Come to my office.
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While it not being out of the ordinary for Sam to demand Mon’s presence in her office, the young woman couldn’t help but pause at the text message as she stood up from her desk to gather her things before heading off to lunch with her co-workers.
From an outside perspective, one would perceive Sam’s message being one of a professional nature, especially since it was known secret that Sam and Mon worked privately with one another in order to avoid a possible leaking case of the company’s content again. From past experiences, the employees of the company had learnt that Sam was never one to mince words, despite Mon knowing otherwise. Sam was a proud alpha, born into the royal family, and a renowned ice-queen who was capable of sending all omegas, betas, and even fellow alphas into submission with a single sharp look.
Mon most certainly could remember the way she felt when she first met Sam face-to-face after so many years, the noblewoman’s dominating pheromones sending every employee into a terrified frenzy, her eyes and voice sharp with authority as she demanded respect and obedience from everyone in the office. The strong scent of mint cemented itself in the workplace, making all the omega employees bow their heads in submission while the betas straightened themselves into respectful positions, tensing up and readying themselves for whatever orders their boss was to give them.
With Mon being an omega herself, she was unable to resist Sam’s pheromones and naturally bowed her head submissively to the alpha despite Sam not paying a single mind to the omega while standing a few feet from her. Sam had ulterior motives during their first meeting, which consisted of firing two of her employees who were revealed to be in a relationship in front of the entire office, an action which initiated two learning processes for Mon: the first being that it was forbidden for employees to date one another within the company, and the second being that Sam was not the woman who Mon thought she was.
Fortunately, Mon has always prided herself on her abilities to adapt to situations and working under Sam in her company was yet another situation she had to adapt to in order to work close with her idol, a childhood dream which had finally become a reality. Although Sam most definitely did not make it easy.
Sam was a proud alpha that was not used to rejection or opposition, and for Mon, a mere omega, to oppose her in the middle of a meeting with all the employees was an action which was not easily forgotten by the alpha, or by anyone else in the company. Even when Mon met Kirk, a beta who was Sam’s business partner and fiancé, one of the first things which he had learnt about the omega was that she opposed to Sam’s pressuring work ethic during the meeting, something which had oddly impressed him since the action apparently had an effect on Sam in more ways than one. He was even more impressed when Mon had rejected Sam’s peace offering when she had him buy snacks for the whole office the night after the phone conversation between her and Mon.
Mon was not like most omegas with whom Sam had to deal with, and while it appeared to be troublesome to some employees in the office, it worked in their favor because Sam’s ruthlessness in the office somewhat softened in some kind of way since the arrival of the omega and her appointed position as the middleman between Sam and the employees during the development of content ideas. From the employees’ perspectives, Mon was a blessing in disguise as she was the front woman to the breathing dragon known as their boss as she was the one that had to directly interact with her and receive the full effect of her opinions towards the developed content.
None of them desired to be in Mon’s shoes and happily encouraged the young omega to continue working in the company to prevent the return of the previous working conditions they were forced under before the arrival of the young intern. While Mon did struggle at first, she was resilient in her work and it eventually paid off as she found herself beginning to flourish under the working guide of her co-workers and of Sam; however, the relationship between Mon and Sam also began to flourish when they began working more closely together.
Mon couldn’t help but bite her lip in contemplation as Sam’s message continued to stare up at her, the four words sending some kind of heat to her belly despite them being reflected on her phone screen. Thoughts from last night started to drift into her mind, a blush crawling along her cheeks as she began to recall the way she reacted when she felt her wrists getting pinned above her head by two strong hands, a set of lips pressing themselves hotly against the column of her neck while a bare body pressed itself into her own equally bare body while she arched herself to desperately chased the warmth of the body as it-
“-Mon? Mon!”
The sound of her name snapped Mon out of her thoughts, her eyes scrambling up to eventually lock eyes with Yha, a fellow omega who had quickly become one of Mon’s friends in the office. Yha looked at her with furrowed eyebrows, her own bag over her shoulder as she stood beside Mon’s desk.
“Y-Yes?” Mon stuttered out, suddenly feeling embarrassed having been caught drifting into space. Yha gave her an odd look.
“Are you coming? The others are waiting for us.” She said, pointing at the office entrance to where Chin and Noi were standing as they waited for the two omegas, Noi slapping Chin upside the head with a scowl on her face while Chin clutched the back of it in pain, obviously having said something which had earned him the hit.
It had become a new norm for Mon and the others to spend lunch together, usually the four of them eating in the office space; however, Chin suggested that they all go to a nearby café for lunch, the suggestion being prompted from his desire to eat away from the piling tower of paperwork which has been forced on him for the past week, something which only Mon knew the reasoning behind. The omega was prepared to go to have lunch with them, but since she had gotten a text message from a certain alpha, she suddenly felt conflicted. Mon glanced at her coworkers, her phone, and then to her coworkers again before coming to a decision.
“Sorry, but I have to sit this one out. Miss Sam just ordered me to come to her office.” Mon said, flashing an apologetic look at Yha. Her fellow omega immediately protested.
“Why? You are on lunch break! I know the Lady Boss wants us to work hard but even we are entitled to a break! Why does she even want to see you? You have already presented our ideas this morning!”
Yes, she did do that… while also spending a good twenty minutes locking lips with the alpha to the extent that she was eventually pressed into the office couch with Sam’s hands under her skirt exploring her inner thighs until Mon eventually managed to find some kind of strength to push the alpha off her, not wanting things to go further than they should when they are in the middle of a working morning.
The look which Sam gave her when she eventually excused herself, eyes as dark as the midnight sky and her lipstick slightly smudged as she was left on her own on the couch, it simply made Mon wonder about the reason of her sudden demanded presence in the office.
“Do you really want to risk me not going to her office while she is still in a good mood?” Mon asked, playing the card that she knew would work.
Its effect was almost immediate. Mon watched as Yha’s eyes suddenly widened and her face paled at the idea of an angry Sam, especially since it would not be out of the ordinary for the alpha to get angry because her orders were not followed, the whole office having experienced the effect of Sam’s anger multiple times.
“N-No, w-w would hate to have that. Maybe…you know, should meet with her. For the greater good.” Yha stuttered, flashing Mon a wobbly smile as she glanced to the others and then back to Mon, taking a few shaky steps towards the exit. “Can I at least get you something from the café.”
Mon smiled and shook her head, prompting Yha to nod in return before hurrying towards the exit, quickly pushing Chin out the way as he noticed her presence, causing him to yelp as he was shoved hard into the wall during Yha’s quick escape from the office. Mon couldn’t help but chuckle at her friend’s haste to escape, Noi and Chin asking her questions as they left Mon behind, the omega shaking her head before placing her bag and phone in their original place before turning in the direction of Sam’s office.
While she knew that she was not in any danger entering the office, Mon couldn’t help but feel a hint of nerves as she walked closer to the closed door, knowing that Sam was just on the opposite side of it, waiting for her to arrive. With everyone else having left for lunch, it was only Sam and Mon left in the workplace, and the thought sent a spark of excitement through Mon despite there being no reason for it. When she eventually arrived at the door, Mon took a deep breath before knocking on it.
“Sam?” She called out, not bothering to use her usual title since it was only her in the workplace.
No answer.
She knocked again.
“Sam?” She called out again, waiting for permission to enter the office despite her presence being demanded by the alpha.
Still no answer.
Deciding that it would be best to simply push through, Mon grabbed the door handle and gently opened it, walking into the office, her eyes immediately going to the desk where she expected Sam to be sitting at, only for the alpha not to be there. Mon frowned.
“Sam?” She called out, her eyes scanning the room as she stepped past the threshold and closed the door behind her, wondering where the alpha could be since she did not recall seeing the noblewoman leaving her office after they had their morning session together.
Mon opened her mouth to call out to the alpha again, but then she was suddenly hit with the scent of strong mint in the room, the smell filling Mon’s nostrils and enveloping her in a tight embrace that she couldn’t help but tremble at the intensity of the scent. Mon heard the door click behind her and just as she turned to see the reasoning for the sound, she suddenly felt hands on her hips and a pair of warm lips pressing themselves to her cheek, the smell of mint intensifying as its source pressed itself against her body.
Mon felt Sam press another kiss to her cheek, a smile crawling along the alpha’s lips during the kiss before she was suddenly pushing Mon across the room to the table that she had set in her office. The edge of the table dug itself into Mon’s back but before the omega could complain about it, she felt a warm hand on her cheek that guided her face upwards until she was met warm lips.
Sam’s pheromones wrapped themselves around Mon in a tighter embrace, almost as tight as the physical one that Sam was giving her as she held the omega in place with a hand to her cheek and an arm wrapped around her waist. Sam claimed Mon’s lips for her own, her lips relentless in her kisses as she dominated the omega, not giving Mon a chance for a small break as she seemed determined to make the brunette as breathless as possible in a short period of time.
Which of course, was incredibly successful.
Despite the surprise of it, Mon closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling of Sam’s lips pressed against her own, her own hands wrapping themselves around Sam’s body as she sandwiched the omega between herself and the table, giving her no route for an escape. But Mon would never be crazy enough to want to escape the obvious affections of the alpha.
Sam moved her hand from Mon’s cheek to grip the side of her neck, her fingers curling around the curve of Mon’s head to tangle in the loose chocolate locks that Mon opted not to tie up that day. Sam gripped her firmly by the neck to angle her head away from her lips, opting to instead trail a couple of hot kisses down the column of the omega’s neck, claiming the skin with the tease of her hot tongue while Mon panted against her. Mon dug her fingers in Sam’s shoulders, trembling slightly from the attention, before meeting Sam in another kiss, the alpha returning to lay her claim to Mon’s lips once again.
While Sam’s kisses were always dominating, her return to her lips seemed to increase in intensity, and Mon felt the alpha press herself hard against the omega to the extent that the table edge was now digging painfully into her back. So, after finding some kind of strength within herself, Mon managed to pull her lips away from Sam’s for a brief moment, her eyes opening to see the half-lidded ones that that were staring down at her.
“Sam, why did you ask me to come here?” She panted, having not quite recovered from the intense kisses she had been the recipient of.
The scent of mint was still strong in the hair, but it was a scent which was familiar to Mon as she and Sam had been spending more than enough time together for the omega to become used to the noblewoman’s pheromones. The scent wrapped itself protectively around the omega, its owner gripping her closely to her body as she continued to stare down at the omega, the high heels that Sam was wearing giving her a taller height than the young brunette that allowed her to assert herself more physically over Mon. The arm around Mon’s waist tightened as Sam lowered her head down again, only this time pressing her lips to Mon’s pulse point.
“I am finishing what we started this morning.” She husked, her hand on Mon’s neck venturing into the depths of Mon’s hair to tangle itself in its soft strands, tugging at them gently to make a gasp escape from Mon’s lips, which it did.
“To finish what we…” Another gasp left Mon, Sam’s teeth nipping at Mon’s pulse point while her hand continued to tug at the omega’s hair, completely making the brunette open her neck up to the alpha that granted her the access that she desired.
Heat immediately traveled throughout Mon’s body as her mind flashed back to their morning session, remembering how Sam was making her feel as she teased her torturously with firm touches under her skirt, her mouth equally making her all flushed as she ravaged the omega’s neck in affection. As Sam nipped at Mon’s pulse point, the young brunette couldn’t help but whimper and subconsciously tighten her grip on Sam’s shoulders.
“I…I…”
“Did you really think I was going to let you get away with leaving me all high and dry?” Sam growled into Mon’s neck, giving a more punishing bite to Mon’s pulse point which made the omega give a sharp gasp in return.
“I…I didn’t mean-“
“Stop talking.” Sam ordered, her pheromones intensifying with the passing second as she pulled back from Mon’s neck to press her lips back to the omega’s lips, her tongue immediately seeking entry.
Mon couldn’t help but whimper again as Sam dominated her, her pheromones forcing the naturally submissive side of Mon to come out and submit to the obviously superior being, all but laying herself bare for the alpha to take control of. The hand around Mon’s waist tugged the omega’s shirt out from their tucked confines in Mon’s skirt to allow itself to venture underneath the fabric to the warm skin which belonged to the brunette. Sam’s hand traveled up her spine, fingers splayed out along Mon’s skin until it reached the back off her bra, a growl vibrating against Mon’s lips from Sam as her hand began to undo the omega’s bra.
The bra easily unlatched itself, Sam released Mon’s breasts from their confines while they were still covered by her shirt, something which Sam was determined to rectify. Removing her hand from under her shirt, Sam immediately brought her hand to Mon’s front to quickly unbutton the shirt, her movements rushed and impatient to the extent that she actually broke the last two buttons of Mon’s shirts in her effort of unwrapping the top half of the omega.
Once Mon’s shirt was unbuttoned, Sam immediately opened it up to reveal the omega’s body to her, her eyes darkening at the sight of a nearly bare Mon from the top half of her body. Mon couldn’t help but swallow thickly as she felt Sam remove her hand from her hair to quickly discard Mon’s shirt off of her with both hand, the brunette helping Sam with the shirt and then her bra, the cold air kissing the brunette’s skin as she finally became naked from the top half. Sam licked her lips at the sight of Mon and the omega couldn’t help but shiver from the action, immediately wrapping her arms around Sam as the alpha pressed herself into Mon again, only this time her hands greedily moving to cup Mon’s breasts.
“Beautiful.” Sam growled, her mouth leaving open kisses along Mon’s neck until she reached her collarbone, her teeth grating against as she continued to squeeze and massage Mon’s chest, the omega arching her body into Sam’s touch.
“Sam…” She quivered, biting her bottom lip hard to try prevent herself from moaning the alpha’s name too loudly, which had only presented itself as a challenge to the alpha as her eyes flashed when she noticed Mon’s efforts in keeping herself quiet.
Sam removed her hands from Mon’s chest, making the omega immediately whimper at the loss, but then she gasped when she suddenly felt Sam’s hands under her thighs and her body suddenly becoming weightless as Sam picked her up, her legs automatically wrapping around the alpha’s waist as she carried Mon to the couch which they had been not even a few hours ago. Mon felt herself getting dropped onto the couch and all but pushed onto her back as Sam climbed on top of her, one of her hands grasping Mon’s and lacing her fingers with hers before guiding it above her head, keeping Mon gently pinned as her lips met with Mon’s once more.
Mon immediately opened her mouth to Sam, moaning into it as she felt Sam’s other hand grasp one of her breasts, squeezing and massaging it while she kept the omega’ mouth occupied with her tongue. Sam swallowed all of Mon’s moans, only allowing them to be released into the office air as she began to trail her lips down Mon’s jaw and neck, passing the omega’s collarbone to eventually envelop the nipple of Mon’s other breast in her mouth, suckling it gently. Mon moaned loudly at the warmth that enveloped her breast, her free hand immediately moving to hug Sam’s head closer to her chest, her body arching itself into Sam’s mouth to seek more of the alpha’s affection.
Sam sucked and nipped gently at her breast, lavishing it in attention before alternating to provide Mon’s other breast with the same treatment. The omega quivered underneath the alpha, moaning and gasping Sam’s name while she shifted under her, unable to keep still due to the heat and excitement which was overloading her body. Sam was relentless in her obvious affection for the omega’s chest, but Mon couldn’t help but eventually notice the obvious difference in clothing between the two of them, the noblewoman still being fully dressed while Mon was half naked on the couch. So Mon moved her hand from Sam’s head to the back of her shirt, grabbing a fistful of it while Sam continued to worship her chest.
“Sam…” She moaned, unable to fully communicate what she wanted since she was becoming so drunk on the sensations that Sam was providing her. The alpha paused from her ministrations to lift her head and glance at the omega, dark eyes looking at her questionably, giving the omega the opportunity to speak without sensory distraction. “Your shirt….off.”
While she could hardly classify her words as effective communication, they seemed to be enough for Sam to understand what Mon wanted, as she lifted herself from Mon’s body so that she was on her knees to remove her shirt in one movement, providing Mon with the spectacular view of the alpha’s chest with a black bra concealing the alpha’s breasts. Mon’s eyes immediately darked at the sight of the nearly bare-chested alpha, Sam flashing Mon a dark smile as she moved her hands behind to undo her bra, easily sliding it off herself and tossing it to the floor, finally revealing her fully bare chest to the omega.
Desire swirled within Mon’s body as she was finally provided the view of the alpha’s naked abdomen, the alpha in question lowering herself to press herself fully against Mon, both women moaning at the sensation of their naked abdomens pressing against one another. Mon’s hands immediately clutched at Sam’s back, her palms pressing against warm skin as they traveled to Sam’s shoulders, her fingers subconsciously digging into them while she felt warm hands cup her own face, forcing her to look into the dark swirling orbs of Sam.
“Happy?” Sam questioned, her breath tickling Mon’s lips as they were only centimeters apart from one another, the alpha using her elbows to keep herself up in order to not crush Mon. The omega immediately nodded, her own breathing turning rapid due to her close proximity with the noblewoman, as well as the increased intensity of her mint pheromones. A smile crawled along Sam’s face.
“Good.”
And then she kissed her again.
Sam dominated Mon with her mouth, entwining her tongue with Mon’s as she clutched at the omega tightly by the face, not allowing the brunette a single moment of chance to slip away like she had during their morning session. Mon couldn’t help but whimper into Sam’s mouth, feeling her body becoming overwhelmed with heat and desire the longer Sam continued to press herself against her, the omega only able to handle herself for so long until she lost all sense of control.
And it seemed that Mon was not the only one battle for control.
Sam pressed herself harder against Mon, her hands removing themselves from Mon’s face to instead grab the omega’s hands from her back to instead pin them above her head again, both hands lacing her fingers with Mon’s to keep her pinned and at her mercy as she continued to kiss her. Sam shifted until her entire body was pressed against the brunette, giving Mon the chance to truly feel the lack of control that Sam was feeling, or rather, the sign of her desire for the young omega.
Mon couldn’t help but shiver as she felt Sam’s excitement press against her clothed bottom half, the alpha not bothering to make excuses for it because she obviously wanted the same thing that Mon wanted, albeit she did not have the patience to wait until they returned home. Sam eventually pulled her lips away from Mon, dark eyes seeking Mon’s before leaning in to give a gentle nibble to the brunette’s ear.
“You’re not escaping this time.” She husked; her words filled with dark promise that it sent a shiver down Mon’s spine.
Sam gently nipped Mon’s earlobe before trailing kisses down her neck again, laying open mouthed kisses against her skin. She eventually travelled past Mon’s collarbone and down her sternum, being sure to mark each breast to stake her claim over them. Mon gasped and moaned at the mixture of teeth and sucking that Sam did to her chest, staking her claim over it before finally releasing Mon’s hands to be able to slide her hands under the omega’s skirt.
Warm hands travelled and groped Mon’s thighs, experimentally squeezing them to hear the varied reactions of Mon to Sam’s touches. It was almost as if Mon was a cello that Sam was learning to play, although the alpha was more like a musical prodigy as she seemed to know exactly how to touch Mon to make the best of noises escape the brunette. Mon attempted to bite down on her bottom lip again to silence herself, not wanting to be heard despite the workplace being practically empty due to the lunch break. But Sam immediately saw the Mon’s attempts and immediately moved herself to Mon’s level to give the omega’s lips a sharp bite. Mon yelped as Sam’s teeth dug into her bottom lip, the alpha pulling her lips away from Mon’s as fast as she had bitten them.
“I want to hear you.” She stated, or rather demanded, her eyes boring into Mon’s until the brunette had no choice but to nod submissively at the noblewoman’s demand. She leaned down and pressed a kiss to the abused bottom lip. “Good girl.”
She then began her descent down Mon’s body again, only this time her hands joined the fray and had begun to fiddle with Mon’s skirt, finding its zip and undoing it. Mon squeaked at the action but allowed Sam to tug her skirt off, tossing it to the floor so that she was now only underwear clad on the couch. Mon watched as Sam licked her lips at the sight, a sudden smile crawling along her face as she noticed the damp spot that had formed on Mon’s underwear, the omega flushing brightly when she realized what the alpha was staring at. Mon started to close her legs to try hide her sign of desire, but Sam stopped her, her hands grabbing at Mon’s thighs and pushing them open before resettling herself between them, lowering herself to press a kiss to Mon’s belly.
“Don’t hide.” Sam ordered, pressing kisses down Mon’s navel under she met the lining of Mon’s underwear, her hands traveling along Mon’s legs to grab the flimsy fabric. “Never hide from me.”
Cool air kissed Mon’s uncovered core as Sam tugged off her underwear, making a shiver travel through Mon as she finally became fully exposed to Sam. The alpha tossed Mon’s damp underwear aside and lowered herself back on top of Mon again, pressing a kiss to her hipbone before suddenly cupping Mon with her hand. Mon gasped immediately from the feeling of Sam’s fingers pressed against her.
“S-Sam!” She gasped the alpha’s name, her hands clawing at the couch while Sam occupied herself on her lower half. Sam experimentally rubbed her, coating her fingers in Mon’s love nectar before peppering the brunette’s stomach in kisses before eventually approaching the omega core. Sam licked her lips before gently blowing on Mon, making the omega shiver.
“Relax darling.” She said before pressing her mouth against Mon’s core.
Mon immediately gasped at the sensation, her hips flinching as Sam began to lavish her lower half with attention, both hands gripping the brunette’s thighs to prevent them from closing as Sam continued to make love to Mon. Mon felt her hips rock in time with Sam’s tongue thrusts, the alpha’s tongue expertly playing with Mon until the only thing that she could say and think was the alpha’s name.
The heat in Mon’s stomach began to gather together in her stomach, the omega whimpering and pleading for the alpha to help her as desire began to boil up within her, the alpha being the only person to be able to help her towards the end. Sam began to focus on her small bud, wrapping her lips around it and gently sucking, making a high squeal to escape from Mon’s lips while her hands moved to clutch at Sam’s head, all but pushing it closer into her in order to achieve the maximum pleasure that Sam could provide her.
Despite the sudden action of gripping her head, Sam continued with her rhythm of rocking her tongue against Mon, sucking and twirling her tongue against the brunette’s bud before removing one hand from Mon’s thigh to gently ease it into the omega, testing the readiness of the brunette as she seemed to practically crumble under the alpha’s touch. Mon’s walls immediately welcomed the alpha’s finger, the omega herself gasping at the intrusion but quickly moaning at it, not feeling a hint of pain as her body obviously produced enough love nectar to prepare her for any form of love making with an alpha, which Sam was well aware of with how easily Mon was taking her finger and she gently thrusted into the brunette.
Deciding to not prolong the obvious need that Mon had for her, Sam added another finger and began to thrust her fingers steadily into Mon, her lips locked onto her love bud as she started to bring the omega to absolute pleasure, the hitches in Mon’s voice becoming more prominent and her gasps becoming sharper and more rapid while uttering the alpha’s name.
“Sam…Sam…Sam…” And then her warm walls tightened around Sam’s fingers. “SAM!”
Pleasure overcame Mon, her own pheromones of jasmine releasing themselves into the air, mixing with Sam’s mint pheromones, creating an intoxicating smell within the office while Mon was seeing white. Sam groaned at the scent of Mon’s pheromones, helping the omega ride out her climax with easy thrusts, eventually removing them when she felt Mon’s walls finally relax around them. Mon continued to shudder, her eyes blinking rapidly to try regain some sort of sense of herself, feeling Sam remove herself from her body during the process.
When Mon eventually managed to regain her full senses, she realized that Sam had removed herself from the omega to free herself from her own lower confines, her pants being tossed to the floor, leaving the alpha in only her matching black underwear. The alpha’s excitement was obvious despite still being clothed, the sight of it sending a whole new wave of excitement and nerves through Mon, the omega swallowing thick in anticipation of what was to come, her throat suddenly becoming very dry.
Sam eventually noticed Min’s eyes on her, her features suddenly softening as she moved to lay on top of Mon again, her hand seeking out Mon’s again, lacing her fingers with hers before leaning down to press a tender kiss to Mon’s lips, her other hand cupping the omega’s cheek. Mon immediately reciprocated the kiss, tilting her head up to the alpha to accept whatever affection she wanted to give the young brunette. Sam pulled away for a second before pressing a second kiss to her lips, tracing her lips against Mon’s for a moment before moving to press a kiss to her cheek and then her forehead.
“Perfect. So perfect.” She uttered, pressing a kiss Mon’s forehead again before moving to rest her forehead against Mon’s, dark eyes locking with Mon with a tender expression. Mon moved her free hand to cup Sam’s face.
“Sam…”
“You are so perfect.” She whispered, leaning down to press another tender kiss to Mon’s lips before moving her free hand to her bottom half, tugging her underwear down until she freed herself.
Sam pressed her body closer against Mon, her desire obvious to Mon as she felt Sam press herself against the omega’s core, Sam adjusting herself on top of Mon as she used her hand to help herself with Mon’s entrance. But Sam did not move immediately, she instead turned to look at Mon, staring down at her with a tender expression with an obvious question in her eyes.
Is it okay?
Even though it would physically pain Sam because of her lack of release, she would immediately stop if Mon desired it. The last thing she would ever want was to force the young omega into something she did not want, even though the brunette’s previous orgasm was more than enough proof that Mon wanted Sam like the alpha wanted her. But Sam was a gentlewoman despite her reputation as an ice-queen, and she is always considered towards Mon, especially in intimate moments like this, which in turn only caused flutters of affection to erupt in Mon’s chest as she wrapped her arms around Sam’s neck to pull her closer, her lips tilting up to meet Sam’s.
“It’s okay.” Mon whispered against the alpha’s lips, Sam feeling the words rather than hearing them as Mon locked them into a kiss.
But it was the permission that Sam was seeking.
After receiving the omega’s permission, Sam moved her hips forward and slowly sheathed herself within Mon, the omega’s warm walls immediately wrapping Sam’s member in a warm embrace, hugging her tightly as they welcomed the intrusion. Sam groaned at the sensation of filling Mon, similar to Mon as the omega moaned at the sensation of being filled by the alpha. When Sam eventually fully sheathed herself in Mon, she held her hips still as moved her other hand to Mon’s to lace her fingers with her, once again pinning the omega’s hands above her head to the couch while Sam supported herself on her elbows to avoid crushing Mon beneath her.
“You feel so good.” Sam groaned, leaning in to press another sweet kiss to Mon’s lips, albeit with effort because Mon could tell that the alpha was restraining herself from moving for Mon’s sake, wanting the omega to adjust to her size before moving, even though it was hardly the first time the two were becoming this intimate. So Mon met Sam’s lips in a second kiss before whispering the words which initiated the next step.
“Make me feel better.”
Sam did not need any further motivation to move, her eyes locking with Mon as she pulled her hips back and then smashed them against Mon’s, her hips rocking rhythmically as she thrusted in and out of the omega with labored grunts, Mon gasping at each thrust that was regularly swallowed by Sam’s lips. While the two women were already so close, Mon yearned to be even closer to the alpha, and so she wrapped her legs around Sam’s waist, squeezing them tightly around her while Sam continued to thrust, the alpha growling at the feeling of being tightly embraced by the omega.
“Mon…” She growled against her lips, biting down on Mon’s bottom lip before sucking on it, her hands gripping Mon’s hands tightly as she felt desire building up within herself, Mon squeezing Sam’s hands just as tightly, panting in time with Sam’s thrusts as she tried to cling tightly onto Sam as much as she could.
“Sam…” Mon whimpered back, squeezing and releasing Sam’s hands as she continued to accept Sam’s thrusts, pleasure burning throughout her body that only Sam could provide.
Even though Mon had her legs wrapped around her waist, Sam showed no signs of slowing down and even seemed to speed up, eventually unable to help herself anymore as she released Mon’s hands in order to instead embrace the brunette tightly on the couch, her arms wrapping possessively around Mon’s shoulders and head, cradling her close to her body as she continued to pound into the omega.
Finally given the chance to get physically closer to Sam, Mon immediately wrapped her arms around Sam’s body in return, her fingers digging into Sam’s back while she pressed her face into Sam’s neck, the scent of mint being the strongest in the crook of the alpha’s neck which nearly drove Mon into overdrive. Suddenly overwhelmed with the sensation, Mon couldn’t help but move and bite down on the side of Sam’s neck, not hard enough to mark her, but enough to make Sam growl loudly in return before moving her head to Mon’s neck to bite her in return, also not hard enough to mark her, but enough to finally send Mon over the edge.
Mon was unable to stop herself from screaming Sam’s name, her walls tightening around Sam’s member as she fell completely over the edge, seeing white as pleasure rushed through her entire body, causing her to lock up entirely around the alpha. Sam hugged Mon tightly to her as she thrusted into Mon a few more times before finally releasing herself into the omega, white hot pleasure surging through her body as she sheathed herself fully in the omega, her body shuddering against her as pleasure coursed through her.
Both women hugged each other tightly, both riding out their pleasure with one another before finally settling into a calm stillness, simply reveling in the comforting embrace that they offered one another. Sam did not remove herself from Mon, and Mon didn’t want her to. She instead shifted off Mon so that she was laying on her side, pulling Mon closely to her chest, not allowing her a chance to escape for even a moment. She pressed a tender kiss to the omega’s forehead before tucking it under her chin, prompting Mon to nuzzle into her neck before pressing a soft kiss to the column of her neck.
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“Was there actually something you wanted to discuss with me?” Mon suddenly asked, her voice sweet and innocent that it prompted a laugh to leave Sam as she shook her head and pressed a kiss to Mon’s hairline.
“No. I just wanted to have sex with you.”
“Sam!” Mon exclaimed, horrified at Sam’s blunt use of words. Sam looked at her with an unapologetic look.
“What? It’s true.”
“But you can’t just say it out loud like that!”
“No one is here, so who is going to hear me? Besides, you told me to be more honest with my thoughts.”
"Yes but…but…”
There was no way that Mon would be able to argue against Sam’s point, especially since the alpha was looking at her with the smuggest expression Mon has ever seen in her life. Sam leaned in and pressed a kiss to her nose.
“You liked it.” She stated, her face contained all signs of confidence, but Mon could recognize the flash on uncertainty in her eyes, the very existence of the flash of vulnerable emotion making Mon’s previous horror to evaporate entirely as she instead focused on appeasing her alpha’s pride.
So, she leaned in and pressed a sweet kiss to Sam’s lips, intending to make it a short peck but instead pressed her lips to Sam’s for a few moments longer before pulling away, giggling softly to herself as she realized that Sam closed her eyes during the kiss and had yet to open them again. So she leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to the alpha’s nose, which prompted the noblewoman to finally open her eyes again. Mon flashed her a sweet smile.
“I loved it. You are so good to me, my ChamCham.”
Sam scrunched her nose at the nickname with the given context, but as she had promised when they first established the conditions of the nickname, Sam leaned in to give Mon’s lips a brief lick before pressing her lips against them entirely for a passionate kiss, only pulling away when air became a necessity. She smirked at Mon’s panting face before leaning in to give a small nip to Mon’s nose.
“I have to be good to you. You’re mine.”
The use of the possessive title sent a flurry of butterflies within Mon, prompting the omega to lean in and give a soft nip to Sam’s lips, playing the familiar game between them before sealing her lips with another kiss after biting them.
“Thank you for being good to me.” She whispered, eyes locking with Sam’s dark ones to express her sincerity towards the alpha.
Sam didn’t say anything, but the blush on her cheeks more than told Mon that her words had an effect on the alpha, which caused her to giggle and nuzzle her face back into Sam’s neck for safe recluse from the outside world. Sam’s arms tightened around the omega, one of her hands traveling to the back of her head to gently massaging, easing the young brunette into a warm embrace which prompted her to slowly close her eyes for a few minutes to rest.
She knows that she will have to get up eventually, especially since everyone was going to return from their breaks soon enough, but for now, she was just content to remain in Sam’s arms for a small while. She was still technically on break and even though a slight rumble of hunger escaped her belly, she forced herself and Sam to ignore it by wrapping her arms tightly around Sam to prevent her from moving. She was going to use her break wisely, and that included lapping up as much time as she could with Sam before she has to go back to work and only wait until they returned home to lay hands on the alpha again.