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She’s never been in heat during one of her brother’s parties before.
Normally Rey hides in her room and locks the door, but now - now she’s tormented by the scent of alpha drifting up from downstairs, mingling with the smell of beer and the bass of the music making the house shudder.
She looks at herself in the mirror, contemplating her outfit. Lacy bra and tight button-up. The shortest skirt she owns. Thigh-high stockings. And under the skirt - nothing. Instinct tells her that alpha will need easy access. A small voice in her head questions if this is a good idea. A louder voice tells her she needs alpha. Now.
Rey takes a deep breath, opens her door, and walks downstairs.
She identifies him instantly. Standing in a corner of the packed living room, a red Solo cup in his hand, wearing a hoodie and sweatpants, looking like he owns the place. He tells a joke and the guys gathered around him laugh. His curls of dark hair are pulled back from his face in a loose bun. He’s tall, muscular - probably one of her brother’s soccer teammates.
Rey is walking towards him without even realizing it. It’s like she’s in a trance. His scent grows stronger and stronger until it’s overpowering, luring her in. It’s not until she stops in front of him that she realizes how much taller than her he is.
She sees his nostrils flare, and his gaze dips down to her. His dark eyes rove up and down her body and a grin creeps over his face. He knows. He can sense it.
“Hey, baby,” he says, voice low and silky-soft. “I’m Kylo. Want someone to keep you company?”
Rey nods, not trusting herself to speak.
The guys get the hint and turn to talk among themselves. Kylo grabs Rey’s hand - he’s so big , his fingers wrapped all the way around her palm - and leads her to a dark corner of the room. There’s a small couch there, half-hidden behind an ugly shelf full of plants, and the low lighting makes it almost impossible to see anything.
He sits down, legs spread, and pats his lap. Rey turns around and sinks down onto his legs, her back against his chest, finally, finally touching him. A wave of warmth floods her body. Unfortunately, slick also dribbles out of her pussy. She squeezes her legs together with shame.
“Oh, I see. Baby’s in heat,” Kylo murmurs in her ear, voice soothing. “Don’t worry. You’ve got me here to take care of you.” He slides his hands up and down her body, gentle and soothing, and Rey mewls and relaxes back against him. “What’s your name, baby girl?”
“Rey,” she whispers.
“You’re fucking gorgeous, Rey,” he replies.
Then, slowly, his hands travel up her ribs. His thumbs brush against the undersides of her breasts and Rey flinches.
The part of her that still feels embarrassment makes her recoil as his hands move up to massage her breasts, but when she squirms backward, she feels something long and hard press against her ass. Fear and desire shoot through her in equal measure.
“Don’t worry, baby,” Kylo says. “I’ve got you. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
He begins unbuttoning her shirt - first the button at her neck, then the one at her collarbones, then lower, then lower. Soon her cleavage is on full display.
“You’ve got such perfect little tits,” Kylo says, squeezing one, then the other. He tugs her bra down just enough the her nipples pop out. They’re already pebbling from arousal, but when he swipes his thumb over them, she yelps and they harden even more. More slick spills out of her.
Kylo sniffs the air. “Oh, you’re wet , aren’t you?” Rey whines, voice high and needy, when his hands leave her breasts and travel down her sides. He palms at her pussy through her skirt and she writhes against him, pressing as hard as she can against his fingers. He pulls her back towards him, flush against his chest. His cock is hard against her ass.
“Don’t worry. I’ll give you what you need.” He slides his hands down her thighs, fingers sending goosebumps down her skin, and slowly, ever so slowly, he pushes her skirt up.
Shame flushes through her as her skirt bunches around her upper thighs. Soon, it’s barely covering her. Kylo’s massive hand blocks her pussy from view, but it’s incredibly obvious what he’s doing. Rey is grateful for the shelf mostly hiding them, but if anyone looked too hard, they’d know what was happening. She silently begs for her brother to be in another room.
Kylo slides a finger up and down her outer lips and Rey’s mind goes blank, consumed by the sensation. The slick is spurting out of her now in embarrassing amounts, definitely soaking through her skirt. Then he slides a finger just inside her folds and she moans . This is everything she needs, everything her body craves, the touch of an alpha soothing her and igniting her at the same time.
Finally he slips his finger inside her. She clenches desperately around him.
“Poor baby,” Kylo whispers against her neck. “You really needed this, huh?” He adds another finger, pumping in and out slowly. His fingertips reach the perfect spot inside her and now she’s whining, twisting her hips for the perfect angle, practically humping his hand with need. His thumb slides up to her clit and she’s completely overwhelmed. He doesn’t even need to move it. He just presses his thumb against her and she feels pleasure like she’s never felt before.
Then his fingers retreat and his hands are on her waist. “Turn around, baby.” It’s not like she has a choice. He picks her up and turns her in his lap like a toy, positioning her legs on either side of his. His cock is bulging between them. He reaches under the waistband of his sweatpants and pulls it out. Rey finds his shoulders and grips them tight, fingers digging into his hoodie. She’s sweating. She doesn’t dare give in to the desire burning through her body, but she doesn’t fight back, either.
Kylo seems to know that. He pulls her closer and lifts up her skirt so her pussy rubs against his cock. The stimulation is enough that Rey gives in to her basest, most animal instincts. She begins to rub against him, his velvety skin like heaven against her clit. Once she starts, she can’t stop. Her slick squirts out in uneven spurts, coating him with wetness. She’s rutting against him now, unable to hold herself back, practically humping him as she chases pleasure.
He chuckles, deep and low. “Baby, you’re gonna make me cum before I even get inside you. What a little slut.” His hands tighten on her waist and she’s forced to be still. Rey mewls with frustration.
“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna fuck you,” Kylo murmurs. He grabs his cock and slips it under her. “Just wanna help you out. Is that enough for you, baby?”
The tip catches at her entrance and she squirms, caught between shame and want, embarrassment and need.
Kylo smirks. “Fine, just a little bit more, okay?” He slips the head of his cock inside her. It’s big . Rey can’t stop herself from clenching around nothingness. She needs something inside her, desperately. She wiggles against him, and his cock slides a little deeper inside.
“Oh, you’re a naughty little girl,” Kylo says. “Alright, then. A little bit more.” He pulls her closer, and now his cock is halfway in.
It’s so close to what Rey needs, but also nowhere near enough. She moves her hips, as much as his tight grip will let her, rubbing her bare ass against his pants. More slick drips from her pussy.
“So greedy,” Kylo murmurs. Finally, finally , he brings her all the way to him, pressing her against his chest, and he’s all the way inside of her, pressing so deep that Rey can’t hold back a moan, so loud she’s shocked that no one else hears.
“Oh, yeah,” Kylo groans. His hands travel down, under her skirt, squeezing her ass, kneading it like he owns it. Then he cups her asscheeks and begins to lift and lower her with steady rhythm, using her like a tool, an object. His hands grip her with predatory ownership.
Rey just buries herself in his shoulder. She is a mess, sopping wet and trembling. The party continues around them, darkness and loud music drowning the squelching sounds of her pussy.
“Oh, you’re so good ,” Kylo groans. “ Fuck , baby. I knew you’d feel fucking great, but this is amazing.”
His hands move to her hips for a better grip. Her skirt is covering where their bodies meet, but anyone who sees them moving against each other would know exactly what was happening. He holds her tight and moves faster, thrusting her up and down. She moans and writhes against him, but he doesn’t stop, just slamming her down harder on his cock.
“Baby, I’m gonna cum,” Kylo pants in her ear. “I’m gonna fill you up. You’ll like that, won’t you? You’ll like being my little cumslut?”
Rey whines, beyond words, beyond thoughts.
She feels the moment he stops holding back: his rhythm becomes erratic, faster and faster, slamming her down again and again. He pumps into her and she’s flooded with a strange, unfamiliar warmth.
Finally, he slows down. “Such a good girl,” he whispers in her ear. “You’re such a good little girl. Letting me use you to cum. Letting me touch you all over. You’re so good, baby.”
Her thoughts return slowly. Finally, she whispers, “I’m a mess. I can’t get up like this.”
“Don’t worry, baby,” Kylo reassures her. He pushes her back slightly and slips his cock out. A trail of sticky white cum follows as he tucks it back inside his pants. Then he readjusts her skirt, re-buttons her shirt, and stands up, holding her against him like it’s nothing, hands gripping her thighs. Rey wraps her arms around his neck and holds tight. She squeezes her eyes shut. Maybe if she tries hard enough, she can pretend there’s no one watching.
She feels Kylo carry her through the room and then up the stairs. He murmurs explanations to those he passes - too much to drink and yeah, she passed out and don’t worry and I’ll handle it . Rey hopes desperately that her brother doesn’t notice.
Then he’s dropping her in her bed and going back to close the door. The lock clicks into place.
“How did you know this was my room?” Rey asks, voice hoarse.
“Shh,” Kylo soothes. He crosses back across the room to where she’s laying on her back on the bed and, with surprising gentleness, tugs off her skirt. He leaves her thigh-highs on and unbuttons her shirt, slipping it off and leaving her in nothing but her lacy bra, nipples still peeking out over the top. Kylo tugs it down more and her tits spill out entirely.
“God, you’re so perfect,” he groans, leaning down and putting his mouth around her breast. Rey moans as he suckles at her, then swipes his tongue over her nipple. It’s perfect. It’s everything. His teeth brush against her and he nips gently. She whines. Desperation is mounting inside her.
Kylo moves to her other breast, alternating between sucking and nibbling. Rey writhes against him. She can’t keep herself still, even when his hands pin her shoulders against the mattress.
Kylo lifts his head just enough to murmur against her skin. “So fucking greedy. You’re going to put me into a rut. You know that, right?” His breath and his lips are tortuous against her sensitive nipple and she moans, loudly. She can’t seem to hold anything back anymore. He reaches under her back to unhook her bra and pulls it off entirely, staring at her breasts with unabashed want. “Shit, you’re gorgeous.”
“Please,” Rey begs.
“Fine,” Kylo says, pushing himself up and moving over her. He knocks her legs to the side casually and pulls off his sweatpants, cock still thick and hard, then finally tugs off her socks. “I love fucking a girl in thigh-highs, but you’re soaking these with slick. What a messy little girl.”
This time, when he thrusts into her, he doesn’t start slow. He pounds into her hard and fast, groaning, eyes on her tits as they jiggle with every movement. Rey goes limp, relaxing into the sensation, the pleasure, the feeling of finally being full. He comes after a few minutes. It feels unbearably good.
Kylo pulls out and rolls her onto her side, then lays down next to her, spooning her. He’s so big that his body encompasses all of her and she feels safe . His cock is wedged between her asscheeks, but instead of slipping it in her again, he reaches around and grabs her pussy with one of his hands, at first kneading it and rubbing the outside until Rey’s desperate and whimpering, then slipping his fingers inside and pumping in and out.
“Gonna make you cum now, baby,” he whispers in her ear. His warm breath sends shivers down her spine. He takes his fingers out to play with her clit, rubbing and squeezing and flicking it.
Rey squirms and whines, but then she manages to speak. “I, uh - can’t cum without a vibrator.”
Kylo’s fingers go still. For a moment, Rey is mortified that she’s disappointed him. Then he says, “Where?”
“Nightstand drawer,” she whispers. He rolls away from her - the sudden lack of body heat makes her whimper - but then he’s back, pressing the buttons on her vibrator, cycling through all the settings until he finds one he likes.
“Gonna start slow for you, baby,” he says, then slides it between her folds and presses it against her clit. “I wanna make you desperate. I like it when you can’t hold back.”
The vibrations send pleasure shooting through her and she whimpers loudly, but soon it isn’t enough. She grinds against him and he starts making tiny, slow circles. It only makes her more desperate.
“You want more, huh?” Kylo presses the button on the vibrator and it gets a little more intense. Rey moans with pleasure, but she needs more . She grinds her ass against his cock.
“Oh, you want that ,” Kylo says. “You want more of alpha’s cum.” He reaches between them and grabs his cock, giving it a few pumps with his hand, then lifting her leg and pushing it into her.
The relief is immediate. Rey feels like sobbing. She thrusts her hips backward, finding a good rhythm as he stays still. Then he changes the vibrator speed back to the slower setting.
Now Rey is crying. She whimpers and whines, tears tracking down her face. She’s so fucking close but so far. Kylo is still moving the vibrator in those infuriatingly slow circles. She needs more, more, more .
Then she finds it. The perfect angle. His cock is pressing against the front of her, deep inside. She thrusts back even harder and faster, panting between sobs. He seems to sense that she’s close and then - horribly, terribly - removes the vibrator entirely.
Rey goes limp. She’s on the brink and can’t think, just knows she needs to cum, now . She squeezes her legs together in a desperate attempt to find some friction, but it’s nowhere near enough.
“Alright, baby,” Kylo murmurs finally. “I think you deserve to cum now.”
Before she realizes what’s happening, he presses the vibrator back against her clit, this time at an even higher setting than either before. In the same moment, he thrusts into her, hitting her in just the right spot.
Rey screams as she cums, but Kylo claps his free hand over her mouth at the last moment and muffles the sound. Her pussy clenches over and over and over again, pleasure washing through her in waves, each time more intense than the last. Fireworks explode in her mind. She’s never had an orgasm like this before, never . He just keeps thrusting, pressing the vibrator harder against her clit, and at some point she realizes he’s cumming too, thick spurts of cum shooting into her.
It takes a while for the aftershocks to fade, long after Kylo stops thrusting. Her pussy keeps clenching weakly, and Rey is gasping for breath, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“Was that good, baby?” Kylo murmurs. He turns to vibrator off and sets it down, then his hands travel to her breasts to pinch her nipples. Rey flinches. They’re almost unbearably sensitive.
“Yes,” she manages to whisper, voice hoarse.
“Good girl,” he murmurs, then begins sliding his hand up and down her side. It’s gentle, meant to soothe, not arouse. The relaxation brought by her orgasm overwhelms Rey and soon she slips into a deep, wonderful sleep.
Rey wakes up sometime in the middle of the night to find herself on her back, Kylo on top of her, his thick cock sliding in and out of her with ease. She’s still sopping wet. She can feel the slick puddling beneath her.
Kylo notices her eyes fluttering open and he presses a hand over her mouth to stifle her whines. “I need you to be quiet, okay?”
Rey nods, but he doesn’t move his hand. Instead, he pumps into her a few more times, then grunts and spills into her again. When he pulls his cock out, there’s so much cum in her that it spills from her pussy, mixing with the slick, sticky and thick. He finally takes his hand off her mouth.
Sleepily, Rey lets her legs drop. When she rubs her thighs together, they’re soaked and slippery. She doesn’t really care, though. Soon she’s drifting off to sleep again.
The next time she wakes up, sunlight is pouring through her window. Kylo is between her legs again, but this time he’s washing her with a damp washcloth, wiping the cum and slick from her thighs with soft movements.
He’s diligent, leaving nothing behind, wiping carefully down her thighs and under her ass. Rey relaxes into the feeling. Alpha is taking care of her, just like he said he would. Alpha is doing everything she needs.
When he’s done, he kisses her on the forehead. “Good morning, baby.”
Rey gives him a small smile. “Good morning.”
“Feeling good?”
“Yeah,” she says, and its true. Usually her heats are short and desperate. They pass without any satisfaction, just soreness from her vibrator, which is never quite enough to sate her. This one is different. She’s relaxed, soft, full of the lingering pleasure of last night. Then she remembers something with alarm. “Fuck, my sheets. They’re soaked. I need to wash them.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Kylo replies, brushing a finger along her face.
She knows she’s still in the haze of her heat when he picks her up and a little bit of slick slips out of her pussy at the feeling of his hands gripping her waist. He sets her down carefully on her feet, then turns to begin pulling the sheets off her bed.
She’s wobbly, thighs sore, but she manages to make it over to her nightstand and check her phone. There are a few notifications from her brother - hope we didn’t keep you up last night with the music haha and i’m going to practice, back in time for dinner . Rey melts with relief that he didn’t seem to notice that she had joined the party. Then she realizes the house is empty. Their parents are gone for the weekend and it’s only Saturday morning. It’s completely quiet.
Kylo leaves the room with an armful of sheets - Rey idly wonders how he knows where the washing machine is - and comes back with a stack of towels. He lays them out on her bed, layering them thick. Then he walks over to her and wraps his hands around her waist from behind, hugging her against him.
“How do you know exactly what I need?” Rey asks with a sigh.
“I have an omega little sister,” Kylo replies. Then he seems to realize the implications of what he said and quickly corrects himself. “Not that I, uh, fuck her or anything. But she’s had some guys who don’t take great care of her. Usually I’m the one cleaning up in the morning. It’s so shitty that they think they can just use her and leave. An alpha needs to take care of his omega.”
Rey sighs and relaxes back against him. She feels comfort like she’s never known before. So this is what it’s like to go through a heat with a partner. She’s grateful it’s one like Kylo.
“We need to clarify a few things,” he continues. “First, I won’t mate with you. Sorry if that’s what you wanted.”
Rey’s cheeks burn with embarrassment. She’s in high school. Mating is very low on her list of priorities. “No way. I don’t want a mate. And I’m on birth control. I don’t want a baby, trust me.”
“Good,” Kylo responds. “Second, I’m gonna stay as long as you need me.”
Rey nods. She’s glad he isn’t looking at her and can’t see the intense relief that crosses her face. She hadn’t even considered him leaving, but the notion is horrifying.
“Third, your heat has triggered my rut. So I’m gonna be using you to get through that. I need you as much as you need me right now. Got it?”
“Got it,” Rey whispers in response. Part of her is a little afraid of being used, but a much bigger part of her is burning with desire. Maybe she doesn’t care what he does as long as he keeps giving her his cock.
“Good.” Kylo drops his hands to her hips and tugs them backward. “Put your hands on the nightstand, baby.” Rey drops her hands to the edge of the table and braces herself as Kylo forces her legs apart and presses on her lower back so that her ass is tilted upward. She only realizes what he’s doing when he slides a finger into her folds and pulls it back out, evidently satisfied with the amount of slick. Then he slips his cock inside her and leans over to grab her breasts.
“Oh, God, baby,” he groans, thrusting into her slowly before picking up speed. “I’m never taking this out of you again. You feel so fucking good.”
Rey whines as he grabs her nipples, twisting and pulling on them. He’s rougher today, his body slapping against her ass and driving into her with enough force that her legs threaten to buckle underneath her. He lasts longer, too - he keeps fucking her for a while, his cock hitting the perfect spot inside of her until her mind goes blissfully blank. She whimpers and sinks down, arms unable to hold her up anymore.
Kylo seems to realize this and he picks her up - somehow able to keep his cock inside of her - and lays her body down against her bed instead, keeping her feet on the ground. The angle is more intense this way, her ass tilted even further up, and he pushes her down against the bed, firm hand against her back.
Rey whimpers as her face is pushed into the towels. She’s drooling, eyes squeezed shut, moaning so loudly that she’s embarrassed Kylo can hear it, but she can’t hold it back anymore. When he finally finishes inside her, driving his cock violently deep, she melts, relishing the feeling of his cum flooding into her. She’s never had anyone cum in her during a heat, and it’s the best feeling in the world. Something primal, deep inside her brain, is finally releasing a tension she didn’t know she had.
Kylo pulls out, panting. “Alright, baby. I’m not done with you yet and I know you need more. But I gotta work on some schoolwork, okay? Gotta finish this essay or I’m not gonna graduate.”
Rey peels herself up off the bed, cum running down her thighs. “You’re a senior?”
“Yeah,” Kylo replies. Then something dawns on him. “Wait, how old are you?”
“Sixteen.”
“Fuck,” he sighs. “Alright, we really can’t tell anyone about this.”
Rey’s eyes widen. “You’re eighteen.”
“There’s exceptions to the underage laws for omegas in heat,” Kylo reassures her. “But it wouldn’t look good for me.”
“I understand.” Rey nods, though a part of her shrinks with shame at the thought that he’s embarrassed about her.
Kylo crosses the room and pulls out a laptop from a backpack Rey hadn’t noticed before. She’s a little surprised that he brought schoolwork to a party. Then he finds his clothes, abandoned on the floor, and pulls them on. Rey notices that he doesn’t bother with underwear.
“I need you to get dressed, okay?” Kylo says, glancing over his shoulder to her. “I won’t be able to focus if I keep seeing you naked.”
Rey nods and crosses the room to her closet automatically. She realizes this is another instinct buried inside of her - obey alpha. Do anything he wants. Obey everything he says. It seems a little dangerous that she’s now stuck with someone who she can’t disobey, but it’s definitely worth it.
She contemplates her array of clothes - mostly leggings and t-shirts - before putting on another skirt (not quite as short as the one from last night) and a loose t-shirt (no bra). She also dejectedly pulls on underwear, unhappy at the way it chafes against her pussy.
Then she sits back down on her bed, wondering what to do while Kylo works on his essay - maybe read a book or something - but he spins in the desk chair and pins her with his gaze.
“No, baby,” he says, “I need you over here.”
Rey stands up, confused, and crosses the room to him. He pats his lap, just like last night, and she clambers up, this time facing him. Her legs dangle off the sides of the chair and she grabs his shoulders to keep herself upright.
“You’re gonna be my cockwarmer,” Kylo says, pushing her skirt up until her underwear is showing. “Because I might fucking die if I have to go any longer without being inside you.”
He pulls his cock out of his pants casually and tugs her underwear to the side until her pussy is out, wet with slick. Then he lifts her up and slides her down onto his cock. Both of them moan at the same time. Rey clenches around him automatically, her nipples hardening and peaking through her t-shirt.
Kylo chuckles, dipping his head down to bite at them through the fabric, going from side to side a few times until Rey is squirming and whining. “Fuck, your tits are gonna be the death of me. Stay still. I can’t be distracted right now.”
Rey stills instantly. Another order from her alpha, though she isn’t happy about it this time. Kylo reaches around her to type on his laptop, easily able to see over her head.
The omega in Rey isn’t happy about being ignored. It isn’t long before she’s clenching around him again, burying her head in his shoulder to muffle her whines.
“Stop it,” Kylo says sternly. “If you’re a good girl, I might give you an orgasm after this. You want that, don’t you?”
Rey shivers and desperately wills herself to stop. It’s torture, but she manages to stay still, even when her pussy is begging for movement, desperate for his cock to thrust into her.
It feels like forever, but finally Kylo shuts his laptop and runs his hands down her sides.
“Alright, baby,” he says. “You’ve been good, so let’s get out your vibrator. First you’re gonna let me stuff you with cum, though, okay?”
He pushes the chair away from the desk, then grabs her waist and begins thrusting her up and down on his cock. Again, she feels like a toy, an object, but it doesn’t matter, because it feels so fucking good. Kylo stops for long enough to lift up her t-shirt and pop a nipple in his mouth, then he’s grabbing her ass and pounding into her again, somehow keeping her breast in his mouth, sucking and nibbling in all the perfect ways.
When he cums, he bites down, hard , and Rey wails, because it’s so painful but somehow so good. He lifts her off his cock and cum gushes out of her, dribbling onto the chair and the floor.
There’s an unfamiliar sensation in her breasts, an aching heaviness. Rey glances down and sees angry red marks where Kylo bit, but also - something white leaking out of her nipples. She gasps with horror.
Kylo looks down. “Oh, you’re lactating,” he says casually, as if he sees this every day. “Yeah, that’s normal. If your breasts are stimulated enough during a heat, your body thinks it’s preparing for pups. Don’t worry. It’ll go away.”
Rey just keeps staring in horror. “I can’t let anyone see this!”
“I said don’t worry, ” Kylo repeats firmly, in his alpha voice again. “I’m gonna take care of it.”
He pushes her off his lap and she stumbles backward before regaining her balance. Then he tucks his still-wet cock back in his sweatpants and pushes Rey back onto her bed. He pulls her skirt and underwear down and tugs her shirt over her head, tossing them to the side. She sits in a daze, still trying to process what’s happening to her. Her breasts are aching more by the minute. They even look more full, swelling with milk.
Kylo grabs her vibrator from the nightstand and puts it on the lowest setting, then kneels between her legs, pushing them apart to give him full access. This time, instead of pressing the vibrator against her clit, he slips it inside her and presses against the front wall of her pussy.
“Gonna make you squirt,” he says, rubbing the vibrator up and down. It feels good, but there’s also an uncomfortable sensation building up. Almost like she has to pee, but not quite. “I want your slick all over me, baby. You’re gonna cover me in it.”
Rey tries to protest, but then he leans in and latches his mouth around her nipple. His tongue swipes over it and immediately she feels something flowing out of her nipple. God, is this really happening to her? She squirms, uncomfortable, embarrassed, but Kylo grabs her breast with his free hand and squeezes it. The aching sensation immediately lessens as he suckles and massages her breast.
Rey relaxes into the feeling. He knows what he’s doing. And if this will make her feel better, it has to be okay.
As he sucks on her, he keeps rubbing the vibrator up and down. Even as the ache in her breast lessens, the uncomfortable feeling building in her grows more and more. She’s suddenly terrified that she’s going to pee and she clenches down.
“Stop that,” Kylo mumbles around her breast. His lips are stained white with the creamy substance coming out of Rey’s nipple. “I know it feels like you’re gonna piss, but that’s how it works. You have to let go. I swear it’ll feel good.”
Rey wiggles, suddenly not sure that she wants to do this, but he’s rubbing the vibrator faster and faster. His mouth switches to her other breast and he’s suckling even harder on this one. It feels so fucking good that she can’t help but relax. His throat bobs as he swallows mouthful after mouthful of milk. It’s dribbling down his chin and dripping on her thighs. The tension in her pussy is becoming almost unbearable, though. She’s clenching hard to hold it in, desperate to stop whatever is happening.
Then he changes the vibrator to a much higher speed, pressing it hard against the perfect spot in her, and swiping his tongue over her sensitive nipple at the same time.
She loses control. It’s too much, and she lets go, and liquid sprays from her pussy, shooting onto Kylo’s chest. He leans back, satisfied, milk all over his lips, and keeps thrusting into her with the vibrator. She’s cumming and with every clench of her pussy more of the liquid spurts out of her. It’s clear - not pee, despite how it felt - and finally it slows to a steady stream, flowing out of her onto the towel.
Rey had no idea she had this much slick inside her. As her orgasm subsides, she watches the slick soak into the towel. It’s still coming out of her, and then Kylo leans in and presses his mouth to her pussy and swallows it, and suddenly she’s cumming again at the intense sensation of his lips on her clit, more sensitive than ever before. She buries her hands in his hair and pulls at it and moans, desperate for him to keep his mouth on her, and he just keeps swallowing it and sucking on her until it’s over.
When he pulls his mouth away, the slick has been reduced to just a dribble. Kylo’s cheeks are shining wet with slick and sticky milk.
“Tastes like fucking heaven,” he says, wiping the messy mixture of liquids off his face. “I swear, an omega in heat is better than anything else in the fucking world.”
Rey realizes something. “You did that on purpose,” she accuses him. “You made me lactate and then made me squirt just so you could drink it all.”
Kylo shrugs. “Guilty. But don’t try to tell me it didn’t feel good.”
Rey looks away. She can’t lie to her alpha.
“I thought so,” Kylo chuckles. He leans in and nibbles at her breasts again. They’re not swollen or aching anymore, thank God, but he manages to coax a few more drops of milk out, sucking hard and squeezing them with his hands. It feels so good that Rey doesn’t even protest.
“See?” He says. “Told you I’d take care of it.”
Rey glares at him, but she’s sleepy again from cumming two times in a row. She doesn’t have the energy to fight him. “I need a nap.”
“Whatever you want, baby girl,” Kylo says, standing up and pressing another kiss to her forehead. She realizes suddenly that he’s never kissed her on the lips, no matter how many times they’ve fucked. Maybe kissing on the lips is too intimate, too romantic. Because there’s nothing romantic between them, right? This is just an… arrangement. To get her through her heat and him through his rut.
That’s all it is, Rey repeats to herself as she lies down and curls up on the bed.
She almost manages to convince herself it’s true.