Page 205 of Claiming the Pack's Omega
I thought orgasms and getting fucked were supposed to help my heat, but I'm starting to feel even more hazy right now.
"Knot," I whine, as my body screams for the relief I know only a knot can offer me. "Please."
"I—I'm so sorry, Sunshine, I think I need a minute," Milo groans softly.
There's a pang low in my belly and an almost desperate-sounding whimper leaves my throat. I know that these feelings won't even feel close to going away without it and there's a part of me that feels rejected that Milo can't give me what my body so desperately needs.
"Shhh," Stone purrs, his chest vibrating and soothing my anxieties. "That's why you have all four of us, Wildflower. We'll all take care of you."
"You will?" My voice comes out uncertain and vulnerable.
"We will." Stone leans down and brushes his lips against mine, pouring all of his passion, hope, and determination into the kiss.
"My turn," Killian growls when Stone and I finally pull apart.
Killian tugs me into his lap, his lips crashing down onto mine. His expensive black tea scent swirls around us. I've never been much of a tea person, but maybe this is my sign that I need to change that.
I rake my fingernails across his back, trying to pull him closer.
"Oh, someone is needy," he growls, pulling away from the kiss.
"You—you couldn't tell?" I pant.
"Oh, I could tell," he says, a fox-like grin on his expression. "I'm just trying to figure out what you can handle."
"I can handle whatever you throw at me." I blink up at him through my lashes, the challenge evident in my tone.
"Even if that means giving up some control?"
"I said I can handle whatever you throw at me," I shrug. "I wouldn't be here in this nest with the four of you, agreeing to bond if I didn't trust you with everything I have."
That's the only encouragement he needs before he's sitting up and onto his knees, flipping me over easily so I'm ass up, face down. A moan leaves my throat as my belly does somersaults. The way Killian is throwing me around, moving me where he wants my body to be makes that fire burning under my skin even hotter.
The hot head of his cock presses against my pussy, and I push back against him, my body begging him to give me what I so desperately need.
"Ah, ah, ah," he chuckles, grabbing my wrists and tugging them behind my back. He's taken away my leverage that I was going to use to fuck myself back onto his cock. I feel the stretch in my shoulders as I relax into his hold on me. "You said you could handle what I wanted to give you. So now, Princess, you just have to take it."
His hips thrust forward and spear me open around him. With the slick that's been gushing out of me since the beginning of my heat and Milo's come, he has no issue sliding into me.
That doesn't take away from the strength or ferocious intensity he uses as he sets his pace. I can practically feel him in my lungs.
"That's right," he growls, using his grip on my wrists to pull me up, leveraging his hold on me to pull me back against him with each of his thrusts.
He fucks me like this is all he's been waiting for his entire life.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I pant out, my eyes fluttering shut as I'm overwhelmed with all the sensations.
Killian tugs me up again so that my back is pressed up against his front. My tits bounce obscenely as my body ripples with the impact of his thrusts. His large hand encompasses my jaw as he tilts my face to meet his.
The kiss is messy and sloppy, considering the angle over my shoulder, but oh, is it the hottest thing in the world.
"Looks like our omega likes being fucked rough," Theo chuckles. He makes his way to us and stops on his knees in front of me. He cups my bouncing tits and pinches my nipples, making me gasp. "That's it, Spitfire, you look so gorgeous, taking it like a good girl."
I feel myself fluttering around Killian's cock, my second orgasm very quickly building. Who knew my body was even capable of that sort of thing? I definitely didn't.
"Let's hear you say it," Killian growls, his hold around my wrists tightening. "Say how much you like being fucked like this."
It's hard to find my ability to speak, among all the moans that are leaving my throat.
