Page 48 of Knot As It Seems

“You never need to beg me, Fable. What do you need? You want my mouth? My fingers? My knot?”

Her eyes fly open on that last word, head nodding percussively as she pulls her knees up and opens herself up to me.

“Fucking beautiful, Omega. You’re so good. I’m going to give you exactly what you need, okay? You have us now; you never have to feel this pain again.”

She looks, for just a moment, as if she doesn’t believe me, but then I’m feeding the tip of my flushed cock into her body, hell bent on helping her to find relief.

For alphas, seeing to an omega in the full throes of heat isn’t as sexual as you’d think. It’s more about being a caretaker, similar to caring for someone important to you when they’re sick. It’s wholly different than when we’re intimate outside of heats, so my body doesn’t need to be convinced I want sex, even though I haven’t slept in over 24 hours and was in jail for more than that. It doesn’t matter that our girl is currently being monitored for health and safety reasons either, because the pheromones her body is pumping out have me and every other alpha in this room in a chokehold. I guarantee that each and every one of them is hard and ready to see to our omega right this second, even though they haven’t so much as touched her yet.

I guess what I’m trying to explain is that tending to an omega in heat is more medical than sexual, but gods damn does the sex feel incredible. I don’t even care that my thoughts are so contradictory right now, because I’ve got my hands wrapped around her knees, staring down at her creamy thighs, watching my cock drive into her.

Her slick is dripping everywhere, making the more animal side of me emerge, ready to fall into rut and see herthrough this heat.

A few pumps and my knot is already inflated, bumping against her opening not unlike a battering ram. From this angle, it feels impossible that she’ll be able to take me, to take all of me, but with the next roll of my hips she’s bearing down, forcing her body to accept me.

I nearly collapse on top of her as she swallows my knot like it’s nothing, vision going white as her body clamps down on me, giving her the relief she needs as she milks me for every drop of cum I’m worth.

I feel like a fucking geyser, hips stuttering incessantly while I pour into her, my body working overtime to fill her up with cum so she won’t hurt anymore.

Man, biology is fucking wild.

She breathes deeply for the first time since we’ve been in the room and I find my shaky limbs will actually work to hold me up after all, so I push myself up to see her stunning face and rest my forehead on hers.

She’s gone soft now, her face relaxed and her eyelashes fluttering prettily.

It’s imperative that I clean my bite. I need to nurse it, need to make sure our bond is as strong as it can possibly be in this moment, so I sink my teeth right over the old bite, getting nice and deep so my saliva can heal her and re-affirm our connection.

She shudders underneath me, coming again, somehow making me pulse out a deplorable stream of cum into her.

She blinks up at me, eyes clear. “Calloway. You’re here.” Fable looks around the mass of my body, taking in all of her alphas standing in this ridiculous room, wearingridiculous robes. “You’re all here. Moon, is he—”

The growl isn’t even something I can control.

Fable’s eyes widen, flashing to me, and that sass she’s known for rises up. “Calloway fucking Lovall. Did you justgrowlat me? For paying attention to one of my alphas? I may be afflicted right now, and stuck on your gods damn knot, but I will talk to any of my alphas I see fit, do I make myself clear?”

She grabs my ponytail with a pathetically weak grip, and I almost don’t bite back the sudden sound of amusement in time. I take a cleansing breath instead and focus on my breathing so I don’t piss her off further. Never mind that she’s decided I’ll be taking her last name.

“He hurt you,” I remind her, in case the medical stay has wiped her memories.

Her grip suddenly gets stronger, yanking my ponytail roughly so I’m fully at her mercy. I hiss in a breath as her sharp nails threaten to pierce into my scalp, baring my neck in submission.

She likes that.

“That’s much better, thank you. Turns out you do have some manners after all. While we’re on the topic of interesting things we’ve done, would you like to explain to the class why you have a fucking secret voyeur room attached to the room you sleep in?”

Shit. I never explained that, did I? This is such an awkward thing to talk about while I’m stuck inside of her. “It was there when we moved in, never got around to doing anything to it. As you saw though, it might come in handy on occasion.”

She squints her eyes at me, accepting my explanation, then goes right back to the one member of our pack she hasn’t bonded yet. “Moon. Get over here.Now.”

Fable glares at me while she makes her demands, practically daring me to growl at her or Moon again. When neither happens, her cunt squeezes me beautifully, making me moan as my hips twitch.

“Moon. I believe you have something to say to me, yes?”

“Fucking dumbass,” somebody behind me mutters under their breath.

Fortunately, Fable understands this comment was aimed at Moon, not at her, so they’re all safe-ishfrom her wrath right now.

When Fable finally releases my hair and sinks her hand down to my hips, her pointy-ass nails millimeters away from my balls, I understand the threat and decide I’m going to comply with her.