Page 106 of Knot the Alphas' Feral Omega

I held Lilah tighter. I was never going to fucking let her go again.

55

Lilah

The police arrived far more quickly than I would have thought, considering how rural the area seemed to be. But when they were told that Hunter Randall was dead and that my alphas had discovered the location of his actual murder house, I guess it lit a fucking fire under their asses.

Everything was a blur after that. They swarmed in and immediately taped off everything, releasing the person who had been kept in the basement. I only caught a glimpse of a dark-haired girl who was still drugged to high heaven before the medical personnel carted her away.

Then, I had to sit through almost an hour of questioning by the cops as my arm was bandaged and looked at, and my alphas sat for their own interviews.

I was never alone, though. I always had one of my alphas with me, touching me and ensuring I was safe. I had the feeling that they would be even more insufferably protective now that this had happened, but...I couldn’t say that I minded.

Hell, if any of them tried to leave me alone after this, they might have a very pissy omega on their hands.

I allowed myself a small moment of humor at that, but the longer we were there in that house, the more out of sorts I felt. By the time we were released to go home—with the understanding that we weren’t to leave the state, just in case they had more questions for us—I was itchy and squirmy, and my skin was hot.

It was so reminiscent of my heat...but that was absurd. I hadjustbeen in heat.

I swallowed down the symptoms as we drove home and even managed to doze against Killian’s shoulder for a while. Killian was on one side, and Emmett was on my other while Oliver drove. I caught Oliver looking at me in the rearview mirror every few seconds as if he were terrified that if he looked away for too long, I would disappear.

I understood the fear, and even in my sleep, I had nightmares about being snatched, taken, and forced to kill.

When I woke, we were pulling in front of the packhouse, and I wassweating.

“Killian...” My voice broke off in a moan as a cramp hit my belly, and my alpha turned to me with an alarmed expression on his face.

“Baby girl...” His nostrils flared when he leaned close to me, and immediately, I saw his cock start to harden in his jeans.

Oliver pulled the car to a stop and looked at me in the rearview mirror. “The stress, princess...”

“I wasjustin heat, though,” I whined, already spreading my legs a little as I felt myself getting slick.

“It’s probably just a spike of residual hormones,” Emmett said soothingly, pulling my face towards him. “But we need to take care of you.”

He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine, and I groaned, wrapping my arms around his neck. All thoughts of everything we had just done, the stress we’d just gone through...it all faded away under the pressure of his lips. He kissed me like he needed to remind himself that I was there, alive, and not going anywhere...

And honestly, I needed it, too.

“Let’s get her inside,” Oliver growled, practically tearing the car door off its hinges as he climbed out.

I wrapped my legs around Emmett as he climbed out as well, not allowing him to release me, and then, a whirl of movement from all four of us later, we were in the nest, tearing off our clothes.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I chanted, hissing when Killian wrapped his lips around my nipple after I’d been tossed unceremoniously into the nest. His cock brushed against my hip, and my skin was already irritated and overheated, oversensitive, and I wanted himnow.

“Why don’t you put that sweet mouth of yours to better use than whining at us, sweetheart,” Emmett murmured, a mischievous spark in his eyes as he kneeled beside me. He wove his hand through my hair and pulled me onto his cock without further warning, and I let out a muffled moan as I sucked, spreading my legs as Killian released my nipple and positioned himself.

“This is going to be hard and fast, baby girl,” Killian warned me, his voice already tight as he notched himself against me.

I couldn’t tell him that that wasfine, that I didn’t care, that I justneededhim...but it didn’t matter. He surged forward a second later, bottoming out and filling me with one thrust, and I let out a muffled groan around Emmett’s cock as Killian set a hard and fast pace, fucking me like my life depended on it.

The faint bond in my chest flared as Oliver lay next to me on my other side, wrapping his hand around the column of my throat and pressing his lips against my ear. “Good girl,” he growled. “Take your alphas’ cocks. Remind us that you’re ours.”

I’m yours. I’m yours. I’m yours.

I chanted the words over and over again in my head as Emmett started to fuck my throat, deep and slow, and Killian’s thrusts in my pussy nailed my G-spot every fucking time. The pleasure made my head swim, and I gave myself over to the sensations, growing too intense too quickly, in exactly the way that I fucking needed.

“Fuck...fuck...” Killian let out a low growl, slamming inside of me and coming, tossing his head back in an animal howl that echoed from wall to wall. The warmth of his cum in my pussy settled something inside of me, and I hollowed my cheeks aroundEmmett’s cock, reaching my tongue out to slide along the base where his knot was swelling.

---