The scent of the omega that came in for Bucky felt like it was burning in my nose. She smelt like a musty damp basement and the longer she stayed the worse it seemed to get. I couldn't understand it, none of the others seemed bothered by the fact that the other omega's scent was infecting the place.

Four days into Bucky's rut, I was seriously annoyed with it. As a result I was snapping at nearly everyone as my mood continued to sour.

It confused me. I'd never before had such a strong negative reaction to the smell of another omega. Hell, I lived in a building full of omegas and never once felt like their scents were making me sick and moody.

In an effort to even out my mood I was spending an obscene amount of time in the kitchen, baking and prepping meals to be frozen. It didn't improve my mood much but at least it gave me something to focus on other than the fact that there was another omega in my space.

"Why are you so upset little mama?" Sam's voice interrupted my annoyed mutterings as I moved around the kitchen. The affectionate nickname he had given me within days of agreeing to the month-long stay made me smile briefly.

"I'm not upset," I deflected as I glanced at him.

Sam's head shook, "You are. So, tell me what's wrong. Perhaps I can help."

Huffing, I turned back to the task at hand as I grumbled, "I don't like the other omega's scent. She smells bad."

"Does she?" Sam asked surprised, "I didn't think she smelled that bad. Though she pales in comparison to your scent."

My eyes rolled. "She smells like a basement."

Sam sucked on his teeth before he said almost to himself, "Huh. That's interesting."

Clint's, Nat's and Steve's scents washed over me, temporarily drowning out the other omega's smell. They had all been down training, so they all had the musky note of sweat to their scents. Clint headed towards the fridge for water while Steve looked around the kitchen space and what I had been doing.

"How long have you been at this?" He asked.

"Why does it matter? Isn't this what I'm supposed to be doing?" I snapped at him.

I caught the look Nat and Clint shared from the corner of my eye and it made me scowl down into the pan where I was browning meat for lasagna. I refused to look at Steve.

"I was just curious," Steve said, his voice calm, even though I could sense his displeasure.

My shoulder jerked. "I don't know. But I'm busy so you can all go away and leave me the fuck alone."

There was a quick intake of breath after my outburst and then Steve said, "Ellie. Come here."

I turned around to glare at him. "No."

The silence that fell was deafening. Steve's eyes narrowed slightly, and I didn't miss the flick of his hand in Clint and Nat's direction. "Ellie. Come here. Now."

My shoulders hunched in response to the edge in Steve's voice. I planted my feet and crossed my arms over my chest, my eyes dropping away as I repeated my refusal. I continued to glare down at my feet as I felt Steve approach.

The toes of his shoes came into view as I continued to stare at the ground. As his scent overwhelmed my senses, I could feel my body and mind warring with each other. My body wanting to give into the biological need to submit and my brain stubbornly refusing.

Seconds hummed as I remained frozen as I was. There was a low, barely perceptible rumble of a growl that came from Steve and then he said, "Ellie. Look at me."

I continued to remain as I was, my pulse thundering in my ears as my internal struggle continued. Then Steve's large fingers gripped my chin and tilted my head up to meet his eyes. Even though I could smell his displeasure, his eyes held nothing but concern at the moment as they looked between mine.

"Why are you upset?" He asked, his fingers tightening when I tried to drop my gaze away from his.

"I'm not—"

"She doesn't like the smell of the other omega," Sam interjected before I finished my denial. Steve's head turned towards him for a moment before he focused back on me. I sent a scowl towards Sam, who just smiled at me. The smile he gave me irritated me further.

"Is that true?" Steve asked curiously.

All set up to deny it, a sound from across the room got my attention and I looked towards it. Likely because Steve was standing so close to me, and his scent was so strong at this moment, I hadn't noticed that the unfamiliar omega's scent was getting stronger. And now she was standing there across the room and looking at us.

I felt my eyes go to slits as Steve stepped away from me and towards her. They spoke in low tones and she tossed her blond hair over her shoulder. Vaguely, I realized I could hear a low annoyed growling sound and then my eyes widened a little as I realized I was the one making the sound. What the hell?

The omega laughed, her hand resting lightly on Steve's arm, and the sound ripped out of me again. I was aware of Nat, Clint, and Sam's eyes on me as I spun around and stomped out of the kitchen towards the stairs. No one tried to stop me as I stalked up to the bedroom floors and down the hall until I reached Bucky's room.

My nose wrinkled as the omega's scent flooded my senses the closer I got to his space and then I was pushing into the door and shutting it behind me. With a grimace, as her scent mingled with Bucky's in the room, I looked around the space. I could hear the shower running and figured I'd do this and get out before he was done.

I had a staggering need to clear his space out of her scent, to replace it with my own. It was crazy but it was like I couldn't stop myself as I moved over to his bed and climbed down into it. Quickly, efficiently, I stripped the bedding off of Bucky's bed, replacing it with the fresh linens I had snagged on my way here. While I was tucking in the pillows, blankets and things around the edges of his bed, my fingers brushed soft fabric.

Assuming it was a piece of clothing that the other omega left behind I pulled it out, intending to get rid of it. But I realized it wasn't something that belonged to her. It was something that belonged to me.

I was staring at one of my nightgowns, confused why it was here in Bucky's bed. So distracted by it I missed hearing the shower shutting off.

"Ellie? What are you doing?" Bucky's voice startled me and I jerked in surprise and faced him.

He had a towel wrapped around his waist and there was water still beaded on his skin as he stood in the bathroom's doorway. Suddenly nervous and wondering if perhaps I had overstepped, I stuffed the nightgown back where I found it. "Um. I was. Uh—I figured you would want…af-after…"

As I stumbled over the words, Bucky had drifted over and was standing and looking down at me. His eyes swept over the bed. "Did you change the bedding?"

I felt my face turn scarlet, and I fidgeted with the hem of the shirt I was wearing, rubbing the fabric between my fingers. I nodded, unable to speak.

"Why?"

"Because I want her smell gone," I mumbled quietly.

Bucky crouched, shifting to sit on the edge of his bed as he studied me. When he held his hand out to me, I shuffled over and rested my hands on his knees. At this position, our faces were nearly level. His fingers brushed along my jaw and he said, "Are you scenting my room, Omega?"

Nibbling on my bottom lip, I nodded. Bucky's face softened as his fingers stroked gently against my jaw. A low humming purr sounded as he pressed his lips to my cheek. His nose brushed against mine as he whispered, "My pretty, sweet omega."

His knees widened so that he could pull me closer to him as he nuzzled against my neck. Between the gentle caressing of his fingers, the low purr and the warmth of his breath against my skin, I felt myself melting into him.

"Alpha."

Bucky's purr got louder, and I felt slick pooling between my legs as I tilted my head to the side to give his seeking mouth better access to my neck. Every touch of his fingers, of his lips over my heated skin was sending fire throughout my nerve endings. His scent sharpened, and my heart tripped as the realization hit me.

"Bucky, you're still in rut," my voice came out more than a little breathless as his mouth traveled along my jaw and his fingers skimmed under the edge of my shirt.

"Yes."

Swallowing thickly, as my stomach dropped away. I began pulling away, "I'll go and get-"

I yelped as Bucky growled and yanked me hard against him. His eyes fired as I landed against his chest. "No."

"But–"

He growled deeper, his arms banding around me to keep me in place. The sound probably should have scared me but all it did was cause more slick to pool. The growl morphed into a purr, deep and irresistible, as he nibbled his way along my jawline.

Despite my desire growing exponentially, I still tried to do the right thing. If he was still in rut, he needed the clinic omega, not me. I pressed my hands against his shoulders, "Bucky, if you're still in rut, you need her. Let me go and I'll get her."

Bucky's teeth sunk into the crook of my neck, possessive and dominating, halting my attempts to pull away. Involuntarily, I let out a needy whine as my instincts kicked in. He released me, running his tongue along the mark before rubbing his nose against my scent glands and inhaling deeply.

"I need my omega," Bucky's voice rumbled in my ear and my breath caught as his fingers dug into my hips. "My pretty sweet omega."

He was moving, dragging me to the center of his bed and pushing me down. He was completely naked, having left the towel behind as he pressed his body against mine, his mouth hot and demanding on mine. Surrendering to him, I whined as I pressed up against him. Fingers tore at my clothes, ripping them away until I was bare.

"Stay."

The command rolled out of him as he sat up. His pupils had swallowed the ice blue of his eyes until there was nearly nothing less. As his hungry gaze dragged over my body, I felt slick dripping out of me.

His knees pressed against my legs, pushing them apart as the fingers of one hand skimmed up my leg. The fingers of his other hand stroked against my hip as his eyes returned to my face and his thumb dipped between my folds. Rubbing over me as I shivered at the contact, feeling even more slick dripping out of me.

Bucky pulled his thumb away, his eyes never leaving mine as he brought the digit up to his mouth and licked the pad clean. He dropped over me when I whined, his body pressing against mine as he pinned my hands above my head.

"Taste as sweet as you smell, pretty omega."

"Alpha," my fingers curled around his hands and he purred in my ear. He rubbed against me, the head of his dick catching against my entrance but not penetrating me as his teeth nibbled on my bottom lip.

I gasped when, with a quick jerk of his hips, he sunk inside me. His tongue dove into my mouth, switching to trap both of my hands with one of his large ones so he could drag my leg up and reach an even deeper angle.

With every stroke back, his forward thrust got harder, until he was slamming inside me. He released my mouth, his hands bracing on each side of my head for leverage as he drove himself into me. I pressed my feet into the mattress under me, tipping my hips to encourage him even deeper as I slid my hands down his slick skin. We were both panting and I felt everything coiling tight and hot deep in my stomach. When my fingernails dug into his hips, he let out a deep rumbling growl as his face pressed against my neck.

Bucky's knot caught as he erupted. Feeling the heat of his release coating my walls caused the tight coil inside me to snap free. I came with a cry, body shuddering, as his weight pressed against me.

His ragged pants were loud in my ear as I came slowly back down from the high. I felt his nose rub against my neck as his fingers pressed strands of wet hair off my forehead. Bucky was a lot larger than I was, and his weight should have felt stifling pressing against me, but it just felt right.

I heard Bucky's purr start up as his lips and teeth skimmed over my skin and then he sighed. Shifting carefully, mindful of us still being tied together, he moved until we were lying on our sides. He pulled my top leg so it was over his hip. The position was extremely intimate and I had no choice but to stare into his eyes as we laid together. Not that I wanted to complain.

"My pretty, sweet omega," he murmured as his fingers stroked across my cheek. Bucky's lips brushed against mine, lingering on it as his metal hand stroked down my body and around to splay across my back.

"Yours?" I asked quietly when he released me.

His growl was edged with possessiveness as his nose ran along my neck, "Mine. From the first time I caught your scent."

"Is that why you sent her away even though you are still in rut?" I asked.

His heavy eyes blinked slowly as he studied me. "Her scent burned. It wasn't…working. She isn't my omega. She couldn't satisfy me."

Bucky's voice was slurry, exhaustion clearly creeping over him as his body settled from the release of the mating. Slowly, still unsure of myself, I brought my hand up, letting my fingers brush over his face as he watched me. When I traced my fingertips over his lips he nibbled on them.

It sent little licks of pleasure spearing through me. Taking a deep breath, I leaned forward enough to brush my lips over his before I said, "My alpha."

His satisfied purr rolled over me as his eyes closed. I melted into a puddle of goo at the strength of it, feeling my body clench in response. The corners of his lips turned up as he felt me respond to him, his hand pressing firmly against my back. In a few minutes, his breathing evened out as his body relaxed in sleep. Nuzzling my face against his neck, I breathed in his scent and let it soothe me into sleep.

A combination of low purring and Bucky's intoxicating scent pulled me out of sleep. Blinking my eyes opened, my eyes dropped to meet Bucky's ardent gaze as he flicked his tongue over one of my nipples. His teeth scraped over the wet peak before he blew a soft puff of air over it, pebbling it before he closed his mouth over it completely.

I felt myself flood with slick as he sucked hard at my breast, his fingers curled into my sides. My fingers tunneled into his hair as he trailed a line of kisses across my chest and did the same thing to the other breast. I was aching with need by the time he dragged his teeth down my skin, his tongue running over my stomach.

When Bucky brushed his nose over my clit, I let out a whine, the sheer torment of it driving me wild. I felt his low chuckle as his breath ghosted across me on his way to press his lips against my inner thigh.

"Such a needy omega," his voice rumbled as his mouth trailed down to my knee.

"Bucky–", I yelped when he bit my thigh and I corrected myself myself. "Alpha."

His eyes sparkled with lust and humor as he looked up at me from his position between my legs. I was a little confused. I could smell the rut pheromones pouring off him and they taught us there was never this kind of behavior between an alpha and an omega during a rut. It was supposed to be about the alpha's needs only.

Bucky's hands slid up my thighs as his nose pressed firmer against me and he blew a hot stream of air over me. I felt like I could come from that stimulation alone, so when his tongue ran along the length of my slit, my eyes nearly rolled back into my head.

"Look at me, omega." The alpha command had my eyes snapping to his lust blown ones. Holding me pinned in place with the strength of his gaze alone, his teeth scraped lightly over my clit as he covered it with his mouth. My eyes threatened to roll back again, but I fought it still in the thrall of the command to look at him.

His tongue rolled over it as he sucked, the dual sensations nearly too much before he slipped two fingers inside me and I was lost. His eyes stayed on my face as his fingers pumped inside of me, his other hand gripping tight at my thigh to keep my legs from closing. I felt more than heard the growl that he released as his fingers curled and pressed up into that perfect spot inside me.

Fireworks exploded behind my eyelids as the climax ripped through me, wild and violent. I felt as Bucky's hand pressed firm against the middle of my lower stomach to pin my hips in place even as his fingers and mouth continued to work on me.

When he had wrung every drop of it out of me, and my body went lax, his lips pressed against my inner thigh as he pulled his fingers out of me. He sat up on his knees, fingers stroking down my legs as he said, "So pretty."

The softness of his tone made my heart melt, but seconds later it galloped as his hands gripped my hips and he flipped me over. Leaning over me, one hand bracing by my head, he ran his other possessively over my side. The weight of him pressed against my ass as he leaned down, his tongue licking over the shell of my ear. Then he was growling in my ear, "Mine."

Settling back behind me, his hands stroked down my back before he lifted my hips until I shifted up to my hands and knees. The moment I was, Bucky was burying himself deep with a single thrust. His breath huffed out before he dropped forward over my back, an arm wrapping around me as the other braced on the bed.

I rocked back into his every thrust, completely lost in the feel of him as he rutted into me at a punishing pace. His teeth were scraping and nipping lightly at every inch of skin he could reach and it was driving me to the edge.

"Sergeant Barnes?" Friday's voice sounded through the room.

"What?" Bucky ground out, his movements not pausing.

"Captain Rogers is requesting access to your room." The AI sounded almost apologetic as she spoke.

"Tell him to fuck off." Bucky shifted up, dragging me up with him and holding me in place with the arm around my chest.

A moment later, Friday came again, "I'm sorry, but he's being rather insistant."

A violent growl ripped out of his chest, laced with an alpha's possessiveness and driving my body into hyperdrive. He let out a soft grunt in response to the way I clenched around him, his movements nearly frantic as he continued to thrust up into me.

"Sergeant Barnes?"

"Tell him I'm fucking busy and to go the fuck away." Every word he ground out was punctuated with a particularly deep thrust.

"He wants to know if Ellie is with you," Friday chimed once more.

Another growled rolled out of Bucky as he ignored the AI and instead, dropped a hand between my legs to stroke across my clit as his body slammed into mine. His teeth bit down on my shoulder and my body arched in his grasp as it felt like I shattered. A breath later, I felt as Bucky's knot locked into place and he throbbed inside me as he came.

As his chest heaved against my back, his face nuzzled against my neck as he continued to hold me up to his body. Friday spoke once more, "Sergeant Barnes?"

"Stubborn punk," he muttered against my neck before his head rose and he said, "Friday, tell Steve he can't come in and that I'm fine."

There was a moment of silence and Bucky's fingers caressed across my stomach as we both waited for our hearts to stop galloping. Then she said, "He's asking if Ellie is okay."

His fingers were soft in my hair as he tipped my head back to look into my face. His fingers stroked lower on my body, eliciting a low moan as he brushed over my over sensitive clit. "She's fine. Aren't you doll?"

His fingers rolled over me, stealing my capability of rational thought to form words so I just nodded as my breath started to hitch. I already felt like I was teetering on the edge of another oragasm. His fingers continued, shoving me closer as he said, "Tell him she's perfect."

"Very well."

The only sounds in the room now was the whine building in my throat as I squirmed in Bucky's grip. His face pressed against my neck as he stroked me harder and I was breaking with a shudder, my fingers digging into the arm he had wrapped around my chest still.

My body went limp in his grip and he moved us down to the bed, wrapping himself around my back as he settled me into position. His fingers petted my sweat damp hair back from my forehead as he kissed my cheek.

"Such a good omega," he mumbled sleepily, his face pressing into my hair. The simple praise, made me glow as I rested in his arms. He fell asleep quickly again, arm wrapped possessively around me as I used the other for a pillow.

My stomach let out a low grumble of complaint and I wrinkled my nose. I was starving and if I was starving, chances are Bucky would be ravenous when he woke up. His metabolism was insane normally, thanks to the serum, and being in rut it would be even worse.

His knot had gone down so I was able to carefully wiggle out of his grasp. I froze when he let out a snuffling sound, but he just rolled over and pressed his face against the scraps of cloth that had been my clothes when I walked in here.

Glancing around the room, I spotted his little kitchenette area and climbed out of the bed to pad towards it. There was nothing there but water and R&H bars. I wrinkled my nose at them. They might provide the necessary calories and nutrients needed during heats and ruts but they were disgusting. I didn't want to eat them and I didn't want my alpha to eat them either.

I opened a bottle of water and drank it quickly before I tiptoed back to the bed, reaching down to grab my nightgown that Bucky had. Slipping it over my head, I studied his sleeping form for a moment. His face was completely relaxed in sleep and I figured I had enough time to get food and get back.

Opening his door just far enough for me to squeeze through I shut the door quietly behind me and made my way down to the kitchen. The common floor was empty when I arrived. It looked like someone had cleaned up and put away everything I had spread out across the counters. I felt a little lick of guilt over that, but shook it away as I moved quickly around the room.

Arms filled with things, I turned away from the fridge and let out a surprised yelp when I realized Steve was standing behind me. Heart thumping wildly, I set the stuff on the tray I was going to use and rubbed a hand over my chest.

"Holy crap Steve, what are you doing sneaking up on a body?"

Steve's gaze was sharp as he stepped forward, his fingers gripping my chin and tilting my head up so I had no choice but to meet his eyes. "Bucky is still in rut."

"Yes."

"Have you…," there was a dusting of pink across his cheeks as the question trailed off and couldn't help thinking that was cute. Wetting my lips, I nodded.

"And you're okay with that?"

"Yes, Steve, I am. I didn't realize it when I went in there, but I'm fine."

His eyes flicked over my face, as if he was trying to find any sign of dishonesty in the statement. Then he nodded once and his hand dropped away and he looked at the tray of food I had gathered, "What are you doing?"

I shrugged. "He's going to need to eat and all he has in his room is R&H bars."

"He made you come out for actual food instead?"

"What? No! He's asleep," I said a little horrified he would think that Bucky would order me to get him food like that. "No, it's just…R&H bars are disgusting. I want him to eat real food."

There was a look in his eyes that I couldn't quite identify and he said, "That's very sweet of you."

I shifted on my feet, a little embarrassed. Then I worried I'd been gone to long and I moved around Steve to put the last few things I wanted on to the tray and lifted it take it up. My foot was on the bottom stair when Steve spoke.

"Ellie," I looked over my shoulder at him. "We are going to need to talk about earlier when Bucky's rut is over."

"Yes, Steve," I acknowledged before heading back up the stairs. I backed into Bucky's room, nudging the door back shut with my foot and hearing the locks reengage before I turned around.

Bucky was sitting up in bed, his eyes glinting in the dim light of the room. I nearly bobbled the tray when a low growl rolled out of him and he said "Come here omega."

My knees went weak and I shuffled forward, setting the tray down at the side of the bed and sitting down. Bucky's hands snagged me the moment I was near enough. He pulled the nightgown over my head and then rolled me under his body.

"When did you see Steve?" His voice was low as his body covered mine and his nose ran along my neck.

"I–in the kitchen. How do you know?"

"I can smell him on your skin." His teeth nipped at a spot under my jaw that had shivers cascading down my spine.

"You need to eat something," I mumbled as his hips rocked lightly against me.

"Later." His hands planted on either side of my head as he looked down at me. His eyes were nearly black with how blown they were.

"Wrap your legs around my waist, Omega." Bucky's voice held a purr as he said it.

I rushed to comply, my ankles hooking behind him as he notched himself inside me and pressed in with a slow roll of his hips. Then he had my hands pinned above my head, our bodies pressed together with his face inches from mine. His hips rolled, each stroke slow and deep.

Like a cresting wave that started at my toes, the orgasm swept over me. It seemed to reach every single nerve in my body as I rode the high it brought. While I still rode it out, Bucky's head dropped to my shoulder as I felt his thrusts pick up as he chased his own release.

When it came, I felt his whole body tense with it as we locked together and his face pressed into my neck. Bucky's breath panted against my neck as he continued to hold most his weight of me as he recovered. Just as spent as he was, I unhooked my ankles from around him and let my legs fall limply to the bed.

Bucky's breath had evened out, and his arm snaked under my body so he could roll us. Settling down on his back, he arranged me on his chest before he stroked a hand from the crown of my head all the way down and over the curve of my ass.

"We still need to eat," I murmured sleepily.

"Will," he replied, his voice as heavy as mine as his hand rubbed gentle circles where it was resting against my back. His purr vibrated through me, lulling me to sleep before I had a chance to even try to fight it.

"Ellie."

Her face rubbed against his chest as she grumbled a little as he brushed the hair that had fallen into her face away. "Ellie, wake up. We need to eat, remember?"

Ellie lifted her face, eyes heavy and satisfied as she blinked slowly down at him. Bucky traced along her bottom lip with his thumb for a moment, before he shifted and rolled. She let out a breathless squeal at the suddenness of it and all Bucky could think was how adorable the sounds she made were.

Her eyes narrowed at him when he had her settled under him once more. "Don't even think about it until you eat something."

Bucky grinned at her, leaning down to kiss her with an intensity that stole her breath before he finally relented and rolled off. He moved over to where she had set down the tray she had brought into the room, poking around at the various food items on there.

"You made food?" He asked as she appeared next to him.

"Technically, I made all this stuff over the last few days. I was–stressed out. And when I'm stressed I usually bake and cook."

Bucky reached over and plucked an apple off the tray and settled back against the side of the bed as Ellie decided on what she wanted. "Why were you stressed out?"

She stared sulkily at the tray of food and he thought she wouldn't answer. Then she said, "I didn't like another omega in my space."

He fought to keep the smile of his face, figuring it would likely annoy her. He suspected as much, considering she was in his room less than ten minutes after he kicked Chelsea out. She hadn't been happy about it, but he hadn't lied to Ellie when he said it wasn't working with her.

Bucky shifted back to his knees and over to her, wrapping his body around her and rubbing his face over her soft hair, "I didn't like having another omega in my space either."

She sank back against him, her head tipping back to look at him. "Because of me?"

He kissed the tip of her nose. "Yes, because of you. I didn't intend to–well, basically attack you when I found you in here, I figured I'd ride out the last bit alone."

Her eyes fluttered as he slid his hand across the smooth expanse of her stomach. His nose rubbed against her neck as he breathed in the scent of her. "But then you were just there, in my bed, smelling so good."

"Is your rut over now?"

He nodded against her holding her for a moment longer before he released her and reached over her to snag more food.

"Oh. Okay."

If Bucky didn't know better, she almost sounded disappointed. She had focused back on the tray of food, her eyebrows pulled into a scowl. Finally, she dropped to sit down to eat. They ate in silence, each realizing just how starved they were. Bucky plowed through the food on the tray like it was the last meal he was ever going to get.

"What's that?" He asked her suddenly. She glanced up, seeing he was pointing to a covered dish. A smile flickered over her face and she said, "It's cheesecake. Chocolate and raspberry."

"You brought dessert?"

"I brought cheesecake because cheesecake is delicious."

"Can I have some?"

Ellie nodded, setting aside what she had been eating and reaching over to bring the covered plate onto the bed and setting it between them. He took the fork she held out to him and they both dug into it. It was good, some of the best he'd ever had.

But the noises that Ellie was making were a hell of a lot more delicious to him. By the time she was slipping the last bite between her lips, he was rock hard and leaking. Bucky picked up the plate and set it aside, watching as she set aside the fork.

Her eyes snapped to his face when he growled lightly and they widened a little in surprise. Her scent went heady and he knew that if he slipped his fingers between her legs right now, they'd be soaked with her slick.

Bucky snagged her wrist, tugging until she was off balance and then pulling her into his lap. Her eyes had widened even more as he settled her in place. Ellie's hands rested on his shoulders and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth.

"I thought you said your rut was over?" She asked.

He lifted her hips until he felt himself notching in place at her entrance and then he held her there. He felt the tremble run through her legs as he curled a hand around her neck. Bucky brought her face close to his, his lips brushing over her lips before he turned her head so he could nibble along her jaw.

When he reached her ear, he let out the kind of growl that seemed to make her so incredibly wet before he said, "Did you really think that the only time I'd want my omega would be during my rut."

She didn't have a chance to answer, because at that moment, he impaled her on his length and she shuddered with pleasure as her walls fluttered around him. He held her in place with his hand on her hip as he turned her face back to his to look into her eyes.

They had blown wide and he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and bit down gently on it. She moaned and he felt her clench. Moving his hand from her jaw to tangle in her hair he held her in place as he took her mouth. Bucky was still holding her still, sheathed to the hilt.

Ellie let out a whine, her hips trying to move and he grinned as he pulled back from her mouth, "You're mine, omega."

She whined some more; that sound that omegas made that made alphas go crazy. And it was definitely working on him. "Say it," he growled as he watched her eyes.

"My alpha."

He groaned and yanked her back to his mouth as he pulled her up only to slam her back down on his length. His tongue slipped into her mouth when she gasped. Then he was wrapping his hands around both her hips and held her still as he rutted up into her.

Bucky drove them both hard and high. Letting her mouth go, he wrapped his arms around her back and held her tight against his chest as he scraped his teeth over the spot that a mating bite would go. She broke, her head falling back as she came with a cry. Biting her more firmly, but not hard enough to break the skin, he let himself fall with her, slamming deep inside her as his knot expanded.

Ellie's arms were locked around his neck as her face pressed against the crook of his neck as they both came back down. Bucky closed his eyes, sated and exhausted. He wiggled his way down flat on the bed, hearing as Ellie made a happy humming purring sound as Bucky settled them into a comfortable position to wait for his knot to go back down.

She fell asleep in less than a minute, her body going limp against his chest as her breath came slow and even. Comfortable, he reached over and tugged the nearest blanket up and over their joined bodies. Then he rubbed his nose over her hair and pressed a kiss there before he let himself follow her.