Page 80 of The Knotty Omega
When I get back to my nest, my whole pack is waiting for me, like some x-rated alpha magazine cover. There’s a plate of nuts, fruits, and cheese on my nightstand. Nobody bothered with clothes, since they’ll all be off again soon, and they lay sprawled around the nest, hard planes of bodies and half hard cocks on full display.
The sight alone sends a cramp through my abdomen, heat radiating from my lower stomach down to my pussy. I’m acutely aware of the emptiness of said pussy, and I double over, a high pitched omega whine leaving me.
My alphas jump into action, Titus scooping up my naked form and bringing me to the bed. “What do you need, angel?”
I’m not lost to the fog like I was before. The need is intense, and burning, but my mind is clear.
“I need a knot,” I tell him confidently as he lays me down and settles over me. “And…your bite.”
Everyone around me stiffens, even though I doubt they did every other time I’ve asked for a bite this heat. This time though…this time I’m clearly lucid, and I know what I’m asking for.
“Are…are you sure, angel? You want…mybite?”
“Of course I do, Ty,” I tell him, wiggling my hips against his throbbing cock. “I’m clear-headed, and I’m telling you I want it.”
A small smile takes my grumpy alpha’s face, “Okay, but only if you answer this question.”
I roll my eyes, remembering our conversation when we decided we’d bond during my heat. “What question?”
“What exactly about my playing style in RPG games makes you so mad?”
A shocked laugh leaves me. “Okay, let’s start with how you rush into a giant horde of monsters without the proper equipment. Really, Titus? Twin daggers with five damage points each—”
Titus interrupts me with a hard kiss and backs off with a grin before looking around at the rest of our pack. “Okay, she’s clear enough to remember.”
Another cramp hits me and I cry out, causing Titus to thrust his cock into me all the way to his knot.
My cry turns into a moan, my slick easing the way for his pulsating length to thrust in and out my aching pussy. “Fuck, Titus!” I keen, my nails digging into his back as he undulates his hips, thrusting so his knot brushes against my clit each time.
He groans softly above me, a sound that makes my pussy clench. Before long, I’m teetering on the edge of oblivion, and Titus pushes his knot into me, lighting my nerve endings on fire. My pleasure takes over in pulsing waves, and then, he strikes as he rocks his knot in shallow thrusts.
His teeth pierce the skin where my neck meets my shoulder, and a sharp pain morphs into rolling ecstasy. I immediately feel something snap into place. A half connection. A trickle of consciousness. The knowledge that it’s up to me to solidify the bond.
He removes his teeth, his pupils blown wide, and I sit up in half crunch, my teeth clamping down right above the nipple of his left pec. The coppery tang of blood fills my mouth, and it’s instinctual, the way that I pull back and run my tongue across it.
The connection solidifies, and I canfeelhim.
Titus.
His warm protectiveness.
His adoration for me.
His happiness at being connected to me.
My head falls back and I look into his eyes. His eyes that are wide with shock as he looks down at me. “I can feel you.”
Something in my omega settles at being connected to one of her alphas, and the waves of need abate for a moment as I stare into my grumpy alphas honey-brown eyes and stroke his cheek. He leans into my touch, his eyes fluttering closed briefly. “You’re mine, alpha.” I breathe out, and he gives me a soft smile before pressing a gentle kiss to my lips.
“And you’re mine.”
“How does it feel?” Ollie has rolled next to us, apparently eager to be next in line.
“Why don’t you find out for yourself, brother?” Titus hums as his knot deflates, and he rolls off me with another quick kiss.
Ollie immediately grabs me and rolls us so I’m on top of him. “Is it bitey time?” He grins up at me with his dazzling smile. I kiss him, my wet hair falling around us like a soaking curtain. “It’s bitey time,” I confirm, and he doesn’t even knot me before his teeth sink into the flesh of my breast. The puncture sends a wave of deep heat straight to my core, and then Ollie is there.
A whisper of excitement, a pull to finish the bond.
