Page 33 of Knot Our Omega

My body cramped again and I curled into myself. "Help me."

"How long has she been like this?" Felix asked from behind Luka. Sweat beaded his forehead.

Alfie's chest rumbled. "Not long. We knew her heat was near."

Heat.

I couldn't believe it.

Didn't want to.

Not when I had gone so much of my life without my cycle. Yet the way my body felt, the way I reacted to these men and their very scent, I knew it had to be true. I'd gone into heat, and Luka hadn't even forced me.

In front of me, Luka fell to his knees in front of me, pulling me off Alfie's lap and into his arms, where he buried his face in my neck and inhaled. "Omega. I wanted this to go differently, but we're out of time."

Without even realizing it, my body began to rub against his, feeling pleasure just from his touch. I gasped at the contact, a purr escaping me when his body moved in rhythm with my own.

"Say you're mine, omega," he growled, and I felt every note of the growl in every cell and organ in my body.

"I'm yours," I whimpered, crying as my body already began to build with pain again, seeking a release I wasn't sure how to give.

A roar rumbled through the room, and Luka laid me down on the pallet, his hand working on his buckle as he ground against me desperately. I'd never seen him this crazed, with his eyes dilated to nearly black. If my whole body wasn't an inferno, I might revel in his desperation, in his need, in his lust onlyfor me. But for now, all I thought about was release. A sweet, sweet, release that would relieve me of this insatiable need that screamed inside my womb.

"Omega. I've never smelled anything in my life as delicious as you. Have I told you that?" He ran the stubble of his jaw over my cheek. "We should have prepared you better omega, and that is on us. We knew. We knew for days this was coming, but we didn't want to scare you."

Scare me? I'm fucking terrified now. Not my omega though. No, that hussy was purring away, throwing as much scent as she could at the alpha, begging him to take her. As much as I told her to calm down, she'd get her way, she didn't seem to care. She was in a frenzy, a crazy state of lust and need that only our alpha could satisfy.

A low moan left my lips as his hand gripped my bare thigh, spreading my legs wide around his hips as I rocked against his denim clad groin. His chest rumbled his approval, his alpha no doubt pleased that his omega so openly wanted him. My fingers went to the waist of his pants, and despite the fact I hadn't done this before, had no clue what I was doing, my omega seemed to understand enough for us both.

My hand snaked down his waist, my fingers wrapping around his hard length as my eyes bulged in shock. Oh no, oh no no no... I couldn't... we couldn't.... I wasn't sure it would....

"It will fit, omega." His eyes fluttered. "You're built for us, remember? Your body will never know anything as perfect as when your mates please it."

"I don't think I can," I whimpered, even as my omega promised me she could take all of him and more.

Luka's forehead dropped to mine, and even though I felt him pulsing, his whole body vibrating with his need to knot me, he resisted, holding back his restraint long enough to comfort me. "Omega, do you trust us?"

Did I? They had given me no reason not to. In fact, I might say they were the only ones in the world I did trust. "Y-yes."

"Good." He pushed down his pants. "I can't control myself much longer." He gritted his teeth. "But know my alpha would do nothing but protect you. This will hurt at first, and I'm sorry. I can't help that. But you can't pull away. If you tear my alpha's knot from your body before he's ready to release you, it can, well... the pain is unimaginable. Understand?"

A cry broke from my lips as the waves of need increased, begging me to be filled, urging me to take him, trust him, let him own me. My thighs were soaked with need, my body probably more ready now than it would ever be any other time, and I needed this. He needed this. Our family unit needed this.

Family.

Why was the word so comforting and terrifying all at once?

To acknowledge that these men were my family was a big step. It meant that I was ready to take their bites, to wear their marks and admit to the world that these guys belonged to me. I wanted that. I needed that. I craved it so damn much.

The pain that ripped through my core was unbearable, tearing a whimper from my throat before I whispered, "Help me, please, Luka. I need you."

"Yes, omega." His eyes glazed over, and with one flex of his hips, his hard length nudged my entrance. "It's going to hurt before it feels good, omega. Trust me to protect you during this time, please, Sydney. Do you trust me?"

"Yes." My voice was hoarse, my body rubbing against his length so shamelessly, stealing whatever pleasure I could take from the touch.

He growled, his hands gripped my thighs as he spread them open around his hips, then he thrust forward, and the thick length of him plunged inside of me. It burned, the fullness of hisbody connecting with mine so foreign. I breathed deep, my chest heaving, as my fingernails dug into his forearm.

"Relax, little omega," he rumbled. "I've got you."

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