Page 49 of Knot the Alphas' Feral Omega

Killian made a soft sound of agreement, and then he gently mouthed at my shoulder, pushing his hand under the waistband of my shorts without another word. His fingertips stroked across my pubic bone, and my hips jerked at the sudden and unexpected touch. Excitement flooded me, and I couldn’t stop the low whine that escaped me as his fingers eased lower, going slowly—so fuckingslowly.

I knew he was only going so slowly because he wanted to give me the opportunity to back out, but I didn’t need to. At least, not yet.

This was exactly what I needed. I could feel my body slowly relaxing under their touch as they gave me the touch therapy I needed, the contact my omega desperately craved.

I knew this was only the beginning, and there would be many more steps towards healing. Oliver and I were going to have to sit down at some point and have a conversation about exactly why he had felt the need to reject me so completely and the trauma he was dealing with. I knew that we would have to get to a place where we could trust each other again, where I could trust all three of these alphas with my life and not worry that they would hurt me deliberately. Right now was not that time, but this was a good start.

“Fuck...” Killian groaned in my ear, and he pushed his fingers lower, teasing them over my slick folds and hissing in my ear as my hips bucked up against him. “You’re making it very difficult to keep control of myself, baby girl,” he said through clenched teeth.

He ground his cock against my ass, and despite his words, I felt no impending loss of control from him. Giddy energy filled me, and I let my mind go blissfully blank, giving over to my instincts.

I didn’t need to think right now. I was an omega, and I had two alphas—myalphas—here to listen to me, give me what I wanted, and take care of me.

“Alpha...” I breathed, gripping tighter in Emmett’s hair. He growled, and his head slid slower on my chest as his hand fell to the hem of my shirt. He hesitated there, just for a second, before he shoved my shirt up and exposed my chest. His lips wrapped around one of my hard nipples the moment it sprang free, and I arched into the wet heat of his mouth, my pussy clenching downaround nothing as Killian’s fingers found my clit and started to tease.

And he wasteasing—light, fast little circles that barely tipped the scale from teasing to pleasurable, making me groan helplessly and try to twist in their grip.

Their hands tightened on me, and I felt Killian’s mood start to lighten slightly as he chuckled softly in my ear. His fingers continued to work my clit, and my scent filled the air between the three of us, sweet and needy, making my head spin.

“No, no, baby girl,” Killian murmured. I could hear the wicked smile in his voice as hefinallyslid his fingers a little lower and toyed them against my entrance, and Emmett’s teeth nipped sharply at the sensitive flesh of my nipple. “You just relax. We’re your alphas. You let us take care of you. That’s how this is supposed to work, remember?”

His tongue slid up over the shell of my ear, hot and wet, and scattered my thoughts as he pushed one finger deep inside of me. I moaned, long and loud, and in the back of my mind, I was nearly positive that this wasn’t what was meant by “touch therapy,” especially for traumatized omegas.

Still, it was whatIneeded, and the feeling of their hands and mouths on me let me relax fully between the two of them. Emmett continued to suck and nibble on one nipple, his fingers finding the other, and I lifted my leg up and back to hook it over Killian’s hip when he prompted me.

The new position opened me up for him in an almost painfully humiliating way, but I loved it. I drowned in the sensation. My hormones had finally calmed for a minute, and though I knewthis reprieve wouldn’t last and that healing was a long journey, this moment...

It waseverything.

“Fuck,” Emmett growled, popping off my nipple and looking up at me as soon as my stronger scent hit the air. Killian’s fingers continued to work in and out of me, fingering me slow and deep, and Emmett slid down my body, startling me and making me whine.

“Shh, baby girl. Shh. It’s okay, just let Emmett touch you,” Killian murmured in my ear, soothing me.

Emmett didn’t say anything, instead nudging his nose up between my newly spread legs and breathing me in deeply as he did so. I would have been embarrassed if my inner omega wasn’t so fuckingthrilledthat one of my alphas was paying attention to me like this, and I let out a helpless, shaky moan as my hips jerked.

Killian fingered me deep, his growl rumbling against my back, and Emmett mouthed at my clit, the fabric of my shorts dampening the sensation as he tongued me. My mind was fuzzy and desperate, and I could feel an orgasm building low in my belly, Emmett’s tongue and Killian’s fingers working in wicked tandem to bring me closer and closer to the edge.

“Please...” I whimpered, reaching down and grabbing Emmett’s hair again. I gripped him tightly, grinding my pussy up against his face, and he growled low in his throat as he let me do it. Heletme grind up against him like a pup in heat, and Killian’s fingers worked my pussy faster.

“That’s it, Lilah. Just let go. We’re here for you. We’ll always be here for you, do you understand me? We’re never letting you go again. This is fuckingforever.” Killian punctuated his words with deep, mind-melting strokes of his fingers, and Emmett sucked on my pussy through the fabric of my shorts, ignoring the barrier in his goal of fuckinginhalingme.

The pressure on my clit, Killian’s fingers inside of me, and his filthy words in my ear all combined to shove me over the edge so quickly and suddenly that it shocked me. My mouth fell open, and I choked out a moan as I clamped down around Killian’s fingers and rode the waves of pleasure. I was vaguely aware of Emmett moaning between my legs, his tonguefinallysliding under the loose edge of my shorts to lap at my pussy properly, and I tilted my hips towards him, whimpering helplessly as my mind blanked.

For the first time in days, I felt...good.

“Alpha...” I moaned. With one hand, I curled my fingers in Emmett’s hair and reached behind myself to wrap my other hand around the back of Killian’s neck. I connected the three of us with my touch, with my orgasm, with my scent hanging heavily in the air, and I whined softly as the waves of pleasure finally receded, my hips finally stilling.

Emmett’s tongue flicked over my swollen clit, making me shiver from overstimulation, and I whined again as I pulled him away from me. The sound was low and needy in my chest, and Killian let out a low, soothing rumble as he pulled his fingers out of my pussy, raised his hand up to his mouth, and sucked his wet fingers inside.

I watched him clean my juices off his fingers out of the corner of my eye, a little dazed from the pleasure that was still making my muscles lax, and then Killian buried his face in my neck again as Emmett shimmied up the front of my body and leaned in close to press a kiss to my lips.

My taste was sweet on his lips as I kissed him back, and he rested his forehead against mine when he pulled away, the kiss almost painfully chaste after what we had just done.

“We’ll be here as long as it takes for you to trust us again,” Emmett said quietly.

Few words, as I’d come to expect from him—and yet, those words meant fucking everything.

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