mon’s abdomen before embracing her tightly. She felt the alpha tremor and gasp behind her, body entirely tense as she pressed herself against Mon to ride out the aftereffects of her climax, similar to Mon as the omega reveled in the warmth that Sam’s body provided her until she was finally able to return to her normal self.
Mon panted heavily after she managed to gain sense of herself again, Sam doing the same as Mon felt the alpha’s breath against her neck and shoulders as the alpha slow regained control over herself, returning to her normal state. Their skin were slick against each other and Mon couldn’t help but flinch slightly when Sam eventually pulled herself off of her, slumping to her side to be able to tug Mon into her arms, cradling her protectively to her chest as she pressed a kiss to her forehead. Mon wrapped her arms around Sam’s waist in return, closing her eyes as she reveled in the soft affection Sam was all too willing to give her.
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“How is your headache?” Mon suddenly ask, filling in the silence which had taken over between the two of them. Sam didn’t say anything for a moment, probably wondering what the omega was talking about, before letting out a chuckle.
“Gone now thanks to you.”
Sam pressed another kiss to Mon’s forehead, prompting the brunette to let out a giggle of her own before she tilted her head up to press a kiss to Sam’s chin, the alpha tilting her head down to gaze at her. Mon flashed her a smile.
“I’m glad I helped in some kind of way.”
“You helped in more ways than one ever could.”
Sam closed the distance between them to press a sweet kiss to Mon’s lips, bringing a hand up to cup Mon’s cheek, keeping the omega in place as she took advantage of their close proximity. Mon couldn’t help but smile in the kiss, prompting Sam to do the same as she eventually pulled back to flash Mon the softest of expressions ever, one that only Mon was privileged to see. She stroked Mon’s cheek bone with her thumb before speaking again.
“Shall we have a bath together?”
“I don’t think that is a good idea…” Mon started, making a pout grow on Sam’s lips.
“Why not?”
“I don’t think you will be able to keep your hands to yourself if I join you.”
“Are you implicating I can’t control myself?”
“Not implicating. I’m outright saying it.”
The offended huff that escaped the alpha brought a bright smile to Mon’s face, taking delight in teasing the alpha after everything that had happened. Deciding to grant a small mercy, she leaned in to kiss the pout off of Sam’s lips before pulling away with a softer expression.
“How about I run your bath for you and then leave to make us some breakfast. You clearly need to recover a bit more from last night.”
“I’m perfectly fine.”
“Yes, you say that until you finally stand up to walk to the bathroom.”
Sam narrowed her eyes slightly at Mon but the omega was not intimated by the look. She just smiled and leaned in to steal a quick kiss from the noblewoman before pulling away from her to get up from bed, managing to tug herself out of the alpha’s arms despite the noblewoman’s attempts to tug her back. Deciding not to play with fate, she reached for the bathroom which was discarded on the floor and quickly wrapped it around herself before heading towards the bathroom to run a bath for Sam, the alpha’s eyes following her the entire way.
She did not need to entice the alpha anymore than she already has, otherwise the two of them will never get to work on time. Although something told Mon that Sam wouldn’t really care if they didn’t make it on time. Afterall, she made the rules and was able to break them in accordance with her mood and mindset. Since being with Mon would be the possible cause, she would find some kind of excuse of pardoning both her and Mon from work. Although just to be safe, Mon should defend herself from any further seductive antics from the noblewoman. Because seeing the size of the love bite on her neck was more than enough motivation to prevent the alpha from reaching her again.
She was going to have to come up with some kind of excuse of it…or use some of Sam’s very expensive makeup to try cover it up.