Knot Your Damn Omega: Chapter 15

I shoved the pillow into place and gasped, desire grabbing me like a vise and not letting go. The nest was perfect and they were all here and I still didn’t know what to do. I’d always been alone.

That thought made me sadder than it usually did during my heats.

This was entirely different. I couldn’t even really look at them and their bodies because my mind was moving too quickly, instincts reaching for things I couldn’t explain.

“Please,” I pulled one of the blankets closer to me. “Help me.”

Ben was the first one to reach me, guiding me back onto the cushions and taking my mouth with his. His skin on mine was perfect, soothing the need and the craving I couldn’t control. They just weren’t allowed to stop.

It was the first time I got a true look at his tattoos—stars and galaxies drifting across his arms. A nebula. Words formed of stars I couldn’t focus enough to read. I caught a glimpse of a wave on the curve of his shoulder and trees around his wrist, and that was all I could focus on, my mind drenched in need.

“I don’t know how to do this,” I managed to say. “But you’re helping me. We’ve talked about it. I don’t want to ask anymore.”

“You don’t have to do anything,” Ben told me. “We’re going to take care of you.”

The sound which came out of me was half whine and half sob as he kissed me again. He tasted like sugar and that incredible vanilla I’d been overwhelmed by at the party. “Going to show you exactly what I wanted to do the night I met you,” he murmured against my lips before sinking lower, tracing kisses across my skin.

A new mouth, this one eager, covered mine. The scent of fresh grass and lemonade. I kissed Rylan back, winding my arms around his neck while Ben kept his journey downward toward my slick-soaked legs.

“Hi,” Rylan whispered with a smile.

Avery’s red hair was in the corner of my vision, and I was suddenly arching into his mouth as he covered one of my nipples and sucked. “Oh, fuck.”

Ry laughed. “I think that’s the idea.”

Ben pushed my thighs apart and didn’t hesitate. His tongue was all over me, licking over my clit and into me. “Fuck, Esme. You taste like heaven.”

He pushed his tongue deep, fucking me with it, and it wasn’t enough. Lazy, honeyed pleasure spread from his mouth. But it was slow, and I didn’t need slow. I needed—

I didn’t know what I needed. I needed fucking everything.

Avery grazed my nipple with his teeth, making it harder than I ever thought it could be before moving his mouth to my other breast and starting over again.

Rylan’s tongue was in my mouth, illustrating he knew exactly how to use it. I imagined him down there with Ben, both of them licking me together, and I gushed arousal onto Ben’s waiting tongue. He groaned in response, drinking me like I was his favorite cocktail before rising up on his knees and yanking me toward him.

The movement broke me away from Rylan and put Avery’s lips at my neck. And it let me see Ben kneeling there, my legs spread wide for him as his entire face shone with the remnants of me. His gaze was hungry, consuming every inch of my wanton pose, stroking his cock.

Ben was tall and built, and his cock matched him, thick and proportional. It was all I got to think before he pressed the head to my entrance and sank into my body.

Oh.

Fuck.

Me.

My mind went blank.

It had been a long time since I’d had something other than a vibrator, and the way Ben filled me had pleasure rising under my skin like a tsunami. My heat was too high and my pussy too needy for it to last long. Hell, Avery’s touch had sent me over the edge in seconds.

Luke now stood behind Ben, looking down at all of us cock jutting out proudly as he watched Ben begin to fuck me.

“Look at the way she takes you,” his voice was low and smooth as velvet. “Your entire cock disappearing just like that.”

But Luke wasn’t looking at the place our bodies were connected. His eyes were locked on mine, the barest hint of a smirk on his face. He was saying it for me, and only me. It lit the spark under my skin, orgasm racing upward and outward.

I couldn’t make a sound. Pleasure twisted through me and I reached, finding skin and scent and the sense of absolute rightness. I was an Omega in heat, made to be taken and knotted and worshipped and this was just the start of it.

Ben didn’t stop, thrusting slow and deep, all the way in and dragging himself out of me slow enough for me to moan before he slammed in to the hilt once again.

“More.”

It was the only word I knew.

Rylan was still at my side, and he turned, dragging his hips higher. “Open.”

The head of his cock pressed against my lips, and he slipped inside. He was so long he filled my mouth before I was even close to his base, and I heard him swear. A hand reached down and gripped my hair, guiding me deeper so he reached the beginning of my throat.

“Oh, fuck, Esme.” His hips moved in shallow thrusts, fucking my mouth but desperately trying not to push too hard.

I wanted to tell him I could take him further and he didn’t need to hold back, but I couldn’t. He was already leaking, the flavor of him just like his scent, summery and fruity and so good I wanted to drink him just like Ben had me.

Avery’s hand closed over my breast, squeezing before he slid it lower, finding my clit even as Ben was still moving, continuing the deep, rhythmic movement which was driving me towards another climax.

I couldn’t focus on anything but the pleasure pulsing through me from every direction, giving myself fully over to the fever and need driving my hips to meet Ben’s and my tongue to swirl around Rylan’s cock.

Lips pressed just below my ear, leaving tingles behind. Avery’s breath tickled my skin as he whispered directly in my ear. “Come for us, baby. Show us how badly you need to be knotted.”

His finger matched his words, rubbing circles around my clit in time with Ben’s thrusts, and my body was more than happy to oblige. I was blind with the fiery haze of bliss spreading through me, no longer in control of my body. My pussy squeezed down on Ben, and he cursed. “Get ready for my knot, Esme. I can’t hold it back.”

Rylan pulled free of my mouth, and I whined, wanting him back. “Don’t worry,” Avery whispered. “You’ll get to taste him again. You’re going to taste all of us like the good girl you are. Aren’t you?”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” The orgasm still held me, and it only carried further as Ben took what he needed, harder and faster than before. I felt his knot against me, brushing with every thrust, and I wanted it. My body needed it, more slick appearing to help. Everything was bright and shining. The fairy lights were a mirage. I was floating in a galaxy made only of pleasure when Ben came, driving himself and his knot deep inside me, locking our bodies together.

In all my life, I’d never heard a hotter sound than Ben coming, the low grunts and groans I’d made him release. They shivered over my skin, heightening everything.

This wasn’t like normal sex. I didn’t need to catch my breath. I needed more now, but I also needed to wait until Ben’s knot loosened and freed me.

Avery’s mouth was still at my ear. “Such a good fucking girl.”

My eyes nearly rolled back in my head with the sparkling, ethereal joy and happiness the words brought me. I didn’t even protest when he moved away so Ben could cover my body with his and kiss me, my own flavor mixed with his on his lips and tongue.

“I think my knot was made for you,” he whispered against my lips. “The way you’re hugging it is going to kill me.”

“No,” I said, my mind not fully rational enough for the words. “Don’t say that. I still need you for later.”

He laughed softly, kissing along my jaw and my neck. “You’ll have me. I’ll never forget being your first knot of this heat.” Slowly, he found my hands and wove our fingers together, pinning my hands to the soft cushions beneath us. “A couple more minutes and you’ll be ready for the next one.”

It was like his words struck a match. I nodded, unable to speak. All I was right now was pure instinct. Ben kissed me again, softly. Up close, his green eyes were vibrant, and I imagined painting something like it in spirals of white and green surrounding a beautiful black void. Galaxies just like the tattoos on his arms.

He rocked into me, shooting off little flares of pleasure with each movement as his knot loosened enough for us to release. In the same way the heat made Omegas need everything more and faster, an Alpha’s knot loosened faster too, their own instincts responding to the Omega’s desire to be knotted again and again.

I shuddered as he pulled out of me, the need coming back in full force. Under my skin I was molten—a creature made of lava and fire which needed fuel to burn. They were the fuel.

As Ben pulled away I finally saw Kade in all his glory. I was right. His tattoos went everywhere. There was hardly any bare skin left on him. Tentacles curled over his shoulders and around his arms and ribs like there was a giant octopus on his back. They reached into a void of darkness and stars not so unlike what I’d tried to recreate here in the nest. I saw trees on his legs and there were more details too, but I couldn’t focus because his scent was all around me, and his cock—his pierced cock—was hard and ready.

Studs lined the top of his shaft. It curved upward, thick and long, and his hand stroked it lazily as he looked at me. The possession in his eyes undid me. He hadn’t even touched me and I felt like I was his. My perfume exploded along with brand new wetness on my thighs.

I was moving before he even said the words. “Present for your Alpha.” They were backed with a sound somewhere between a growl and a purr.

My ass was already in the air and I clawed at the cushions, needing to beg and knowing he would do exactly what he wanted even if I did.

His hands came down hard on my hips and he sheathed himself in one brutal, delicious thrust. I nearly came then, my voice filling the nest. If there weren’t so many soft things in here, my voice would have echoed.

Kade didn’t hold back, fucking me hard and fast. I push up on my hands to move and press back into him, fuck him just as hard as he was driving into me. His hand slid up my spine, keeping my chest flush to the pillows. “Stay there, Omega.”

Everything evaporated. His weight came down on that hand, holding me in place while he thrust deeper, the curve of his cock hitting and the piercings dragging against me in absolute. Fucking. Perfection.

A white-hot orgasm exploded, and somewhere far away I heard the sounds I was making. Raw, pure sounds of pleasure and pleading. Everything about this I loved—had dreamed about—and I needed more. “Please,” I found the word somewhere in my brain. “Please, please, please.”

Kade was still fucking me, working me with long, hard strokes. He’d never stopped, and I was shaking from the aftermath of pleasure and ready for the next round. It was so entirely different from the half-heats I’d put myself through and it was the beginning… I couldn’t breathe. I was gone. Not in my right mind, and I didn’t care.

Any concerns or shame I had were back at my house, abandoned.

“Please.”

His body covered mine from behind, voice closer now as he moved. “Please what, baby?”

“Hold me down. I love it when you hold me down.”

His answering growl sent me to the edge of bliss again. I was caught and tamed and pleasured and I needed this and so much more.

“Is that right?” Kade’s hand fisted in my hair, turning my face to the side and pressing it harder into the softness of the nest. “Because I’ve already thought about chasing you when you run, baby. And if being held down is what you want, there’s more where that came from.”

He drove into me harder—feral and savage—the entire world turning golden. The orgasm built on the pleasure already in my body. All-consuming and never ending, I was limp with it. And he still didn’t stop, fucking me with the force of a storm until he came, driving his knot into me.

Knots had never felt like this for me. I’d only had a few, and they hadn’t made me ache and moan. Every cell was like a lightning rod channeling lust and need and fire.

His fingers tightened in my hair, body coming down on mine so I was surrounded by him. Drowning in the scent of campfire and earth. Darkness and deep woods. Everything was raw, and my Omega whined at the presence of the Alpha predator who held me even though I loved every fucking second.

I was impaled and knotted, trapped and frozen exactly where he wanted me.

“You feel good, little one.” Kade’s words rumbled through me. Shudders and shivers of pleasure echoed over my skin. “Mmm.” He inhaled, running his nose up my neck, and a second later he licked over the point of my pulse. I jerked, the burst of heat and awareness of him telling me to run, and I couldn’t. He held me fast with hands, body, and knot.

“We’ll come back to this later.” The promise in those words was so deep, I didn’t doubt them for a second.

And somehow, as his knot loosened enough to release me, it still wasn’t enough. Without him I felt empty and I couldn’t bear it. Couldn’t breathe.

They didn’t make me ask.

Luke turned me over and he was already everywhere. Hands stroking down my arms and ribs, teasing my nipples until they ached. He was straddling my hips, cock laying on my stomach and that wasn’t where I wanted it. Moving, I arched, trying to get him to move with me.

“No,” he said, gazing down at me. There was only kindness and pleasure in those eyes, but there was also nothing which would yield. “Not yet.”

“Luke, please.”

“You’ll get everything you need, little Omega,” he promised. “But you’ll get it when I give it to you and no sooner. I want you soaking wet when I fuck you.”

I reached for him, curving my hands around his shoulders and pulling him down to me. “I already am.”

“Not enough.”

“Luke—”

His hand slipped around my throat, stilling me completely. I was the one who yielded. There was no pressure in his fingers. The gesture alone was enough to make me shudder and gasp, surrendering.

The brush of his lips and breath raised goosebumps all over my body. My nipples hardened even further and between my legs there was a flood of exactly what he wanted. Arousal and wetness, all slick and scent.

Luke’s voice was calm and even, just like it always was, and his free hand skimmed down as he moved, reaching to tease my clit.

My hips arched into his hand. “I want you to feel so good, sweetheart.” He circled my clit with agonizing slowness. “You’re going to come. Hard.”

“Yes.”

“But I also want you to do everything I say. Can you do that for me?”

I nodded. My hands were still on his shoulders, and somewhere my logical brain was surprised Luke was one of the dominant ones, and the rest of me wasn’t surprised at all. The rest of me craved it.

In the periphery, I could sense the rest of the pack, and I looked at them only for my face to be guided firmly back. “All of us are absolutely yours. But right now you’re mine. You’re only going to look at me.”

Yes. I locked my eyes with his, struggling to keep them open as his fingers still moved, teasing me and guiding me toward another impossible peak.

“Luke,” my mouth found his skin, and I tasted him, licking wherever I could find. I loved the salt and flavor of him. Of all of them. I wasn’t sure I was going to survive days of this. It was too good and too overwhelming. “I can’t—I can’t—” my words cut off and morphed into a moan stifled by my mouth on his shoulder.

All at once he moved over me again, sliding into me balls deep. I was too far gone. Dizzying pleasure spun around me as I came around his cock. I was so wet he was having trouble keeping his cock inside me, and I knew it was what he wanted.

He fucked me slow and hard, taking his time touching me. And I wanted to obey him and what he’d said desperately but I also couldn’t wait. I couldn’t take slow. I needed more of him. I needed faster and harder. I needed his knot.

“Later,” I began to beg. “I’ll do whatever you want later. Just take me, Luke. Make it feel better. I’m so empty without your knot, please.”

Something in his eyes shifted, and he gave me everything I wanted. His hand returned to my throat, and he buried himself in me ruthlessly. Over and over again until I came, and came again. I was delirious, and overcome with sensation and need.

The third, or was it the fourth? Orgasm came over me, and I went limp. Bone-deep exhaustion took me, and I could barely keep my eyes open even as I felt the utter perfection of Luke’s knot locking inside me.

My heat wasn’t over—not by a long shot—but the first wave was. For the moment I was sated, and all I felt was happiness as Luke turned us on our sides and wrapped me in a blanket. The beautiful scent of the sea carried me down into sleep.