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Stand By Me (River_Wolf and BloodRedRomeo)

Kira could feel him literally leave her grasp as he pulled away. That familiar, insecure spark of fear ran through her. At the same time, she lamented the loss. It felt so good. Why'd he have to stop? What if she did something wrong? Except, that wasn't it. His words made her melt. Alonso's massive hard-on raged before her, begging for attention. A huge smile lifted her face. Kira didn't have time to say anything in response though. When she tried, it came out as a startled gasp as Alonso flipped her onto her hands and knees. Her rear lifted high in the air, broad hips tingling and shaking slightly from his preparations.

Alonso's growls sent shivers down her spine. Instinctually, her head lowered in submission. Hair tumbled down her neck, revealing the nap and sensitive gland. Her hips raised, angling so that he could better meet her. She felt him too. That large, pulsating, foreign heat. It lingered there, waiting. In her addled state, she couldn't quite figure out why he'd stopped. At least not immediatly. Kira chanced a glance over her shoulder and saw him waiting, just like before. Waiting for permission.

"Fuck me. Please." Kira begged.
 
That was all he needed. With all the care he could muster, he lifted her rear up just a bit further to perfectly align her entrance with his eight inch mammoth. He pushed into her slowly, he wetness making the first entrance a trivial matter. The head of his cock slid into her pussy. In no time at all, the rest of him followed. Inch by inch, he pushed into her until the supple skin of her bum pressed against his abdomen.

“Kira, I’m inside you,” he breathed, not truly ready for this. He hadn’t even begun moving and he felt amazing. Her wet, tight hole wrapped around him so perfectly it was like they were made for each other. Each wave of pleasure that passed through him was intense enough to make his brain go a little numb. “You’re perfect,” he informed her, still struggling. Then, as the final vestiges of civility fell away, Alonso lost it, suddenly ramming it into her. A second later, he repeated that. Before, that could be considered lovemaking. This was fucking on the most primal level.
 
How was anyone that freaking big?!

Kira felt every inch. Every millimeter and micrometer. Her insides spasmed as they worked overtime to compensate for the massive intrusion. It didn't hurt though. She was built for this. Between his preparations and her nature, every part of her was ready for this. Kira's Omega instincts screamed with relief. Finally. Finally! This was it! It was the start of what her body had always craved.

"Alonso," she moaned. It was the best reply Kira's fogged head could come up with. Her moan quickly turned into a scream as Alonso started ramming into her with impunity. Kira's body quaked as Kira cried out with each new thrust. His cock roughly bombarded her and her massive rear eagerly moved to greet it. The first few times were shaky and without any real rhyme or reason. But Kira quickly settled to his rhythm, moving at his pace. A white hot mixture of pleasure and pain fueled her. It sparked anew every time he buried himself deep inside of her. It wasn't long before Kira was rambling a mixture of incoherent begging and Alonso's name.
 
That ass. That perfect, beautiful ass. Every time he thrusted, he could see the beautiful jiggling it caused. It was a hypnotic and breathtaking sight. It only fueled his lust for her further. He couldn’t slow down or stop himself as each time he hilted inside her, he felt another wave of pleasure. And her voice. It was magical. Every sound that came from her made him crazier. The begging, his name, the sounds that were nothing more than signs of her pleasure, was just more fuel.

Alonso himself was far from a silent partner. He was grunting madly as he pushed in and out, moaning when it was too much to resist. He couldn’t possibly be quiet when everything felt this good. “Kira,” he would say regularly, saying the Omega’s name like it was a prayer. Sex had never felt this amazing before. He and her were made for each other. He could feel it.

As the sex continued, Alonso found his eyes drawn to the back of her neck even more than her ass. Her scent glad was there. The thing that could make the two of them bonded. He had a need to bite it, to make her his. Unable to resist, he leaned down until his head was inches away. Slowing just enough, he used his hand to control her as his open mouth moved down, his teeth ever closer to her tender flesh.


But he didn’t bite.

As much as it pained him to do so, he was falling in love with Kira. Biting her without talking about it would violate the trust and freedom she cherished. So he grazed it with his teeth, enough so she’d feel it for sure. It made his desire to bite clear, but then he pulled away. She knew what he felt and what he wanted, but most of all she knew he wouldn’t force it on her. He really would give her the choice.
 
The sounds and smells of wild sex filled her cabin. Each push crashed skin to skin with a wet slap. His thrusts radiated through her body, sending shockwaves from her rear to the tip of her tits that dangled and jiggled with every thrust, the tips as erect as he was. Kira moaned and keened with pleasure. Her back arched. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on her body. It felt unbelievable. Her gaze, half lidded, barely saw anything as she drowned in ecstasy.

Then came the teeth. Kira's eyes opened wide. His jaw scraped against the soft flesh of her neck. Shivers ran down Kira's spine and she gasped. The Omega inside her was desperate for that bond. It would have been so easy for Alonso to just bite. To claim her right then and there, and they both knew it. Yet, once more he pulled back. It had to be a monumental feat too. Denying oneself their instinctual needs could be physically painful at times. Kira knew that all to well. Alonso somehow managed to do it. Maybe it spoke to who he was, what kind of Alpha he'd grown up to be, or just his extensive training; but the discipline Alonso possessed was staggering.

Kira dipped her head down to the bed, doing her best to try and clear her head enough to think. When that didn't work, she outright bit her own arm. The pain was enough to bring her back to lucidity. Even then though, only one answer came to mind.

"Alpha." Kira begged, her Omega voice accidentally slipping through as she bared her neck for him. Kira's eyes closed fully. Her body tensed with anticipation.
 
That voice. She used that voice. It wasn’t accidental either. She knew what he wanted and accepted it. She seemed to need him as much as he needed her. Without hesitation, he leaned back down, but closer this time, all while his body pressed down on hers, maximizing the amount of skin pressing against each other. However, once again Alonso resisted her neck. No easy feet, going against his desires and her Omega voice, but he did it.

“Kira,” he grunted into her ear. He was still fucking her like mad, his arousal peaking. His cock was knotting. He couldn’t have pulled out if he wanted to. “Kira,” he repeated with even more rapture. “Kira. Kira. Kira.” Over and over he said her name. Eventually, he bit into her shoulder just to help restrain himself. He knew what he wanted. It was the getting there that was hard. The softness of her skin and her warm blood only pushed him on.

Finally, they reached the moment where it was best. He unlatched his mouth from her, the red circle a mark of his passion. “Kira,” he said one more time as his head finally moved to her neck. “I love you.” He bit. And as he did so, he came. As his seed flowed into her body, he bonded with her.
 
Kira became desperate, almost frantic. She'd said yes. His body pressed against hers and their heat skyrocketed as he drove relentless into her. His arousal continued to grow to the point where she felt like she'd burst. That deep sense of fullness inside of her was better than any toy. She could feel his breath in her ear. How close he was to her. Each time he called her name it drove her further into a tailspin. Kira's insides spasmed around him. Yet, he didn't bite. At least not her neck. Instead, his teeth dug into her shoulder. Kira cried. Tears fell down her cheek as she tried to combat the overwhelming mixture of pleasure, pain, elation, and deep seated need that remained unsatisfied. "Alonso!"

Finally, the knot fully formed and Kira got what she wanted. The bite and sudden rush of semen that filled her inside brought Kira fully over the edge. Her own orgasm climaxed, pulsating around Alonso as she shook from the force of it all. It was pure pleasure. Her head flew so high she wasn't sure she'd ever come down. When Kira finally did, she was collapsed onto the bed, spent and purring. Kira felt like something had clicked into place. A perfect key slipping into a lock so well it would never come back out. The bite marks on her shoulder and neck, as well as her raw pussy, pulsed with every heartbeat.

She could still feel Alonso inside of her. There was something else as well. All of it warm. "I love you too." Kira mumbled, tired.
 
There was something deep inside of Alonso now. As the fog of pleasure faded from his brain, there was something new there. This act had bonded the two of them together forever. He felt so much warmth, so much love, so much passion for Kira. She was a crucial part of his world now, something he’d do everything to protect. In a man like Alonso, some darker thoughts appeared as well. If someone were to threaten her, to threaten his precious mate, he would kill them. Anyone who meant to do her wrong, he would destroy.

Then he heard her confession and his heart rang out in joy. She had fallen in love too. It brought a massive smile to the Alpha’s face. He pulled his cock from her, still wet from their juices. However, he was not going to do what some Alphas did and simply leave their Omega behind. Instead, he stayed. He retrieved the nice warm blanket from underneath her with great care. Then he climbed into the bed next to her, pulling the blanket over them as he wrapped his arm around her, holding his cherished woman close.

“Thank you, Kira,” he started softly, an errant tear forming on the edge of one of his eyes. “I love you. And I promise, I’ll do everything I can to make you happy.”
 
The bed wasn't large. It certainly wasn't made to fit two grown adults, much less one of Alonso's side. That didn't matter to Kira though. If anything it just gave her even more incentive to push herself and her spent body as deep into the crevices of Alonso's body as she could without physically fusing with him. In her state though, Kira would have happily done so if it were possible. Alonso spoke to her, whispering in her ear words of love and promises. Kira mumbled back in response, but the words were unintelligible. She wasn't even really sure if they were words. Exhaustion pulled at her, easing her into a blissful sleep. The last thing she consciously remembered was giving Alonso a kiss in response.

Kira always thought the bond would be something like a permanent chain that closed off the last bit of her freedom. She pictured it feeling like a collar or a cage. Except, it wasn't anything like that. Instead, it felt like a blanket. Something enveloped her mind with gentle pressure. There was this sense of Alonso lingering around her, even in her dreams. He lingered, ever on the periphery of her consciousness like a watchful guardian. It felt nice. Safe. Peaceful.

When Kira woke the next day, it was early. The sun hadn't even risen yet, but she could hear the first bird songs of the day. Warmth permeated her body and she wanted nothing more than to stay where she was and go back to sleep. However, an uncomfortable stickiness between her legs. Something was caked there, and cracked whenever she moved. It felt gross. Kira exhaled softly as she forced her eyes to open. They hadn't cleaned up from the night before. Carefully, Kira picked herself out of the bed. Her legs wobbled like a newborn calf and she felt something drip down her leg. An enormous blush overtook her. Was that... It was wasn't it? Kira closed her eyes and counted to three. She could do this. It was natural. Nothing to be embarrassed about.

Carefully and quietly, still butt naked, Kira made her way outside with a small towel and to the stream. The chill of the stream hit her like a ton of bricks as she waded into the shallow waters. Kira gulped, despising every second of it. Cold was never her thing. She much preferred to be warm. The thought of cleaning up and getting back to the warmth of her bed and Alonso helped as she dipped the towel into the stream and began to wash herself.
 
Alonso stayed awake longer than his new lover, watching over her affectionately as she slept. He had partners before, more than one had been an Omega, but he had never felt the same connection to them that he felt with Kira. This was his first bond and it was magical. It felt like he had given away a fraction of his soul in exchange for part of hers. Eventually, with his arms still wrapped carefully around her, Alonso slept.

His sleep was deep and peaceful, something he hadn’t had in ages. There were no bad dreams, no traumatic memories, no violent escapes. Just peace and warmth. Alonso wanted to never have his bed empty again. Having someone with him just made everything so much better.

When Alonso woke up, it was a bit after his dreams went wrong. His peaceful and warm sanctuary suddenly faded. He was cold. He was in danger. He was...alone. His eyes snapped open, the jarring departure having been enough to disturb him into wakefulness. The first thing he did was move his arm closer to him, pulling Kira tighter against his body. Only instead of Kira, he found only air.

Alonso’s mind almost snapped at the realization that she wasn’t there. He was out of the bed in a heartbeat. “Kira,” he said, looking around the room to see if she was there. This wasn’t right. Why wasn’t she here? Had she been kidnapped? Had something he done made her regret her choice? Did she hate him now? Had she run away forever? His fear at losing his bondmate made his mind go into overdrive as a million awful scenarios ran through his head. He couldn’t stay still.

“Kira!” he yelled, following her scent straight out the door. He was sprinting, not wasting even a second to get dressed. The naked giant would run anywhere to find her. He’d convince her to stay with him. He’d do anything. He’d...

Turn beet red when he saw her naked in the stream. She wasn’t running away. It didn’t take a genius to tell she was simply cleaning off the residue of last night’s actions. He gelt like an idiot. Of course she wouldn’t leave just like that. Even if they had only known each other for a short while, he could figure out that much. In shame for being so desperate, he plopped to the ground, sitting with his back to a stump and his hand over his face. He probably looked so dumb right now.
 
A spark of inexplicable anxiety was the precursor to Alonso shouting her name. Kira jumped to her feet, water dripping from her body and the cloth as she looked to the cabin in alarm. A very naked Alonso burst from the cabin in a heated frenzy. Both of them turned red at about the same time. Kira mostly because she was naked and bathing in front of Alonso. Yes, it was silly. They'd done a lot worse the night before. She still wasn't used to it though. Her hands immediatly moved to try and cover herself with the admittedly small towel. It was just a washcloth after all. It wasn't really made to cover anything.

Alonso's distress crossed their link. Kira's focus turned from her own shame back towards that of her mate. Wow. She had a mate. A small smile crossed her lips as she stepped out of the stream. All of her insecurity laid forgotten with the droplets that fell from her body. Kira closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around Alonso. Her wet chest pressed against his scarred shoulder as she knelt beside him. She planted a sweet kiss on his cheek, expanding her scent around Alonso to help soothe him. "Morning," she purred. "Sorry for the scare. The cabin doesn't have a shower."

Kira kissed him a few more times before offering a hand. "I uh, can try to put some breakfast together if you want to clean yourself off. Or we could just get dressed and head back to the city. Whichever you'd prefer." At some point, Kira would have to return to her cabin to finish harvesting the deer, but that could wait. She'd done enough the day before to give herself some leeway. Spending time with Alonso was a lot more important. She wanted to strengthen their new bond and really let it set in.
 
Alonso sat there, overwhelmed by what he was feeling. It was coming in through their bond and simply through the actions she performed. He felt warmth, affection, and most of all, love. Was this what being in love felt like? If so, he never wanted to stop feeling it. As she kissed him, he calmed down, her soothing power helping him. When it had passed, he was amazed. He had attacks before, and never had he recovered so quickly. Mates were incredible.

When Kira reached out her hand and made her offer. It was one of the easiest choices he ever made. He reached out to hold her hand, he slender one in his large one. “Let’s go back to the city,” he told her. “I want to show you our home.” He made sure to say ‘our’ very clearly. It was now both of theirs. Not his with her living there. Theirs.

With his declaration, he led her back into the cabin. He dressed himself and helped her to pack up everything that she needed. He hoped this wouldn’t be his last visit to this cozy cabin. It was a perfect getaway. He’d make sure he properly owned it soon enough, just to ensure it’s safety. Once they were packed up, it was time to head back into the city, hand in hand.
 
Our Home.

The words repeated in Kira's head like a broken record. Over and over, digging a little further into her psyche. She hadn't lived with anyone in a while. Not since she moved out of her parent's place a few years back. At first, it'd been really hard. Part of the reason Kira liked the cabin so much was that she could hear all kinds of wildlife just outside her door. It helped to stave off the loneliness. Pets did as well. Unfortionatly, Kira had to pick between her love archery and a pet. She couldn't afford both. Not that Alonso was a pet. Far from it. He'd offer so much more than a cat or dog ever could.

Kira got dressed quickly. Even though Alonso helped her pack, there wasn't much she needed to bring back. At least... nothing from the cabin. Everything she'd left there was designed to stay in the cabin. Her bow and arrows had their own special place. There were emergency supplies. Processing the deer would require several days worth of work and all the tools she'd need were at the cabin itself. It was really just what she'd brought with her the day before.

Getting out of the wilderness was easy. Kira followed the well worn trail, matching Alonso's pace as best she could. Her head was high and a smile graced her face as all the way until the very edge of the forest where concrete finally met wood. That's when old habits kicked in hard. Kira's head dropped, her eyes on the ground as she made her way towards the bus that would take them home. She stayed close to Alonso. The back of her neck itched. The still healing bite mark felt like a beacon in the night, drawing every stranger's gaze. Or at least, that's how self-conscious she felt. Reality was different. If anything, Alonso drew more attention from people because of his looks and size.
 
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