Page 72 of Knot the Alphas' Feral Omega

“Please, Alpha, please, please, please...” The words were desperate and thready and tore out of me without any of the control I tried to pride myself on, and Emmett growled, finally curling over my body and giving me the skin contact that I wanted.

“You want to come, sweetheart?”

I nodded, wailing as he fucked me harder.

“Then fucking come. Come on my cock with my fingers buried in your ass. Show me what a beautiful anal slut you’ll be for us.”

One more thrust of his fingers inside of me and a sharp pinch to my clit, and I fell over the edge with a scream. I barely managed to press my face into the mattress in time to muffle it to acceptable levels, and Emmett growled, fucking me faster as he sank his teeth into my shoulder.

Not breaking the skin—not bonding—just claiming.

I rode the waves of my orgasm and was painfully aware of the moment that Emmett stiffened and then fell over the edge with another growl. I felt the swell of his knot pressing up against my pussy lips, teasing them with the stretch, and I tensed, almost painfully excited about taking his knot for the first time.

But then he sighed, and hedidn’tpush his knot inside of me, instead releasing my shoulder with his teeth and pressing a gentle kiss to the marks he’d undoubtedly left there.

“Such a good, sweet girl for me. Good omega. You’re fucking perfect,” he mumbled, withdrawing his fingers from my ass and leaving me feeling surprisingly bereft.

I whimpered, my pussy spasming with pleasure one more time as he pulled out. The rush of fluids that started leaking out of me should have humiliated me, but all it did was make my inner omega purr. Our mingled scents in the air satisfied something primal that I hadn’t known was bothered. When I rolled over to face Emmett after he collapsed on the bed next to me, he didn’t hesitate before he gathered me in his arms and tucked me firmly against his chest.

“Feel better?” he asked after several seconds of silence.

I hummed. My head was clear again, and I could already feel my hormones settling and my temperature dropping. I’d never heard of a heat spike before—though that wasn’t a surprise, considering how little I knew about omegas before I’d presented as one—and I made a mental note to look up the symptoms and triggers so I wouldn’t need it explained to me if it happened again.

Before I went into heat properly.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” I finally said, sighing. I nuzzled a little closer to Emmett’s chest, his bare skin sticking slightly to mine with sweat, and the contact settled something deeper inside of me. I felt...content, like a lock had clicked into place, and I needed only one more thing...

“Did you mean all of that?” I mumbled, finally pulling my head away to look him in the eye. My eyelids were already feeling heavy, and I knew I would fall asleep here with him. I needed to ask this before I lost consciousness and woke up with only vague memories of what Emmett and I had done.

He cocked his head to the side, sleepiness written all over his handsome features as well. “About...?”

I flushed, and his lips twitched up in a small smirk. “About...all three of you fucking me at the same time. Is that...something that you all want?”

Emmett huffed out a chuckle and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “Yes, sweetheart,” he murmured. “That’s something that we would all...really want. But only when you’re ready.” He pulled away again, winking at me. “Though, from the way that you just came on my cock, I think we can unequivocally say that you’re not opposed to anal.”

I couldn’t stop myself from flushing again and giggling. “Guess not,” I murmured, pressing close and snuggling in again.

The two of us fell asleep like that, satisfied and flushed and surrounded by the scent of our joining, and my inner wolf was so, sohappy.

38

Oliver

Breakfast simmered on the stove, and I was uncharacteristically nervous as I finished cooking the eggs I was carefully shifting back and forth in the pan.

It had been a few days since the little...encounter Lilah and I had had in the middle of the night, and I wasn’t proud to admit that my avoidance of her had continued in the days since.

At this point, my distance was less because I wanted to be considerate of her medical condition—the one I had caused, so there was still some of that, there, too—but more because I wasn’t sure if I would be able to hold back the next time we were alone in a room together.

The memory of the way she had fallen apart in front of me, the sweetness of her scent that had permeated the bathroom long after she’d scurried away and left me with my dick in my hand...

My cock twitched in my pants at the thought, and I bit back a groan as I reached down and pressed the heel of my palm up against the half-hard length.

I knew she was bothered by my distance—both by the slight distress in her scent whenever I caught a whiff of it and from what Killian and Emmett had individually told me—but I was finally ready. I was ready to see her and spend time with her,alone, and control myself enough that we could make real progress towards repairing the relationship I’d shattered.

I hadn’t told her that this was something that I was planning to do—I was just hoping she would be amenable to spending the day with me. I’d taken the day off in preparation, and ushered Emmett and Killian out of the house before Lilah had woken up today.

Which meant that the two of us were in the house, alone, for the first time since...everything.

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