Page 82 of Unbreak Me

And it happened: Day leaned his head on the pillow, breathing deeply, his cheeks red, his lips parted. He was taking me in a state of full surrender, and he seemed to relax even more with every passing minute, yielding to the rhythm.

My hands touched him with caressing movements, almost teasing, sending tingling sensations through his body—he shivered, whimpering sweetly. Of course, I kept brushing against his nipples, hard as pebbles, and skimming my fingers over the length of his stiff shaft. Under the shower of constant caresses, Day was producing low, humming soundsand trembling non-stop, as small waves of orgasms caused his dick to throb every minute, spurting droplets of cum onto the sheet. Despite the moderate tempo, the fact that we were in this new setting added some spice to the situation and a sense of progress.

We spent this entire wave like that, doing it doggy-style or with me lying on top of him, driving into his entrance while kissing his neck. The pace was consistently not too intense, but it was definitely an interesting and pleasant addition to our sex repertoire.

At night, I slept spooning him from behind, my dick perpetually stiff, immersed in him, creating a continuous connection, known between True Mates as the Joining. When the nighttime wave came, I just moved inside him and didn't pull out—we stayed linked like that for hours. My rut kept me hard and allowed me to be ready for him whenever he needed me.

From what Day had told me earlier, I knew his heats usually lasted three days, with the second day being the most intense, and that's exactly how it played out.

When I went downstairs around 10 am to pack some deliveries for customers, I didn't even get a chance to start. A text from Day popped up with just one word: "Please."

I smiled to myself and headed back upstairs, though I made sure to take a quick shower first—even if I knew Day was getting impatient. Hey, he could wait a few more minutes, right? It’d just build his anticipation.

As I got closer to the door, I heard it—a low, potent sound filling the bedroom: a ‘heat call’, the omega’s plea for his alpha during the rising wave.

I slowed down, captivated by this incredible, erotic sound. I had never heard it before, but I recognized it instantly, as if it was encoded in my DNA. It seemed to stir every cell in my body,drawing me to him, luring me, leaving me no choice but to follow where it led.

I pushed open the door, and Day was curled up on the bed, his face turned toward the entrance, his eyes wide with dilated pupils, as if he were in pain. He let out an impatient sigh before suddenly jumping up and darting in my direction. He sprang onto me, wrapping his legs around my waist. His mouth pressed against mine with wild hunger, as I carried him to the bed, and we fell onto it with momentum.

Being perfectly in sync with him already, I realized that he was now ready for the next level—an even more intense pace. So, without prolonging the foreplay, I plunged into his body and immediately sped up, feeling my excitement take off like a rocket.

It was bound to happen: Day's hips were now making vigorous movements, meeting me halfway, increasing the friction and force of our bodies' collisions, fueling me even more. I knew it was finally coming—my arousal was reaching a fever pitch.

"Gonna knot you," I managed to stammer out.

"Yes!"

This was the first time it had ever happened in my life. A really strange feeling—stretching down there, but at the same time wonderful, as if something inside me was expanding, not just in my shaft.

A moment later—Day and I found ourselves locked; my breath caught in my chest, I could hear my heart pounding, and I felt my dick shooting relentlessly inside Day, filling him with my cum. And it was a substantial load!

Day came too—his stomach and chest quickly got covered in white splatters; the noises he made were downright lustful—nothing I’d ever imagined him capable of, given how reserved and cautious he had always been. Had he just let it all go?

Only after the last throbbing of my dick and the last spurts of cum had stopped, did I open my eyes and look at his flushed face. He was gazing back at me, breathing quickly, his lips dark red and swollen from our kisses. He looked radiant and astonishingly young, as if he had shed a few years—and maybe that's exactly what had happened.

"You are so beautiful," I breathed out.

Day let out a doubtful huff, then muttered, "You knotted me… I was wondering when it would happen."

I didn't know what to say—my heart was pounding loudly, and my blood rushed in my ears, making it hard to focus.

But Day finished the sentence for me. "To be honest, yesterday, I was a little stressed about it. But not today! Something just changed in me, so it happened at the perfect moment. Your body knew that and respected my needs. We're really in sync, Jan!"

Of course, I was aware that during heat, the alpha would typically knot the omega every other wave, and we had gone a whole day without it. I had had a moment of concern before, but I didn't let it get to me and didn't waste time thinking about it, since it was my first rut. And it turned out to be a good decision—everything went just as it was supposed to, just as Day had wanted.

Only then did I have a moment to focus on my body, and I realized that my knot was located at the upper part of my dick, which could allow me to continue penetrating Day just like during normal sex. I knew that knots could form at different points, sometimes at the bottom, sometimes in the middle. By pure luck, mine was in a position that gave me full freedom of movement.

I glanced at Day and sent him a playful smirk.

"We’re gonna have some fun with it."

Day bit his lower lip. "Yeah, I can feel it. I’m so full, Jan, deep inside."

"When you say it like that, it really does sound… hot!"

His eyes flickered with a hint of mischief. "I guess you can still move, right?"

"For sure I can," I said—and then I did.

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