Page 522 of Omega for the Pack

“Oh,” she said breathlessly while spread open before me. Her pink delectable pussy ripe for a knotting. “Can we talk more about this after you knot me?”

“Of course,” I said, gripping my hard dick. I hastily removed my pants, eager to be inside her warm tightness that was waiting for me. I couldn’t let my rut take over, and I could already feel the alpha instincts within me fighting to emerge.

To rut his omega. Over and over until she was with child.

Gritting my teeth to fight my insane urge to rut her senseless, I gently pushed myself into her, watching her flinch in response.

“You okay?” I asked her, stopping myself from entering her completely. Her warm tight pussy lips clung around the tip of my penis, and my heart thundered in my ears from how horny I was. I hadn’t realized the impact of how it would feel to enter an omega after years of abstinence. “Look at me, sweetie.”

She took in little gasps of air and nodded.

“I’m okay,” she said. “Please keep going. I’m in so much pain, but I’m not going to break. Just please knot me.”

I pushed further inside her without constraint this time. I allowed myself to sink in deep, enjoying her hot little pussy clenching around my dick. She wrapped her legs around my waist as I thrust in and out of her.

Every thrust pushed my cock deeper inside her. She wrapped her fingers around my arm as she watched me enjoy her pussy.

Fuck.

Her long, dark eyelashes fluttered as her mouth opened in desire and arousal. Her face was flushed, and her breasts jiggled under her silk robes. Pushing aside her robes, I exposed her breasts and grasped one of them as I thrust harder.

I was close.

My cock began to heat up as I thrust faster and faster. Harder and harder until she moaned, tightening her legs around me.

“You feel so fucking good,” I said. I roared as I exploded, her legs widening for my knot and her pussy clenching harder around me. “I’m going to knot you, sweetheart.”

I felt my racing heartbeat start to slow as my cock enlarged at the base. Every pump of my semen going inside her made my chest swell with joy at knotting my omega.

My omega.

She was mine even though she wasn't sure yet about me.

“Oh, that’s instant relief,” she said, her head relaxing back against the pillow as she kissed my arm with her soft, warm lips. “Thank you so much.”

“Don’t thank me,” I said, kissing her on the lips, and she smiled with an uncertain look in her eyes. “I know you don’t want to get attached or anything, but I’m trying my best not to give you a mating mark right now.”

She was breathing hard as if she wanted it too, but the slight worry in her eyebrows stopped me from doing exactly that. If I bit her and marked her, she would belong to my pack. For me and my men. And it was proving much harder to hold back than ever before.

But I couldn’t lose control.

“I brought food,” said Ian, coming into the room and placing a plate of spaghetti on the bed.

“I could definitely eat right now,” she said, licking her lips with her cute pink tongue. I adjusted her so she was sitting on my lap while we were knotted together, and I took the fork from Ian, trying to feed her. “I can feed myself.”

“Let me take care of you, little omega,” I said, and she blushed. Her pink cheeks reddened even more as she took a bite from the fork. To me, it was the most intimate thing an alphacould do for his omega. “I had always dreamt of knotting and feeding my future omega.”

“Mhm,” she said, closing her eyes as she savored the taste and wiggled over my knot in contentment. “Is this your room?”

The room was heavy with our scents mingled together, and the bed sheets mussed all around us, creating a nest I hadn’t intended. My room was the largest in this house, with wall-to-wall curtains over the large windows and a flat-screen television.

“It is,” I said. “Do you like it?”

“I like how roomy it is,” she said. “But it’s a little depressing and dreary.”

Ian laughed, and I glared at him.

“Why aren’t you out there with Evan?”

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