Page 93 of Knot the Alphas' Feral Omega

He gently tugged her onto the bed, laying down next to her, suit and all, and stroking her hair away from her face. His cock was a hard line in his pants, and my own throbbed sympathetically as he leaned in and captured her lips in a sweet, rough kiss.

The desperate, strangled sound that escaped her launched me into action, my fingers working quickly to divest me of every article of clothing until I was finally naked. I groaned when my cock sprang free, and then I dropped to my knees on the bed, crawling forward until I was positioned neatly between Lilah’s thighs, hooking them up and over my shoulders so that every inch of her was exposed.

She wasdripping, already so fucking wet and shining with her slick, her inner thighs messy with her juices, and for a moment, I just breathed in her dizzying scent. My head swam, and it took everything I had not to dart to the side and sink my teeth into the sweet, soft skin of her thigh. Her pulse fluttered in the artery by my cheek, and I groaned softly as I rested my cheek there and then looked up.

Emmett and Lilah were still locked in a kiss, and Emmett’s hand was circled around the column of her throat. Lilah was practically a puddle underneath him, and her hands fluttered and flexed against his shoulders as she tried to get closer. Her thighs tensed around my shoulders as Emmett gently bit at her lower lip and pulled away, stretching it slightly, and her whine was fuckingdelicious.

My cock throbbed, and I couldn’t hold myself back anymore.

I groaned and dove in, sealing my lips around her clit and licking like she was going to be my last meal. Her flavor burst out over my tongue, dizzying me even more. Emmett let out a low, mildly sadistic chuckle as Lilah gasped, and one of her hands flew down to weave through my hair.

“Is Killian eating that pussy good, sweetheart?” he murmured. He rumbled out a growl, and when I looked up, his fingers were tightening on her throat just enough that she would be able to feel the air restriction. She groaned, and I grinned, reaching up with one hand to thrust two fingers deep inside her slick folds.

“Please,” she gasped, her hips jerking against my touch.

The sound of her desperate pleasure only fueled my aggressive desire, and I growled softly, attacking her with even more intensity. My hips gently worked against the soft fabric of the bed covers, my length hard and aching and desperate to sink as deep as I could go inside my omega...

But I held back. I wanted to feel her fall apart on me before I sank inside of her. I wanted to feel her desperation and her need. I wanted to see her sink into her omega headspace, give in to her biological urges, and see her trust herself that she could let go and we wouldn’t let her fall.

I wanted it almost more than I wanted to breathe, and I groaned into her folds as I curled my fingers against her G-spot, reveling in the way her thighs shook around me.

“So fucking close already, baby girl,” I murmured, pulling away and gently blowing on her clit. It twitched under the stimulation,her folds parting easily around the intrusion of my fingers. I couldn’t help but be fascinated by the way she took me, the way that her slick ran down my wrist and made me fuckingferalwith the need to sink inside of her.

But still, I held back.

Emmett chuckled, glancing down at me. “How long are you going to torture our girl, Killian?” he asked, his voice soft, a little deadly. “Don’t you think that she’s suffered long enough?”

Lilah clamped down around my fingers, and I chuckled, leaning down to nip at her clit. The squeal that Lilah let out was immediately tucked into the back of my mind, directly in the spank bank, and I grinned, murmuring, “Not quite,” before wrapping my lips around her clit again.

This time I wasn’t playing. I sucked and nibbled and licked Lilah’s clit with the abandon of a man with nothing to lose, and she was immediately a writhing, gasping, needy puddle of an omega, barely being held down from thrashing her way out of the nest by Emmett’s firm grip around the column of her throat.

“Oh, Killian...Alpha, please, please, please...” Her fingers flexed in my hair, tugging until my scalp stung, but the pain only made my cock that much harder. “Fuck, I want it, I need it, please, I need your cock, it’s not enough...”

“Not enough?” Emmett’s voice lowered to a seductive, sadistic croon. “His fingers aren’t enough for your greedy little cunt? You want cock?”

“Yes!” Lilah’s wail was loud and plaintive, and god, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I nipped at her clit one more time, feeling itthrob under my tongue, and I pulled my fingers out of her and shoved them in my mouth as I straightened up.

I hooked one of her knees under my hand, bringing it up until it lay over my shoulder and opened her up for me, and I ignored the way my instincts were screaming at the heaviness of her scent as I spread her wide. I wrapped my hand around my cock, finishing cleaning off my fingers before releasing them from my mouth, and then growled low in my chest as I looked down at her.

She was a fucking vision, our omega. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes bright with desperate, unmitigated arousal, and her hands twisted in the sheets underneath her as her hips jerked upwards, looking for something,anything, to fill her needy hole.

Fuck.

“Fuck, I love you,” I said, the words falling easily from my lips as I reached down and notched the head of my cock against her pussy. Emmett looked at me sharply, but before he could say anything, I surged forward, burying myself all the way inside Lilah without further foreplay.

“Yes!” Lilah threw her head back, and her body melted even more under our touch. Her nipples were hard, aching little points, and I reached down to tweak one as Emmett carefully released her neck and pulled away, climbing off the bed so he could quickly strip.

I fucked Lilah in slow, deep thrusts and groaned softly at the sensation. She felt like a furnace inside, hot and wet and greedily clenching down on my cock with each thrust. The way she took me was incredible, but when she opened those pretty eyes ofhers, glazed over with hormones and pleasure, I could already see that justmycock wasn’t going to be enough for her.

“Roll over, Kill,” Emmett ordered softly, climbing back onto the bed. His cock was so hard that it looked like it hurt, and he wrapped his hand around it to give it a perfunctory stroke as he looked down at Lilah and smirked. “She needs more,” he finished, echoing my thoughts.

Lilah looked over at him, her eyes glazed. “More?” she whispered.

Emmett chuckled softly, bending down to kiss her forehead tenderly. “More, sweetheart,” he confirmed, his voice low and intimate. “So much that you won’t even know what to do with it all.”

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