Heated Encounters
Ao3
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Chapter 21
Jordan sat at his kitchen table, blankly staring at the wooden surface as he waited for the scolding that was bound to come. He idly rolled a pencil between his palm, allowing the wooden writing instrument to gently roll between his thumb and pinky. The noises around him were muted at best, but the roar of his frustrations festered and grew as he sat and stewed over the suspension.
“—can’t keep doing this!” The man’s husky voice broke through the fog causing Jordan to stop his motions and peer up at the speaker.
“He’s just a boy; a teenager who can’t control his emotions.” The woman stated as she crossed her arms, her face visibly puffy and red from the tears. “The doctor said—”
“That doctor is an idiot!”
Jordan laughed out bitterly, the man stopping mid-thought to look and scold at him. “Don’t think we will let this slide, Jordan. You’ve caused us enough headaches to last us a lifetime!”
“Yeah, right.” Jordan rolled his eyes at the man, eliciting a scoff as he turned his head.
“You respect me...” He seethed; jaw clenched tightly.
“For what? You’re not my dad. You’re just some rich hussy my mom decided to marry just so she didn’t have to work another day in her life.”
“Jordan!” His mother cried out, clearly distraught over the lies her son was stating. “Pierre. You don’t believe that, right?”
Pierre stared at Jordan for a few heartbeats before turning his eyes away and softening as he peered at his wife. “Of course I know that, Michelle. It’s your son who believes that.” He said gesturing to the teenager who was screwing his lips up in disgust.
Pierre turned and looked back at Jordan, his eyes darkening in rage. “I love your mother and helped you with your legal problems, or did you already forget who helped your ass when you were threatened to go to jail for your ‘emotions’ taking over?”
“I didn’t forget.” Jordan relented, turning away slightly to hide his disdain.
“And the way you’re acting towards an omega that clearly has a mate is bound for trouble once again. Just look at your face! You’re littered with bruises and now you’re suspended for a week. Plus fighting with an alpha from the Agreste pack! What were you thinking? His father will have our throats if his injuries are permanent. Everything you have will be gone.”
“That asshole deserved it. He thinks he’s a golden ray of sunshine. And of course, he gets to be with an omega. Especially an omega as good as her.”
“And that is none of your concern, Jordan.” Pierre angrily cried out, clearly frustrated that this conversation was not going anywhere in the right direction. “You attacked an alpha while he was trying to take care of his omega—"
“She’s not his yet! I didn’t see a claim bite!”
“That doesn’t matter!”
“Jordan! Stop this!” His mother finally cried out, interrupting the feuding alphas. “We can’t—we can’t do this again!”
Jordan sat there, seething. He knew they were right. He knew he should ignore that need for claim. But when Jordan had something on his mind, he had to see it to fruition. He was going to make sure Marinette was his. His initial idea was to seduce Marinette when she went into heat, but her going into heat in front of Adrien only threw a wrench into his plans. But as long as what Lila had found out was true—that she wouldn’t be claimed this time around—and as long as Marinette was unclaimed until her next heat, she was ripe for the taking.
His eyes flashed with a thought and his lips lightly curled with fascination. Looking up to check the date, he mentally noted when her next heat was bound to come around.
He wasn’t going to let his past haunt him anymore. Once she was his, and Adrien finally Lila’s, that bitch can get off his back and no one would be none the wiser.
“We can’t keep doing this for you,” Pierre stated, slightly exasperated. “Once was enough, Jordan. I will say this once, and only once. If you try and claim that girl, like you did to that…” Pierre closed his eyes, holding in the burst of anger that ran through him as he thought over the last encounter, “that poor omega... then we won’t save you. You’re on your own.”
Jordan stared into the alpha’s steel-grey eyes, finally turning away as the man’s words settled in his mind.
Adrien stirred as he felt a weight shift against him. His eyes remained closed as he licked his parched lips, wondering if he remembered to keep a glass of water by his nightstand. He felt so comfortable and warm—a feeling that he hadn’t felt since his mother had died—and continued to chase that feeling that seemed to want to disappear. He furrowed his brow when the shifting weight stopped, and he assumed it was the feeling of Marinette shifting against him as she rested from their lovemaking.
He was close to drifting back asleep when her weight shifted once more, but this time it was accompanied by the feeling of pressed lips on his neck while soft fingers trailed into his locks. The sensation made him want to purr, and he was close to doing so before deciding to clear his throat to stop it before it could begin.
The familiar feeling of arousal ran through him as the simple pecks became more sensual. The delicate touch of her lips left him wanting more, and he clenched his eyes as she pressed her lips slowly down until she reached his collarbone. Her lips lingered there for a moment, licking and nipping the flushed skin as she allowed her nails to run across the nape of his neck with a ghost-like touch.
Adrien bit his lip as he relished in the feeling. He attempted to lift his hand in hopes to run his bare hand over her soft skin, but when Marinette began to slowly kiss her way back up towards his jaw, Adrien dropped his hand, choosing to lightly claw at the sheets with his fingertips instead. He whimpered as her tongue darted out and ran along his neck, but groaned out when it was followed by her blowing cool air onto the wet skin. She continued her torturous ministrations with a rotation of simple kisses, sensual licks, and warm nuzzles against his scent gland, and the multiple sensations made Adrien silently plead for her to end his misery. He was about to shift his weight when he felt her sharp fangs grazing his scent glad as lightly nipped at his neck.
The mixture of sensations caused Adrien to loudly moan out as her hands trailed down from his hair and over his cheek, slowly making the trek over the divots and muscles in his chest and arms. The movement paused, only for a moment, before soft lips made their way over to his. It was slow and loving with no hunger in sight, and Adrien finally wrapped his arms around the weight until he felt the smooth skin across his palms.
Finally realizing that this was not a dream, Adrien opened his eyes just enough to peer through his lashes, noticing that his mate looked immaculate beside him. Her porcelain skin looked flush as she took control of her desires, her raven strands pooling and gliding effortlessly across his chest as she continued her tedious movements. He relished in the feel of his mate teasing his skin, the tender kisses becoming hungrier as the seconds passed by. He could feel Marinette lift herself until she was comfortably on her knees, gaining a better position on her attack to his neck. He happily obliged as he turned his head just enough to give her more access to his neck.
Marinette whimpered out in happy delight at the reward for her tease, continuing her kisses as she ran her free hand over his chest. Adrien took that moment to gaze upon her body, relishing in the deliciousness of her smooth skin. He could see the swell of her ass, the athletic and toned muscle calling out to him to run his fingers across it. The calling was short-lived, as the feel of her fingers trailing down his torso took precedence in his mind. The slow movements became torturous, her fingers only running against the smooth skin on his pelvis yet never reaching the increasingly aroused member as she continued her ministrations.
Adrien groaned out as his cock twitched to be touched. She moved her fingers until it lingered at the base of his cock before she brushed her fingertips through his curls. He unconsciously gripped her hips, slightly bucking his own in hopes to show her how needy he was for her touch. She responded in kind, lightly gripping his length at the base as she decided on how she wanted to proceed.
Adrien’s eyes fluttered open; the half-lidded gaze followed her every move to see what she would do to him. The anticipation of her handling him caused him to bite his bottom lip, and he once again tightly clenched his eyes shut as she finally moved on to her chosen tease. Marinette ran the tip of one of her fingers languorously up his cock until she reached the tip, only to swirl the pad of her finger around the head of his dick excruciatingly slow. Not only was it slow, but it was sensually driven, and it was becoming increasingly harder to keep himself from sputtering all over her.
She swirled a few times before sliding her finger back down the length of his shaft, only to begin the motion once again. Marinette continued the tease, hoping that she could get him to the point of begging to unleash within her without a second thought.
“My alpha,” she purred against the shell of his ear and he whined in response.
She smirked as she watched him squirm under her palm before deciding that she tortured him enough. But the moment she stopped, the begging need to be bred broke through the fog in her mind, and she captured his lips with fervor.
He happily obliged, bringing his fingers to her hair and twisting the locks in his palms as he kissed her back with such passion that he could not wait another minute further. He rolled them both over until her back rested against the linens, and the silvery look to her eye only made him realize one thing: she wanted to be bred and she wanted it now.
He could never deny his mate that satisfaction.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, he captured her lips once more, feeling her hips roll against his as her claws dug into his hips. He continued to chase her lips, nipping and sucking the swollen muscle as he ground against her folds. He could hear her breathy moan, his lips muffling the impatient whimpers as she tried to guide him to enter her.
Smirking against her lips, he leaned on his elbow and removed his hand from her hair, quickly bringing it to her clit and toying with the sensitive flesh. The sudden touch sent shivers down Marinette’s spine, and she tried to bury her face in the sheets as she moaned out in relief. Adrien ran his fingers up and down her folds, coating his fingers in her honey-like juices. He entered into her, thrusting his fingers in and out of her before removing them and rubbing her clit and hood methodically.
“Fuck.” Marinette screamed out, the coil building within her as he continued his repetitive motions. “Adrien. Please.” She begged, wanting that coil to snap so she could feel some relief.
Adrien could see his mate clenching her eyes, her fingertips digging into his biceps as she held on for dear life, and Adrien smirked as he could feel her walls begin to clench around his fingers. He added another two fingers into her core, thrusting quicker as he searched for the bundle of nerves that were nestled within her. A cat-like grin stretched across his face, her head thrown back in surprise as he bent his fingers and rubbed against the nerves.
It didn’t take long for her to fall into the abyss. She thrust her head back as she screamed out his name, praising him for the release. He continued to tease her nerves as she came down from her high, and she captured his lips as the relief quickly turned to desire once again. Adrien had little time to react, figuring that he still had some time before needing to release his own within her.
Removing his fingers, he brought them to his lips, sucking off the juices that coated the digits. She whimpered as he did so, running her hand across her chest and down her torso until she reached her clit. Marinette rubbed her hood as her hips bucked in tandem, and Adrien bit his lip as he watched his mate fuck herself with her own hand. Her other hand was still wrapped tightly around his bicep, and she squeezed his muscle as she edged herself closer to another climax.
“Fuck.”
Adrien leaned down and wrapped his lips around her nipple, sucking the mound as he held the soft flesh in his hand. He ran his tongue around the areola, flicking his tongue against the pert peak, and sucking on it once more before releasing it with a wet pop. He watched her with a half-lidded gaze as he made his way to the other breast, sucking and playing with the peak before nipping at the sensitive flesh. He could feel her chest rising and falling as her hands made quick work to her clit, and Adrien could see she was drastically close as she screwed her eyes shut.
Pinching her nipples between his fingertips, he captured her lips once again, kissing her passionately as she hit her own peak, whimpering into his mouth as she fell down from the high. She let go of his lips as she removed her fingers from her core, slowly loosening her grip from his bicep until she let her hands fall to the sheets. She rested for a moment as Adrien kissed up and down her neck, before the insatiable need to be fucked by him hit her once again.
She stilled beneath him, a new wave of warmth filling her and flushing her skin. Adrien could feel the heat radiate from her body, and he stopped his tender kisses to look into her silvery eyes once again.
“My alpha.” She called out, running her fingers through his damp locks as he continued to hover over her.
“My omega.” Adrien whispered to her, feeling her shiver beneath him. He settled himself between her legs, lifting her hips up until his swollen cock brushed up against her folds.
“Please.” She begged and he quickly thrust himself in her. Marinette gasped out as she felt him fill her and she bit her lip as she felt the tip of his cock brush up against her sweet spot. She began to feel the familiar feeling of arousal build within her, and she moaned out as he began to thrust quickly and firmly against her.
“Fuck—Adrien. Keep—mph… keep going. Don’t stop. Ever.”
Adrien picked up speed once the words left her lips. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders as he nuzzled his face into her neck. He pressed hard kisses against her collarbone before licking and nipping at her mating gland. She lifted her arms and wrapped them around his shoulders, gripping the toned flesh of his arms as his thrusts moved into a roll. She let out a strangled moan, her grip tightening as the new motion caused her to writhe beneath him.
He decided he needed to switch his position, make her cum once more on her own before he could finish them both off. Lifting them both until he was kneeling before her, he quickly brought her legs up until her knees were resting over his shoulders and he rested his palms on her thighs as he held them close to his chest. He started to thrust slowly, ensuring that this position was okay for them both before increasing his tempo. His wary expression switched to one of satisfaction as a flurry of whimpers and moans spilled from her lips with each rock of his hips.
“A—ahh—Adrien!” Marinette cried out; her eyes clenched tightly as she bit her lip to hold back her cries.
Adrien noticed the familiar expression on her features and increased his speed until he felt her walls clench around him. She screamed out as she fell over the edge and he slowed down his thrusts until she came down from her high.
Marinette’s eyes were closed as she settled beneath him, and he let go of her legs to allow them to fall beside his own legs. He leaned over her and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her tenderly until she was ready to go again. He knew she would need more, but he wouldn’t push her until she was ready.
Marinette opened her eyes as she pulled away from his lips, turning her head until her lips were perfectly placed beside his ear. “My alpha,” she whispered, nipping at his lobe to ensure she received his undivided attention. “Knot me. I want you to breed me. Fill me up until I can’t anymore.” He turned to gaze into her eyes; his mouth slightly open as she continued to plead. “Please. I need you.”
Adrien crashed his lips into hers, the desire running through him as her words of needing her alpha ran rampant in his mind. He wrapped one arm around her waist, kissing her on the lips once more before lifting her up and flipping her onto her stomach. She yelped out in surprise at first but whimpered when Adrien lifted her up onto her hands and knees before pressing his throbbing cock to the swell of her ass. She gasped, the anticipation flooding her as she waited for him to thrust his cock in her.
Adrien bit his lip as he guided his length into her core, groaning out as the warmth engulfed his cock. Gripping onto her hips, he began to thrust in her, starting off slow before increasing his speed. She groaned out as she gripped the sheets, pressing her face into them as he continued to drive her insane.
He ran his fingers across her ass, squeezing the muscle in his grasp. He could feel the coil build within him, and he knew he wouldn’t last too much longer. He leaned over her as he continued to thrust, running his hand over her hip as he blindly searched for her clit. He kissed her shoulder until he found it, pressing the pads of his fingers against her hood and teasing her further.
He could feel her walls clench around his cock as her body tensed up beneath him. She was close, and so was he, his thrusting becoming more and more erratic as he inched closer to his relief. He could feel his knot swelling and filling her, and it was all that was needed for her to orgasm one last time. She screamed out as he came, the soft linen muffling the harshness of the sound as she felt the waves of his warm pleasure fill her. His body bucked as he unleashed his seed, and he could see her gripping the sheets as a feeling of relief washed over her. He removed his hand from her clit and placed it on her belly, feeling it expand as he filled her completely.
“Such a good omega.” He managed to get out between his heavy breaths, guiding her down to a prose position so they could cuddle within the sheets. He placed his arm underneath her head as he ran his other hand over her swollen abdomen, knowing this was what she needed to feel good. “You’re so gorgeous like this.” He pressed his lips to the nape of her neck before nuzzling his nose into her hair.
Marinette rubbed her nose into his elbow as their erratic breaths slowly leveled out as they came down from their high. She closed her eyes as she cuddled into his warm embrace, enjoying the feel of his knot settled within her.
She felt satiated for the moment, finally running her hand over her belly until she found his hand. She intertwined her fingers with his, sighing out in contentment as they laid there in silence. He hummed out in agreement as her happy pheromones filled the small space, and he continued to nuzzle and nip at her neck as they laid there relishing in the feel of each other’s company. But soon he shifted, much sooner than she would have liked, and she could feel his knot loosen before slipping out of her.
Marinette whined in the loss of heat, and she turned to face him with a cute pout on her face.
Adrien could see that her eyes were still that gorgeous silvery-blue color, and he understood that this meant that she needed more. There was no doubt in his mind that he wanted to fuck her senseless, to keep her going until she told him she needed rest, but he knew she was going to need more than just this, something to keep her going for hours at a time. He hoped that the next time she goes into heat, he would have his rut too, and they could keep each other going until they both had their fill.
“Mari…”
Her eyes were pleading, and the guilt that he couldn’t help her in that way started to eat at him. He could see that she wanted to continue being bred as many times as she could without bursting, and he sighed as he realized that the lack of rut was going to become a hindrance for them. He needed to just focus on keeping her satisfied until he could be the one to fuel her once again, and he remembered from their required classes that there were other ways to help satiate her in the meantime.
Adrien looked up at the clock and realized it was mid-afternoon.
“Hey. Why don’t we try to eat? You haven’t had anything since breakfast. You must be hungry.”
Marinette ran her eyes up and down his body, biting her bottom lip as she gazed at him with hunger in her eyes.
Adrien gulped, but he persisted. “Come on, love. We need to get you fed.”
“I’m only hungry for one thing.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him down until their lips were centimeters apart. “You.”
Adrien licked his lips as she nuzzled her nose against his, before she pressed her lips to the side of his mouth in hopes to lure him into another round of fun. He twisted to try to get her to stop, but she used his reluctance to rub her nose against his scent gland. He stilled as she kissed his neck sensually, nipping and licking his mating gland as she ran her fingers in his hair. His eyes shuttered close as he relished in the feeling and she took the opportunity to roll her hips against his.
He moaned out before clearing his throat and tried to pull himself back when he realized that her little tease wouldn’t get them anywhere. Marinette whimpered as her eyes pleaded for more, but when she looked down to gaze at his flaccid cock, she realized none of her coaxings helped in him in a second wave of arousal.
Adrien sadly sighed as the guilt continued to gnaw at him. He looked to the side in an attempt to shy away from her gaze, and his eyes landed on the closet doors instead. Remembering what was in it, he grinned, placing a sweet and tender kiss on her lips.
“I’ll be right back.”
He got up and made his way into the closet, opening up the drawers until he found the pink vibrator he happened to find a month ago. He turned it on to make sure it worked, closing the drawer with a happy smile on his face.
Marinette sat up when he noticed Adrien returning with something behind his back. He lifted his palm to her, holding the vibrator in his hand in hopes she would take the compromise.
“I’m going to make you something to eat, my love. But how about this to keep you going until I get back?”
Marinette looked between the vibrator and his eyes; the pout still evident on her face. She sighed, understanding even through the fog that he wouldn’t be able to keep up with her desires. She reached out to grab it before a mischievous gleam sparkled in her eyes.
She picked it up and watched as he smiled brightly over the choice, before taking the vibrator to her lips. Her tongue darted out, licking the pink toy from the base to the tip, before wrapping her lips around the piece and giving it one long suck.
Adrien watched as she removed it from her mouth, before biting her bottom lip while she gazed into his eyes, never once breaking eye contact as she turned on the toy and bringing the toy back down to run over her sex. He gulped, finally looking down at her pussy as she slid the piece between her folds. She laid herself back until her back hit the sheets, slowly inserting the toy into her core as a sensual moan left her lips. Adrien could feel a sense of his arousal returning as he watched his mate play with herself, but a knock on the door broke through his thoughts.
“What the fuck.” He mumbled and Marinette giggled in between her thrusts.
“Don’t be too long. I—mph—I don’t know how long… I’ll last.”
Adrien growled in frustration as he grabbed the pair of jeans that were laying on the floor. He put them on as he watched her, her slow movements teasing him throughout the process. He finally tore his eyes away from his mate, making his way through the bedroom door while a low growl emanated in his chest.
As he walked through the small living area, he mumbled to himself before a stale smell surrounded him, quickly realizing that he needed a shower from all the fuckary he had done today. As he opened the door, he noticed his father waiting for him with his back turned, his arms crossed behind his back.
“Father?” Adrien asked, both confused and annoyed at his untimely interruption.
Gabriel turned, smiling at his son. “Adrien. You’re awake. I tried coming by earlier, but I believe you were sleeping.”
“We were… Did you need something?”
Gabriel walked into the heat room, taking in a whiff of his son as he passed by him. He stopped for a moment, side-eyeing the teen before continuing his walk and his intended conversation.
“The two officers from earlier are here to speak with you and Marinette. That’s if she isn’t indisposed at the moment.”
Adrien rubbed the back of his neck as he thought over what to do, especially knowing that his girlfriend was currently indisposed and fucking herself with a vibrating dildo at the moment.
“Umm… Could you give me five minutes to get her ready?”
Gabriel was about to agree when loud moans filled the space, all coming from the open door to their bedroom. He quirked a brow at Adrien, watching the teen turn bright red as more moans could be heard.
“Are you not satisfying her—”
“Father!” Adrien interrupted, grabbing at his hair in mortification. He turned a deeper shade of red before readying himself for a response, but Marinette let out a fuck before moaning out a satisfying groan, finally ending it with Adrien’s name falling from her lips.
Gabriel stifled a laugh as he watched Adrien turn purple in embarrassment, breaking the embarrassing trance his son was in. Adrien looked at his father and practically shoved him out, mumbling a hundred little nothings the entire time. As soon as his father passed the threshold into the hallway, Adrien straightened himself up, looking at his dad straight in the eyes.
“Give me ten minutes. And don’t come in until I wave them in.” Gabriel nodded as he turned to the right, beginning his trek down to the foyer. “And dad?” Gabriel turned to look back at his son. “Don’t tell anyone. This stays between us.”
Gabriel nodded as Adrien shut the door, finally laughing in his own mortification at hearing his future daughter-in-law’s orgasmic outburst.
“I need to just listen to Nathalie from now on.” He stated to himself as he turned back down towards the foyer. “She’s always right.”