Knot So Perfect Omega (Omega Match #1)(28)

“Tonight, you’re going to cry out for me. I want every last whimper, moan, and scream.” He grabbed my chin, his darkened green eyes filled with thunder.

I clenched my thighs together, the ache and wetness between them overwhelming. “I want your knot.”

What the hell was I saying?

A low growl came from his chest, and he backed me up and then spun me around in front of the mirrored wall. He lifted my tank top off and then pushed down my sleep shorts and panties. I was left completely naked in front of the mirror with him standing behind me.

“I want to watch your face as I ruin you for any other alpha.” He wasn’t gentle as he pushed me so my hands were on the rack of weights under the mirror.

“Do it.” I pushed my ass back, presenting it to him for the taking. “Make me scream.”

His hand came down against my sensitive skin, and I whimpered, wiggling my ass in a display of neediness that I didn’t know I was capable of. We might have hated each other’s guts, but I could feel his desire for me in the way his eyes darkened.

He kicked apart my legs, and I gasped as he dropped to his knees behind me and buried his face between them. My back arched, and my hands gripped onto the dumbbells my arms were resting on.

“Beck!” I was panting like an omega in heat and widened my legs further. “Oh, God!”

I thought what had happened in the pool was intense, but Beck’s face buried in my cunt, eating me like a starved wolf, was a whole other level.

Just when I was barreling toward an orgasm, he stopped and stood. “You want my knot, little omega?”

I shuddered, the thought of him burying it inside me making my pussy even more slick in preparation. “Yes.”

“Then beg for it.” His hand smoothed across my ass cheek, and then he smacked it again. “Tell me how bad you want it.”

“I won’t beg you for it.” If I could have growled, I would have. It was bad enough he was calling me little omega, but now he wanted me to beg him for his knot?

He slid his hand between my legs, his finger pushing the tiniest bit inside my pussy. “Then this is all you get.”

I lowered my forehead to rest on my forearm, my entire body trembling as he moved the tip of his finger in and out. It wasn’t nearly enough, and I pushed back, his finger sliding all the way in.

“Naughty girl.” His hand came down again on my ass, and I clenched around his finger. “You like to be spanked.”

“Shut up and fuck me before I just go use a dildo.” I didn’t want to get off from a hunk of silicone, but I would if he was going to torture me.

His finger left me, and I sighed in frustration and started to stand up. His large hand splayed across my upper back, pushing me back down with a growl, and then his cock filled me in one smooth thrust that had me crying out.

I was so ready for him that it didn’t hurt like I’d expected it to, but then again, my dildos weren’t men that got me so slick it felt like I was dripping.

“Fuck, your cunt was made for me.” He pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into me.

“Watch in the mirror as I fuck you.”

My cheeks burned brighter than a freshly bloomed rose, but I did what he asked, the fight leaving my body as he began a torturous snap of his hips. His eyes met mine in the mirror, and I didn’t look away, even though the intensity in them made me nervous.

This was no hate fuck. This was a claiming.

His fingers dug into my hips, holding me steady. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t look away from the intense look of concentration on his face. His mouth was slightly open, his chest heaving, and his muscles flexing.

My breasts swayed and my entire body was flushed with a light sheen of sweat. I could get addicted to this. To him.

He released one of my hips and adjusted his stance so he could reach my clit. My orgasm was building somewhere deep inside me and I hated the needy mewls I was making.

“Beg for it,” he growled between gritted teeth. “Beg for my knot.”

I wanted it so bad it hurt. “Please, Alpha! Oh, God!”

My orgasm ripped through me before I could say more, and he buried himself in me as far as possible and circled his hips, working his knot in. It stung for a second but only served to amplify my orgasm as my pussy clenched around him.

“Fuuuuuck!” Beck spilled inside me, his hips making small thrusts and rotations as he milked every last drop out of his cock.

I was struggling to hold myself up as my orgasm continued to make my body twitch, my pussy convulsing around him like it was starving to drink him up.

He removed his hand from my clit, his arm wrapping around my waist. “Do you trust me?”

My chest was heaving, and I must have lost my damn mind letting him knot me. I knew it wasn’t going to last as long as a knot would during a heat or a rut, but being stuck with him for any amount of time when he was so hot and cold wasn’t ideal.

“You have your knot stuck inside me, so I guess for as long as it lasts, I’m going to have to.”

“Close your legs together and keep them that way. I’m going to spin you around so you can wrap your legs around me.” He had to be kidding, but I did because I was curious how he was going to manage to spin me on his dick. “Relax. It won’t hurt if you stay still and let me do all the work. Try to stay bent, though.”