The Omegas Time Chapter 31

Hope

Pain and fire, pain and red hot darkness and in that fiery agony that swamped me, warm soothing words that seemed to sooth my writhing body and soul.

Lincoln’s voice was the only thing that punctuated the swirling vortex of pain and need I was in.

“It’s going to be ok.” His voice almost felt like a hand smoothing down my cheek but I knew he wasn’t touching me. He hadn’t touched me at all since he had placed me back in my bed and that was hours ago. 

I was no longer in the bed, the softness of the mattress and blankets had been replaced by what felt like ripped leather. A thrum of a vibrating engine bounced against my ass. 

A car.

I was in a car. A slow moving automobile that was rumbling through the ruined city and going god knows where. 

“Where are we going?” I managed to say through gritted teeth. It was the first coherent thought I’d had since the old shard viewing deck that they had turned into a garden. 

“Some where safe.” Lincoln’s voice was further away than I thought he would be. Cracking open my eyes an inch, I peered at him.

I was in a car. In the back seat to be exact. Half reclined against the door. He was on the other side. As far away from me as possible. Almost like he didn’t want to be anywhere near me.

Which made sense. I probably had some kind of catchable disease. 

“Somewhere-“ 

The car bumped over something that lay across the road and it was delicious. The vibration and bump forcing a spiral of pleasure into my core. Arching my back , I ground against the seam of my pants. That helped. I didn’t know why but it did.

A little anyway.

The pain was still there though. Demanding more.

“Shit.” 

“What’s going on?” I watched from beneath my lashes as Lincoln leant forward. 

“This road is shit. We can’t go this way without the car breaking and I don’t think you want to carry her through this part of town. It’s almost dark and they will be out.”

“Monsters?” I whispered.

“Packs of Alphas.” Lincoln muttered like that was ten times worse. “Get us off this street Deacon.” He ordered. “It will take us-“

“I don’t care. Get us away from here.” Lincoln paused. “I’ll-“ he stammered to a stop. His eyes on me. “Forgive me Hope but-“ Leaning forward, he gathered me into his arms and forced me to lay against him. His muscles thighs on either side of my body. 

I moaned again. It felt so good to be touched. Especially by him. Catching my wrists in his giant hand he hesitated for just a second. “You need to touch yourself, Hope.” He whispered. His fingers flexed over my wrists. Tightly but not quite hurting.  “You need to get a little release otherwise your pheromones are going to-“

My eyes darted to the front of the car where Deacon stared straight at the road ahead. “No I can’t.” I managed to mutter. I would rather die then do what he was asking me. Not because Deacon would get off on it because he wouldn’t but because I couldn’t do that in front of Lincoln. It wasn’t what I wanted.

I didn’t want to touch my body. I wanted him to touch my body. 

Deep down I knew that this wasn’t an illness. It was the very thing he had been trying to stop. I had read the book I knew what my body needed. 

Him.

“Lincoln.” I tried to twist in his arms. “Help me. Please.” I begged.

“I can’t.”

I knew that was a lie because I could feel the thick swollen mass of his cock pressed against my back. He wanted me, I wanted him.

I didn’t see what the problem was. Deacon wouldn’t even see. I could just climb on him and -

“No.” Lincoln growled like he could read my mind. “But I’ll help you as best I can.”

Our fingers entwined , and he lead the way as he forced my hand to explore my own body. Sliding up under my shirt, he forced my hand to close around my breast and squeeze. He guided my fingers in circling my painfully hard nipples and the entire time his hot ragged breathing filled my ears. 

My feverish body reacted, coming alive. But it wasn’t enough. Touching myself was nice , but-

“Please.” I managed to beg.

“Deacon?”

“My eyes are on the road Lincoln.” I heard deacon say and for a second I was confused but the confusion didn’t last long. 

Lincoln forced my hand down further, straight into my pants and between my wet thighs. My legs fell open with a moan that drowned out his own grumbling groan.

“Touch me.” I begged as our fingers drifted through my curls.

“Touch yourself.” Our entwined fingers loosened  , he pushed mine  into my soaking wet channel. His barely touching my core and mine buried deep.

And boy it felt good. Like an explosion had happened between my legs. The wetness they called slick gushed from my body with every thrust of my fingers that he forced me to make. It coated my hand, his too but he didn’t stop.

“Another.” He growled out. I added another finger. Stretching my pussy around it as he kept guiding my hand. “Take as much as you can until you begin to feel better.” He groaned.

I already felt better but even as I thought that a fresh wave of pain filled me. This was nice but it wasn’t right. I needed more. 

I needed to be -

“Stretched.” The word tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them.

“I know.” Lincoln whispered in my ear. His voice was so quiet that I knew it was only for me. “I know you want to be filled and I’ll help you find things for that.” He promised and increased his pace. Thrusting my fingers into me with an almost painful movement that was delicious. Even the sound of my wet skin was delicious to me.

“You smell good enough to eat.” He whispered and I could tell by his voice that he was caught up in this whole situation. Lincoln was losing himself in me and that was fine. I wanted him to lose himself in me. “If you were mine , I would have my hand up this tight pussy right now.” His fingers dipped into me. Joining mine. “I’d watch as my fist slid into you and gave you all the pleasure and then when you were ready it would be cock. I would never leave this warm wetness Hope.” Lincoln’s heavy breaths were now in time with my moans. Gaining speed, becoming more and more urgent.

“I’d die happy inside of you.”

His other hand came over  my breast and squeezed. His lips found my face and kissed her my cheek and the corner of my jaw.

“Come little omega.” He nipped at my skin, “fuck uourself hard and come. Give yourself a little relief.”

I didn’t need his guidance anymore, my fingers flew. Pushing in and curling until I was writhing.

Then I felt his thumb against my clit. Circling it hard and fast.

Throwing back my head, I screamed at the pleasure of it. I’d never had an orgasm that lasted that long. Against my back I felt him shudder and then his cum splurged between our bodies. Soaking through my clothes to soak my back. 

He had been so turned on that he had cum. 

“Sleep now. Just for a little while.” Pulling out hands free he sucked my fingers into his mouth and swirled his tongue around them. 

I moaned again. 

His cock twitched and covered me again.

“Sleep, Hope. You should sleep while you can.”