Chapter 230: Marked and Knotted Under the Stars
Kayden
The rhythm built fast. Rhys fucked me harder, deeper until the deck creaked faintly under us. I pushed back to meet every thrust, moaning shamelessly.
Rhys reached around and wrapped his hand around my cock again, stroking me in time with his hips, twisting at the head on every upstroke.
He pulled out suddenly, pinning me halfway so he could kiss me properly, face to face, hungry and claiming every inch of my mouth.
Then he turned me back, bent me over further and slammed back in. The angle made me see another version of stars.
My eyes rolled every time his balls slapped against mine with every brutal thrust. One hand came down in a light smack on my ass, the sting blooming into heat that made me clench around him.
I liked that. It made me want him even more.
"Again," I begged.
He obliged, spanking the other cheek while pounding into me, never breaking their filthy rhythm. His chest pressed against my back as he leaned over, biting my shoulder and sucking hard.
It all had me trembling.
I reached back with one hand, gripping his thigh and pulling him deeper. Rhys growled in response and sped up, fucking me with short, punishing thrusts that hit the spot relentlessly.
Sweat slicked our bodies even though the air was cold.
"Close," I whispered. "I am so close, Rhys," I murmured.
"Not yet. I am going to mark you now," he said. "Are you ready?" he whispered as he leaned against my back. "Are you ready to wear my mark?"
I nodded.
"Call me your alpha."
"Al...pha. You are my alpha!" I screamed out.
Rhys groaned in satisfaction, pulled out and slicked back in with my wetness.
I moaned loud enough to compete with the roaring sea. In this position he felt even bigger, the angle letting him grind right against my prostate with every roll of his hips.
He started fucking me faster this time and every thrust pushed slick out around his cock. His mouth met my neck as he started sucking hard on the mating gland. Then he released his pheromones and I felt his teeth grazing my neck.
The sensation shot straight to my cock and made my hole clench around him.
"Rhys..."
"Call me your alpha!"
"My alpha! My big bad alpha!" I screamed out.
I felt his knot already swelling at the base, catching on my rim. He reached around and stroked me in time with his thrusts, twisting at the head. Then he bit down.
It wasn’t a gentle nip. His teeth sank into my mating gland with perfect claiming pressure. White-hot pleasure exploded through me.
I screamed his name as my orgasm crashed over me without warning, my hole spasming violently around him, milking his cock.
Rhys growled against my neck, the sound vibrating through the fresh bite. He thrust deep and locked his knot inside me. It swelled inside me, stretching me to my limit.
The bond snapped into place and I felt his alpha essence flooding my senses. I felt all his emotions all at once.
I felt claimed, owned, cherished all at once.
I felt Rhys’s knot again and it locked us together. I cried out at the sudden fullness of him, my walls clamping down around the massive bulge.
My prostate was crushed perfectly against it, sending constant waves of pleasure crashing through me.
I screamed his name yet again as another orgasm tore through me. Cum shot across the deck in thick ropes and I felt another wave of the bond.
I felt Rhys’s pleasure, his possessiveness, his raw, overwhelming love and I smelled his pine scent around my orchid scent.
I was now his marked omega. I was his.
Rhys growled against my neck as his knot pulsed hard while he came, flooding me with pulse after pulse of hot alpha cum. The knot kept every drop trapped deep inside, my belly swelling slightly from the sheer amount.
He kept his teeth buried in my gland for a while, licking and sucking gently.
We stayed locked like that, panting and trembling together under the moonlight while the sea roared its approval around the yacht.
Rhys finally released the bite, licking tenderly over the fresh, throbbing mark, soothing it with slow strokes of his tongue. He kissed it reverently, then turned my head as much as the position allowed for a short kiss.
"Mine," he whispered hoarsely against my lips. "I love you so much, Kayden. Forever."
I could barely speak, just whimpered softly as aftershocks rolled through me. The knot kept us tied together and every tiny shift sent sparks through my oversensitive body.
Rhys carefully maneuvered us down onto the wide lounge chair without pulling out. He settled me on my side in front of him so his chest stayed pressed to my back. His arms wrapped around me protectively, one hand resting over my marked neck, the other splayed across my cum-swollen belly.
He kissed the bite mark again and again. "I am so glad that I got to meet you, Kayden. You are the best thing that has happened to me in a long time."
"Me too," I responded.
Rhys pressed another slow kiss to the bite then nuzzled my hair. "Good. Because you are stuck with me now, my sweet omega," his voice was husky as he spoke.
There was a brief silence between us, then he spoke up again. "Kayden, what do you see for our future after tonight?"
I turned my head as much as I could, meeting his eyes over my shoulder. "You really want to talk about that while you are still knot-deep in me?"
He smiled, the expression soft. "Especially while I’m still knot-deep in you."
I let out a small laugh. "Well, I see us together. Probably married, that is if you believe in marriage. And kids, yeah I want that too. I want little ones who can play with starlight. A family. Our family."
Rhys’s arms tightened around me, his knot giving a gentle throb at my words. "You mean that?"
"Completely." I reached back to thread our fingers together. "I have never been more sure of anything. There is no one else I wish to spend my life with. It will always be you."
"Me too," Rhys said as he kissed the side of my face. "I promise you, Kayden. I am going to love you forever. Every single day. Through every wave, every storm, every calm night. You are my soulmate, my home. Of course I don’t believe in marriage but for you, Kayden, I do and I will give you the wedding you want, the kids you dream of, and every piece of me for the rest of our lives. You have my word."
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, happy tears. "Right, ice prince, for the rest of your life."
Rhys barked out a surprised laugh, the sound rich and bright in the night air. I laughed with him, the vibration making his knot shift inside me. We stayed like that for a few more minutes, chuckling softly, trading lazy kisses until his knot finally began to go down.
When he could pull out without discomfort, he did so carefully. Then he turned me gently onto my back and lay down beside me, pulling me half on top of him so my head rested on his chest. We lay side by side under the sky, naked and marked and utterly content.
"Beautiful stars," I murmured.
"But you will always be the most beautiful." Rhys commented and kissed my forehead.