Page 130 of Broken Omega

She smiles wryly at me. “Are you?”

I give her my answer in the form of a thrust, positioning my cock so well at her entrance that it glides right in up to the hilt.

She lets out a gasp. “Maybe I wasn’t ready …”

“Too late,” I tell her, waiting to let my cock swell.

She digs her fingers into my shoulders, and I’m surprised to realize she doesn’t have long nails.

I didn’t spend much time looking at her hands, I guess.

“Well?” she asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Well?” I repeat, hiding a smirk.

“You promised me a knot, Frost, and all I’ve got so far is a regular, big, fat cock.”

“Maybe you’ll have to beg for my knot to make my dick swell,” I tease her, thrusting a little bit without the knot. I could probably fuck her without it all the way to completion, if she wasn’t in heat, and it wasn’t taking every bit of my willpower right now.

She smiles up at me. “You think I don’t know some Alphas like to play dirty like that?”

Her pussy clenches around me so tight that for a second I think I’ve come.

I gasp at her as my cock starts to swell.

“Omegas control knots,” she tells me sweetly. “Alphas can try.”

I don’t bother to try. She’s already shown me it was a dumb way to tease her while she desperately needs the swollen version of my cock locked inside her. I’m trying way too hard, and it’s making me look like an asshole. I need to relax, let her set the pace.

“This Alpha’s going to leave his knot at his Omega’s mercy.”

“Glad to hear it.”

BROOKE

Frost makes a much better lover when he’s not psyching himself out, worrying over things he can’t control. I gave him a little bit of Omega calm after he tried to impress me with his control over his knot. I wasn’t sure it would work while I’m in heat, but he relaxes pretty quickly, and once that happens, he becomes focused and attentive.

He makes me come with his knotted cock twice, listening to my moans and speeding up or slowing down accordingly. My heat is still going strong, but he feels like he’s flagging a little bit.

I can’t reach his mouth to kiss while he’s inside me, and he won’t be able to mark me, but I run my hands over his chest and realize quickly that his nipples are an erogenous zone. Lucky for him, I can reach those with my mouth.

He stills inside me the second I start to lick and suck his right nipple, his body going tense.

“Oh, fuck,” he mutters.

I add in teeth, chewing lightly around the sensitive point.

“Oh, fucking hell,” he whispers.

He thrusts jerkily, and a few seconds later, I feel him coming inside me before he starts to groan out his pleasure above my head.

I let his nipple go, and he straightens, which just so happens to also move his nipples out of my reach. At least now we can see each other, I guess.

“Talk about dirty tricks,” he murmurs, gazing down at me. “You’re the one who’s supposed to be coming, Brooke.”

“You’re mad that I made you come?”

“He can be kind of a dick like that,” Donnie tells me, appearing at our side.

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