Page 47 of Omega Scorned

"Don't cum," Grayson warned me. "I want to explode inside you when you cum. We'll both go at the same time if you're a good little omega."

My pussy clamped around him with those words and it was all I could do not to cum right then and there.

Jude had slipped underneath me and was feasting on my breast again while Santi cuddled Oren and they both watched us. It warmed my heart to see Santi caring for his omega. At least I hadn't destroyed a relationship.

"Stop looking at them and focus on me," Grayson said from behind me. "Close your eyes, feel me inside you. You feel so good, so silky smooth. Your hot slick is pouring all over my balls. I can't wait to cream your insides."

He kept talking as I kept my eyes closed, focusing on every movement, every twitch of his cock. Jude switched to my other nipple, doubling the sensation.

"Here it comes, I'm giving you my knot," Grayson said, his hips snapping. Suddenly, he thrust forward so hard I almost fell over and his knot was inside, swelling so fast I thought it would burst me at the seams.

"Oh, God," Grayson shouted. He poured into me just as Jude bit my nipple just hard enough to send me over the edge.

My body convulsed, milked every drop of cum from Grayson's body until he leaned back, sated. The pull of his knot against my sensitive muscles made me spasm around him all over again and he groaned.

"Fuck, baby, you're going to milk me so dry, I'll shrivel up."

My body responded and managed to squeeze a few more drops out of him before he muttered, "Please stop, it's getting painful now."

"I can't help it." My speech sounded slurred, even to my ears.

Jude slid out from under me and helped Grayson support my hips until he was ready to slide out of me. A gush of cum and slick followed, but Oren was already there with a damp cloth to wipe everything up. He spread a fresh blanket over the wet mess on the bed and eased me down onto it.

"Get some rest, little omega," Santi said. "We'll be here when you're ready for us."

Virgin or Not?

Emilia

The next few days were a blur of sex and knots and pleasure. Santi and Grayson took turns knotting me when I was desperate and Oren took over in between. Jude played with my breasts and clit and made sure I stayed hydrated and energized with protein bars, but he didn't have sex with me. I was too out of it to realize until near the end.

It had been a few hours since my last desperate rutting and I was feeling restless again. Santi and Grayson had gone to shower, one upstairs and one downstairs, so it was just a sleeping Oren and a playful Jude left in the nest.

Jude sat astride my legs, massaging my sore back. After being twisted up like a pretzel for hours on end, I was a little achy. His hands were magic, working out the knots in each muscle. I giggled at the thought.

"What's so funny?" Jude ran a hand down my spine.

"You're getting the knots out of my back," I chuckled. "I need knots, but you're getting rid of them."

"You don't need these knots," he said drily.

"Why don't you fuck me?"

Jude was quiet for a moment. His hands didn't stop moving over my back. "Because I want you to be present for our first time. Not lost in the heat."

"I'm coherent now."

"And you just took knots for four days straight."

"Jude," I rolled under him and he had to lift up so I didn't throw him onto the bed. "I want to feel you inside me, too. Something's missing from my heat and it's you."

He rolled his eyes. "I don't have a knot, baby girl."

"So?" I eyed the impressive amount of metal on his dick. "I want to feel that. I want you, not a knot."

"You say that now, but when the cramping starts again… "

"Jude, just shut up and fuck her already," Oren groaned from his part of the nest. "We all know you want to. You're gaining nothing by waiting."