Chapter 275

Frank, Jesse, Art, Eric and Jeff were sitting in the living room near the fireplace as they relaxed and talked about training. Angela had walked by the living room twice in the last fifteen minutes, hoping that Eric would notice her. Frustrated that he hadn't reacted even though he was facing the door, she waited a few minutes before striding purposely into the room. When he looked up as she approached his chair, he could see the determination in her face.

Angie reached to grasp his hand, pulling gently. "Say good night, Brother Dear."

"Uh, good night, guys," he got out as he came to his feet while hoping he wasn't blushing enough for the other Alphas to notice.

Margaret stepped past the doorway, smiled at her husband and curled a finger.

"We must all endure our fate," Frank said with a chuckle, as he went to join his wife. As they walked out the door behind Eric and Angie, there was an, "Ouch, that hurts," as Margaret pinched Frank's side.

The two couples chatted as they walked down the hall. A few minutes later, Frank and Margaret bid a good night to the other two, and continued on, Margaret looking back over her shoulder to wink at Angie.

Just inside the door of their suite, Angie turned into Eric's arms and looked up at him. "In case you're wondering, Bro, I've made up my mind. Well, actually, it was made up long before today. We love each other and I want to make love with you, now and forever, and I'm not talking about a little oral sex. I don't know whether we would ever have made love without all that's happened recently, but I suspect we would have sooner or later, since I was becoming desperate. We're living in this fabulous building as part of the Matthews clan, as Diana calls it. You're an Alpha, and in addition, we've all been enhanced by Little One. I feel better than I've ever felt in my life, literally bursting with energy, and I've never had orgasms like I had last night."

Standing on tiptoe, she pulled him down to kiss him hungrily. She eventually moved back a few inches and continued with her little speech. "Many things have happened to us, Love. And, here with the Matthews, we can be man and wife without anyone thinking badly of us. Baby, you said you love me, and I've been in love with you ever since I can remember. I loved my husband, but he, like your wife, is gone forever. It's time we consummated our love and got on with the rest of our lives. And ... according to Diana, that's going to be quite a long time."

Eric leaned down to kiss her lips lightly. "Are you sure, Baby? Jeff says that Alphas can form a bond with their women in several ways, but once he ejaculates inside her, the bond will be much stronger, and when he and Diana marry us, the bond will increase even more. Angie, Baby ... I believe him."

With a quiet giggle, Angie grabbed his hand and tugged him toward the bedroom. "Then let's do some bonding."

"But what about our girls?" Eric wondered aloud as he glanced back over his shoulder at Alice and Terri's bedroom door. "It's not late and they haven't told us good night, so they're still up. They'll..."

Inside the bedroom, Angie shoved the door closed, never breaking stride. "They know what's going on and they're all for it."

"They know?" Eric almost squeaked as she urged him toward the bed.

By the bed, she continued, "They know and approve fully," she replied as she unbuttoned her blouse and dropped it on the carpet, revealing firm breasts that bounced and jiggled with her movements.

"You're getting behind, Bro," she said when he just stood there staring at her.

"They're beautiful," he whispered, unaware that he had vocalized the thought.

Angie blushed at his compliment, even as she reached for his belt. "You saw them last night, Love. But it's time for those pants to come off. And before you say it; yes, I'm absolutely sure. Now, we're going to do this a bit differently tonight. We didn't get around to the main event because I passed out, so no licking my pussy tonight. I want that cock inside me before we do any of that."

Eric's pants dropped to his ankles, his shorts quickly following. Angie knelt to slip his shoes off, then pulled the garments the rest of the way off his feet. His cock had risen while he stared at her breasts, and as soon as she freed the clothing from his feet, she looked back up and realized that she was at the perfect height. Capturing his cock in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around the head.

"Oh, shit," he hissed out. He couldn't believe anything could feel that good.

Looking up at him, she grasped his cock with one hand and gently cupped his balls with the other. Slowly sliding her mouth farther up his manhood, then slowly back to set up a rhythm, she sucked with an intermittent pulse. After a couple of minutes, his legs trembled as his hands came to her head, but he didn't force her, instead, just cradled her to him. "I love you, you know," he said, his voice tight as he fought to talk past the most wonderful feeling he had ever encountered in his life.

Angie continued her ministrations of love for a few minutes, but Eric finally pulled away and sat back on the bed to quickly snatch his shirt over his head and toss the garment behind him. A couple of swipes and his socks were gone, too. "We need to save this load for that pussy of yours."

"Yes, I want it," Angie said, and it didn't take much longer until she was as nude as he was. As she slid in beside him, Eric wrapped her in his arms, kissing her lips, eyes, ears and on down her neck as he worked toward her breasts, the nipples already standing proud. She had been thinking about his cock off and on all day, frequently preoccupied with those thoughts and causing whoever was talking to her to have to repeat herself.

All the women had known what was going to happen tonight, and they had teased Angie throughout the day. She hadn't cared, but had just smiled and gone on with what she had been doing.

His mouth eventually made it to her breast, and after circling her nipple for what seemed like forever, he locked his lips around it and sucked hard. She grabbed his head and pulled his face against her breast, even as his other hand began milking her available nipple. There was a rushing in her ears. She knew she was panting and thought about trying to tell him to push his cock up her before she fainted, but she didn't get the words out before her first orgasm struck.

Her back arched, pushing her pussy up at him, her whole body shivering. She couldn't help it; she squealed out her pleasure, embarrassing herself. When the orgasm finally tapered off – she wasn't sure it ever ended – she babbled something about him mounting her, but his mouth was soon on her other breast and her orgasm was building again. When it reached its peak, she screamed out her pleasure this time, unaware when he positioned himself between her legs.

When she felt the head of his cock spreading her nether lips wider than they had ever been spread before, she locked her legs around his and arched her back, trying to push her body onto his cock.

"Easy, Baby," he whispered into her ear. "We can still stop. Brothers and sisters aren't supposed to do this..."

"Will you shut up and fuck me?"

"Yes, Ma'am." Chuckling, he settled his chest against her breasts, but kept the most of his weight on his forearms. After kissing her mouth for a few seconds, he nestled his face near her neck. She could feel his hot breath raising goose bumps. Her arms were under his and she hugged him to her, unconsciously driving her nails into his back as he, with maddening slowness, pushed his cock up her.

Eric felt the sting from her nails, but ignored it, amazed at the dynamic woman he was pushing his cock into. His wife, who he would always miss, had certainly enjoyed sex, but she had never acted anything like this. Finally, he was seated with the head of his cock touching her cervix. He paused while she squirmed beneath him. After a time, he began stroking her. Angie was panting and hunching her body upward twice for every slow stroke he made.

"Faster. Faster," she mumbled.

After a few minutes, he increased his pace, but varied the depth of his strokes, and later, varied the speed as well as the power of his thrusts. He raised himself to look down at her beautiful face as emotions chased each other across her countenance, but most of all, he watched her breasts bounce as he slammed his cock home. He could not think of anything sexier than what he was looking at.

Angie had already lost count of her orgasms, and each one seemed to build higher than the one before it. She pulled him back down and rubbed her breasts against his chest, longing for him to suck on her nipples.

I've dreamed about this since puberty, and it's ten thousand times as good as I ever thought it would be. This is Eric making love to me. My brother is fucking the shit out of me.

Last night when he had begun kissing and licking her pussy, he had worried that she would change her mind at the last minute or suddenly feel that what they were doing was wrong. He, in turn, had focused on her orgasms, wanting her to have a great many and wishing that they would be the most intense she had ever experienced. The orgasms, to him, were the undeniable truth that she was enjoying herself and accepting her brother as a lover.

Jeff had mentioned that an Alpha's atrophied abilities would gradually come back, but he hadn't expanded on that statement. Nor had he mentioned anything about there being a mental aspect to an Alpha's ability to make love, so last night Eric had no real idea what his concentrating on Angie's orgasms was doing to her. He had worried that Angie would change her mind once they actually started to make love, and he had wanted her to have more and greater orgasms from his licking her pussy so she would be better prepared to have his cock in her. Not knowing what he was doing, his wanting her to have more and greater orgasms had been a little too successful. She wound up fainting, and they didn't finish what they had started. He hoped tonight would be different.

The Prime used a much more sophisticated version of this on his wives every night, causing them to have one orgasm after another, each building on the last until their minds overloaded and they passed out. That, and being able to give several women at a time orgasms, if they were touching him or his mate, allowed everyone to be satisfied every night.

Eric didn't know why Angie was having so many orgasms – he supposed it might be because of the taboo about incest – but he still hadn't realized that part of the reason she was in near continuous orgasm was because he was projecting.

"Oh, shit. The world is spinning," she slurred. "If I faint, don't you dare stop until you've deposited your sperm in me. Oh, my goodness, I'm gonna do it ... again," she struggled out as Eric picked up his pace, his cock slamming into her as her wails grew higher in pitch.

"Here. It. Comes," he grunted out as he jammed his cock in her tight sheath one more time. Holding hard against her cervix, his cock jerked, then pulsed a hard stream of semen. Warmth flooded her pussy and covered her cervix as she feebly hunched upward with her waning strength, her pussy seemingly trying to squeeze his cock off.

She didn't have enough active brain left to count his pulses, but there were several of them, all heavily laden with an Alpha's sperm. She felt him put more of his weight on her, and the weight felt like a cocoon of safety. Her man – the one she had waited a lifetime for – had just pumped his sperm into her. She felt absolutely complete for the first time in her life. Tears of joy streamed down her face as the world faded around her.