Page 81 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

I needed a release and I needed to be bred.

When the lust haze faded and my heat passed, I would be thankful I was on birth control.

But my omega wanted my alphas to fill me with their cum, to fill me with their pups, to breed me until my body couldn’t take any more.

Enzo hurried back into the room carrying a few towels and a wet washcloth that he pressed to my forehead.

“Should we put him in the bath?” Cyrus asked.

“No,” I murmured. “Knot. Please.”

“Fuck,” Ax growled a moment before he urged my knees apart and tested my entrance with his finger. “So slick. So warm and tight,” he said in a guttural voice before lining the head of his cock to my ass and slowly pushing forward.

The feeling of him deep inside of me eased some of the painful cramping, but I needed his knot, I needed the heat of his release painting my inner walls.

I needed my beta.

“Issa,” I cried out as tears burned the backs of my eyes then spilled over my temples to soak into my hair and the pillow under my head.

“I’m here,” she said, breathing heavily as she dropped the armful of water bottles and lowered to my side. “I’m here, baby.”

With Ax slowly thrusting into me, his knot pressing against my opening each time, and Issa lowering her lips to mine, my omega began to settle. At least the sense of rejection began to settle.

But the rest…

The five of us had a few days before we would finally get any rest. And were I not in pain and feeling as though I was being burned alive from the inside out, I might have celebrated the fact I would be fucked by my pack over and over for days on end.

“Naked. Please,” I begged Issa as she took over for Enzo and pressed the cool cloth to my forehead and cheeks. “I need you.”

Cyrus helped her undress quickly, then held her hand to keep her steady as she threw a leg over my hips and lowered onto my cock, her core so tight, so warm and wet around me.

“Holy fuck, that’s hot,” Ax said as Issa began to ride me. His thrusts grew faster, harder, more desperate. “I’m going to knot you, omega. I want to hear you cum and fill our beta while I fill this tight little ass.”

He sure as hell didn’t need to tell me twice. Between having Ax’s thick cock stimulating my prostate and my beta’s cunt swallowing my dick…my body tightened to the point of pain before an orgasm ripped through me, filling Issa with jet after jet of my hot cum, my ass spasming around Ax’s cock.

“Fuuuck,” he growled out before gripping my thighs in a bruising hold and pushed forward until his knot worked past the tight ring of muscles and locked us together, his release feeling as though someone had doused me with ice water to put out the flames licking at my nerve endings.

Cyrus pressed his soft lips to my forehead. “You’re so perfect, omega. Look how good you make your beta feel. Look how good you’re taking your alpha.”

Another whimper tore from my chest, but this one at least wasn’t from pain. For a pack who’d never had an omega in their life, they sure as hell knew exactly what I needed when I needed it.

CHAPTER 29

Issa

We hadn’t even gotten through the first day of Amir’s heat, and already, I was exhausted. Omegas tended to demand their alphas during this time. They needed an alpha’s knot to ease the terrible symptoms of their cycle.

Not our omega. He refused to let me out of his sight for even a few moments. Any time I so much as ran to the bathroom to relieve my bladder or bring in clean towels, Amir’s omega would go nuts, a long, keening whine tearing through the air nonstop until I was back in sight.

It wasn’t until he’d fallen asleep with Cyrus’s knot locking them together that I was able to retrieve more water bottles and some fruit. I’d had to cut up apples, strawberries, and wash blueberries before putting them all in a big bowl, then grabbed a box of protein bars before sprinting through the house and back to the nest.

For now, he was still asleep. I’d dozed in and out between waves,but now, I was having a hard time getting any rest. I kept wondering whether it was partially my fault that his heat had come early.

Of course, it would have eventually hit him, but we should have had a little more time. It felt as though it was after the night that asshole had grabbed my wrist – then gotten his ass kicked by Ax – that Amir had begun to show the first signs and symptoms of his cycle.

He would never blame me. None of them would.

That didn’t stop me from blaming myself.

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