Page 76 of Gamers' Omega
I blinked, forced myself to stop riding long enough to change position, then rolled my hips again.
I shouted as Beck’s cock grazed that spot inside that made me crazy, and I immediately couldn’t get enough. I started bouncing on his cock, shifting until I felt that high with every thrust.
“Alpha… alpha…” I moaned.
“That’s it, Sweetheart,” Freddie murmured into my shoulder. “Don’t hold back.”
“I’m… I’m…” I gasped as words failed me.
“Me too,” Beck growled. “Let me feel you come.”
I was too close, and it only took a couple more thrusts until I came. My dick jolted with every surge of pleasure that rocked me, my cum landing on Beck’s stomach. Then, just as my orgasm was starting to wane, Beck grabbed my hips and thrust up into me a handful of times, prolonging my bliss.
A new sensation against that spot inside made my orgasm rush back, and I was vaguely aware that it was Beck’s knot locking us together.
My dick gave exhausted spurts with every pulse of Beck’s knot as he came inside me. Then, finally, I slumped back against Freddie’s chest.
“That…” I panted. “That was…” Another attempt to catch my breath. “Wow…”
Ian chuckled. “Wow is right. You’re stunning, Sweetheart.”
I managed a weak smile, even as every muscle demanded I collapse on top of Beck and enjoy the knot.
“Ok,” Tony declared. “You’re cuddle-safe now.”
“Hmm?” I managed. Then I opened my eyes and saw that Beck’s chest and stomach had been wiped clean of my spend.
Tony laughed. “I figured you probably didn’t want to lie in it.”
I smiled, shifted, and flopped against Beck. “Thank you.”
Beck kissed my hair. “Are you ok with my knot?”
I hummed and nodded. “Feels good.”
“Good.” Another kiss. “You feel incredible.”
I closed my eyes again and enjoyed the lingering pleasure. Beck’s knot against my sweet spot kept me in a place of floaty bliss, and all those stories about omegas loving knots suddenly made sense. I was connected to my alpha in the most intimate way, and we continued to share pleasure as long as he was locked inside me.
Hands and kisses on my back. All my mates praising me, kissing me, touching me.
I’d never allowed myself to hope that sex could be so good.
All too soon, Beck’s knot went down. I whined at the combined loss and my body’s all-consuming demand to be locked with an alpha.
“Shhh,” Freddie soothed as he rubbed my lower back. “Do you need more?”
I nodded. “Please.”
“Do you want to move?”
I shook my head. Moving required entirely too much coordination.
Freddie chuckled. “Is it ok if I’m next?”
“Yes,” I whimpered. “Breed me, alpha.”
“Beck?” Freddie asked. “You doing good down there?”
