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

I silenced him with a kiss, not needing any more apologies. They would probably spend the rest of their lives making up for the fact that they weren’t there when my heat hit.

Our tongues tangled together and the ache between my legs and in my lower belly quickly became painful. I needed another knot and I needed it now.

I heard the door open as Rio ground his dick against my clit. The bed dipped, Kane’s warm smoky scent making my blood boil. There was the faint scent of bacon too, which made my stomach grumble with hunger. I hadn’t eaten since our date.

Rio’s lips left mine, and I whimpered from the loss of contact. But they were quickly replaced by Kane’s and Rio rolled off me so Kane could take over. I didn’t know how long it had been since they’d gotten home and Rio had knotted me, but none of that mattered; I was going to need them all before I was satisfied.

Kane kissed me like he hadn’t in months, and I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer to me. He kissed down my neck, sucking on a spot that he seemed to like the most.

“That’s where you’ll bite me.” It wasn’t a question so much as a proclamation that the spot was his to take when it was time.

“Yes.” He pulled back to look into my eyes. “I’m sorry we weren’t here. I should have listened to my instincts.”

“No. You listened to me. That’s more important sometimes.” I smiled, and he chuckled, moving his lips to my nipple and sucking it between his lips. “Fuck me, that feels good.”

I wanted to take things slowly but also wanted him to flip me already and pound into me. My hips moved against him, my slick coating his dick as he plucked my other nipple between his fingers.

“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.