This is what all the songs and books and movies are about, I thought, as Jake switched nipples and began sucking the left one. He cupped my right breast in his hand and began to thumb the nipple as he sucked and lapped at my aching left tip, sending more jolts of unexpected pleasure through me.
I swear I had never felt like this before in my life. I hadn’t understood what all the fuss about sex was. When Ashley had her pregnancy scare, I couldn’t understand why in the world she would risk unprotected sex with any guy. It seemed so stupid to take such a huge chance for something that was— frankly, in my limited experience—rather unpleasant.
I had tried masturbating before, but had given it up for lack of interest. My body just didn’t seem to react to sexual stimulation—it was boring.
It was neither unpleasant nor boring with Jake. To the contrary, I felt as though my body was coming alive—lighting up like a candle wick that’s been lit for the very first time.
I found I was moaning but I couldn’t seem to help it. I wove my fingers through Jake’s thick, black hair and pressed my breasts forward, into his face, begging for more.
“Jake!” I half-whispered/half-moaned. “Oh God, yes…that feels so good. So right! ”
Jake suddenly pulled away, panting.
“There,” he said harshly. “I did what you wanted. Now leave us alone.”
I was panting myself—I wanted to ask why he’d stopped, but he wouldn’t look at me.
“Smell her scent!” Tainer sniffed the air like a hungry dog. “She’s gettin’ hot all right—she’s gettin’ ripe and ready to be bred!”
“Shut up,” Jake growled. “I told you, I’m never breeding my little sister.”
“You don’t seem to mind suckin’ her titties, though, do you?” Tainer taunted him.
Feeling embarrassed, I squeezed my thighs together. Could they really smell that I was turned on? Why had I acted like that? What was happening to my body? I could still feel the tingling in my nipples where Jake had sucked them and my pussy was throbbing between my thighs as it never had before. This was getting scary—what was wrong with me?
“Just leave us alone,” Jake said, glaring at Tainer. “I’m not…not sucking Ani’s breasts any more just so you can get off on it.”
“Fine.” Tainer grinned at us, an expression that showed he had several black and rotten teeth. “How bout we let little Miss Royal Omega do the sucking instead?”
“What?” I demanded, feeling suddenly cold. “What…what are you talking about?”
“Talking about you suckin’ him for a change, little girl,” Tainer sneered. He waved the gun at me. “Go on—what you need to really get your Heat Cycle started is a taste of your man’s seed.”
“Oh, but that’s not very romantic,” Ophelia objected—apparently this was her only objective now. She made a face. “BJs are just gross.”
“Now, that’s just not true,” Tainer said, frowning.
“Yes, it is!” Ophelia put a hand on her hip. “All that gagging and drooling and choking—disgusting!”
I thought that she’d probably been watching too much porn meant for men. I had seen my fair share of porn—Madison and Ashley loved to giggle over it when we spent the night at each other’s houses. But what they really liked was porn made especially for women. In those shots, there was usually none of the “gagging and drooling” as Ophelia had put it. It was much more artsy and slow when the woman was in charge and the man wasn’t ramming his shaft down her throat.
I had never had much interest in those scenes before. Now, however, I actually found myself thinking about them. What would it be like to take Jake in my hand…in my mouth? I had been trying not to stare at him all this time, but I couldn’t help noticing he was really big. Also, that swelling at the base of his shaft—was that his “knot?” I was strangely curious about it and part of me wanted to touch it again.
“I still think BJs are gross,” Ophelia said, interrupting my thoughts. “What if he touches her instead—you know, while he looks into her eyes.” Her own eyes were soft and dreamy behind her thick glasses as she spoke—clearly she was weaving Jake and me into her own private fantasy world.
“Touches her how, exactly?” Tainer demanded. “Like fondles her titties some more? Cause we already seen that.”
“He can touch her down there—between her legs,” Ophelia said dreamily. “I bet she’s never been touched there before—she’s been waiting for her Alpha. And now he’s finally here, but he’s not going to just shove it in—no—he’s going to take things slow and break her in gently, you know?”
She sounded like she was describing a fantasy she’d been elaborating on for years, I thought. But the idea of having Jake touch me “there” didn’t make me upset, anymore than the idea of sucking him had. In fact, my heart sped up at the very thought and my pussy throbbed even harder, until it felt like a second heartbeat between my legs.