Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(53)

“How do you want it, sweets?” Sweets. I liked that.

“From behind. Fucking rail me into the mattress.” My voice had turned needy, and I didn’t care for a single second because it seemed to light a fire in Kane’s eyes to match his scent.

He bit one nipple while pinching the other, and I cried out, my cunt feeling like it was going to cramp up on me. With a pop of his lips as he released me, he moved off me and flipped me like I weighed nothing.

“Show me that ass, Kayla girl. I want to admire what I’m about to fuck.” He smacked one cheek, making me squeal with delight.

Jesus, I was lost to these alphas.

I got to my knees and rested my forearms on the bed, my ass in the air, preening like a fucking peacock, and I loved every second of it. “Do you like what you see, Alpha?”

He growled deep in his throat in approval, and I wiggled my ass, presenting it to him for the taking.

“It’s a tough decision whether to fuck your ass or this sexy pussy.” He ran his hand over my cheek and then between my legs, cupping my sex possessively.

“I need your knot,” I whimpered, pressing into his hand as he slid a finger in. I sighed and rested my forehead on a pillow. “No teasing.”

“Your wish is my command.” He removed his finger, and I heard the distinct sound of him sucking his finger before he lined up with my entrance.

His cock filled me in one sharp thrust, my body lurching forward with the force. I cried out, my back and neck arching like I was a cat stretching.

“Tight and wet as fuck.” His hand cracked against my ass again, and I clenched around him. “You like that, Kayla girl?”

“Yes!” My whole body was alive with feeling and my core ached for an orgasm and for his knot to fill me. “Again, harder.”

His fingers dug into my hip, and he pounded into me, our skin slapping against each other in an erotic symphony of sexual bliss. He smacked my ass again, harder this time, making me yelp. It was the good kind of pain that quickly crossed into even more pleasure as my pussy clenched and flooded with slick, ready to take whatever he had to give me.

He reached around me, his fingers going straight to my swollen clit. I cried out as he rolled it between his fingers, my orgasm slamming into me. He worked his hips until his knot was firmly inside me, the noises coming from him strengthening the tidal wave of pleasure pulsing through me.

My body practically convulsed as the first rope of his cum shot into me, his roar telling me just how much pleasure my body was bringing him. I started to collapse onto the mattress, but his arm hooked around me, keeping my hips up as he finished spilling into me in short little thrusts that had me seeing stars.

Every centimeter of my body was tingling, and my chest heaved as my orgasm waned and I went limp underneath him. He shuddered with one last thrust and lowered me to the bed, his body weight pressing into me briefly before he rolled us onto our sides.

“Are you okay?” He peppered kisses along the back of my neck and shoulder, his arm hanging loosely over me and resting by my belly button.

I was too tired to answer and instead put my hand over his, entwining our fingers. I was more than okay.





A different kind of pain woke me what couldn’t have been more than a few hours later. I had no concept of time, my body and brain only really focused on the constant need that simmered between my legs. But what I needed now was food, or I was going to keel over from starvation.

Kane was gone, but in his place, wrapped around me like a protective shield, was Beck. My pussy immediately clenched at the realization he was cuddling with me, and I scrambled from the bed before my hormones got any ideas about needing him right that instant.

He groaned and rolled over onto his stomach, clutching the pillow I had just been sleeping on, but he didn’t wake up. They all had to be exhausted just as much as I was. They’d won a game and then come back here for a different type of game.

I tiptoed to the bathroom and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My hair was a disaster, and I attempted to take the ponytail holder out, only to find it stuck in the tangled mess. I was too weak to care and quickly used the bathroom and washed my hands and face. My body was sticky and gross, but a shower could wait until after I ate because I was damn near about to pass out.

Grabbing the soft terrycloth robe I’d hung on the back of the door as part of my nest preparations, I went back into the bedroom and let out a little squeal when I ran straight into a chest.

“Jesus, Rylan, don’t sneak up on a girl like that.” I pulled on the robe and secured it so he wouldn’t get any ideas just yet. “I need food, and you’d better not tell me you have some right between your legs.”

I looked around for my phone and found it charging on the entertainment center. My parents were probably so worried about me. Taking it off the charger, I swiped it open and found no messages.

“I hope you don’t mind, but as soon as we plugged it in, the notifications were going crazy from your parents, so we sent your mom a text that we were here, and you were fine.” Rylan came behind me and wrapped me in his arms.

“Thank you.” I went back through the texts with a sigh. “I should put a password on this so you guys don’t see all the dick pics guys send me.”

“Haha,” Rylan said dryly and then glanced over at Beck sleeping. “He hasn’t slept, so let’s give him some peace.”