Knot the Alphas’ Feral Omega

30. Lilah

30

Lilah

Killian slammed the door shut behind us with more force than was probably necessary when we got back to his room. I’m sure I would have found it in myself to protest if my lips hadn’t been more than occupied by him absolutely kissing the life out of me.

I whined softly, my fingers scrabbling at Killian’s chest as he reached down and hooked his fingers under my thighs, hauling me up before I could do more than make a soft sound of eager assent. I wrapped my legs and arms around his waist and neck, and he carried me over to the bed, not releasing me even for a second before the two of us were tumbling on the bed and his heavy weight settled comfortingly on top of me.

His lips devoured mine, and I groaned into his mouth as I kissed him back just as fiercely. When I had woken that morning sandwiched between Killian and Emmett, it was like my body was just barely starting to get back with the program of being sexually interested after my time at the facility, and now that some time had passed, it realized that I was fucking starving for it.

Starving for touch. Starving for affection. Starving for the full, focused, undivided attention of my alpha—my first alpha, who had never made me feel anything less than what I was.

My fingers dug into Killian’s back, and he tore away from me, his eyes slightly wild in the darkness of his room. The only light that illuminated us was the moonlight shining in from the crack of the curtains, highlighting how unhinged Killian looked as he looked down at me.

“Tell me you want me,” he said, his voice low and harsh.

I didn’t take it personally, even though it sounded as though he was fucking furious with me. I could feel the evidence of how untrue that was grinding against my hip, and my body was vibrating with how much I wanted him, too, meaning that it was all but impossible for me to get the words out without moaning or whining or begging in every nonverbal way that I knew how.

“Please, Alpha,” I begged. “Please, I fucking want you. I...fuck...”

My hands slid up into his hair, and I tightened my legs around his hips, moving just enough that I was able to grind my pussy up against the hard length of his cock. The sensation was dulled through the thin layers of our clothes, but that didn’t stop me from gasping out my pleasure as my swollen clit finally got the contact I was craving.

I moaned, grinding harder, and Killian growled before his hands snatched the sides of my little sleep shorts and tore them off with one sharp jerk.

The harsh sound of fabric tearing was almost enough to tear me out of the stupor of arousal and desire that I’d found myself in, and I shook my head desperately, whining more as I thrust my hips up. The air was cool and tantalizing against the newly exposed folds of my pussy, and I whimpered when I felt Killian lean close, his fingers digging into the tender insides of my thighs as he held my legs open, leaving me exposed—wide and desperate for him to do whatever he liked.

“Killian...” I squirmed, and he chuckled, the sound slightly manic as he leaned close, his breath brushing over my pussy.

“Hold still, baby girl,” he murmured. “I’m fucking starving.”

Then he leaned down and sealed his lips around the swollen bud of my clit, and I arched my back so much I nearly levitated off the bed.

I had been living with the alphas for a month before Oliver had rejected me, and it was true that our relationship had started off...with a bang, so to speak. But after that first night, nothing more had happened beyond some heavy petting and making out, which had been deliberate. The whirlwind of courting had made my head spin, and I hadn’t wanted us to go too far or too fast before everything was official between myself and them.

That meant we’d been building up a dam of sexual frustration for fucking weeks before Oliver had rejected me, and now...now my body was feeling it.

I was burning, desperate, as Killian flicked his tongue over my clit. The faint bites of pain from his fingers on my thighs only made the pleasure of his mouth that much better, and I whimpered as I tried to thrust my hips up into his face to get him to touch me more .

“Patience, baby,” he murmured, pulling away just enough to speak. His lips brushed over my clit, making my head spin, and I whimpered again, jerking in his iron grasp, managing to get exactly nowhere. He chuckled, and when he looked up at me, there was a familiar, teasing glint in his eye that I hadn’t seen since he had found me at the facility and brought me home.

It was like a punch to the gut to see him just a little bit lighter than he had been before, to know that he was slowly relaxing and beginning to trust in me again like I was learning to trust them.

I softened, and the raging need inside of me faded for a moment. I reached down and brushed my fingers through his dark curls, purring softly when he leaned into my touch.

“I don’t know how much more patient I can be, Killian,” I whispered. The moment was suddenly heavy with meaning, and he eyed me from his spot between my legs, his hips subtly working as he ground his cock against the bed.

The sight of him so overcome with arousal that I didn’t think he was even aware of what his body was doing almost shoved me over the edge right then and there. I gasped, and my head fell back as I clutched tighter to Killian’s hair, shoving him down into my pussy without another word.

The growl that vibrated through my sensitive folds tore a choked moan out of me, and I held Killian in place as I ground down against his tongue, whimpering helplessly as my mind went blank. Everything that we were dealing with, the complicated emotional journey that we still had yet to go on...all of it faded away as I moaned and lost myself in the way my alpha was eating my pussy like it was his last meal.

He squeezed my thighs one more time and then released me, one hand sliding up so that he could tease his fingertips at my entrance. I gasped, my fingers tightening in his hair, and he chuckled softly before he eased one finger inside of me.

The sudden fullness, even of that single digit, was shocking, and I clenched desperately around it. I ground down against his tongue, the scent of my arousal making the air sweet, and I whined as Killian slowly fingered me, loosening me up before nudging a second finger in alongside the first.

“Killian, please...” His fingers crooked up against my G-spot, and my eyes squeezed shut at the pleasure. Killian didn’t say anything; he just purred before renewing his efforts tenfold, flicking his tongue light and fast over my clit while he rubbed his fingers up against my spot and made me groan.

God, he was so fucking good at this— too good. I needed, I wanted...

“Killian... Alpha , please...” My head thrashed side to side, the pleasure building low in my belly almost too much for me to handle.

“Mine,” he growled. He sucked on my clit again, and then, more quickly than I could be aware of, his head moved, his teeth flashing out and sinking into the tender inside of my thigh as his fingers worked me open harder, faster.

I yelped, my fingers spasming in his hair, and he sucked hard, no doubt bruising the tender flesh with his lips and tongue, and the slick sound of my pussy made my cheeks burn hot with humiliation and desire.

“Alpha...” I clenched, and my desire flared between us, more of my scent pouring into the air and making him groan.

“Lilah...” He sucked on the burning spot on my thigh one more time before he released me, rising until he was hovering over me. The smile on his face was fucking unhinged, and he leaned down to press a hard kiss to my lips, his fingers continuing to work between my thighs even as the hard length of his cock pressed against my hip.

“Killian, please...I want you...” I gasped.

All of the reasons I’d had for not wanting to have sex with them before we were bonded were perfectly valid, and I stood by them. Not losing my virginity to the first pack that offered to court me was important to me, and I hadn’t wanted to go too far before I was sure that they were the ones, scent-matches and mates or not .

But now, after everything we’d been through and everything we still had to deal with going forward...all of those reasons seemed immature and silly, at the very least. My pussy was clenching and desperately empty, and every time Killian ground his hard cock against me and filled my nose with his scent, I couldn’t help wanting .

“I want you too, baby girl,” he growled. He looked down at me, and the care in his eyes—despite his obvious desire—helped my stomach settle. “Are you sure, though?”

I reached down to wrap my hand around his dick. The thickness of it filled my palm, making my pussy clench around his fingers, and his eyes flashed alpha gold as his hips jerked involuntarily into my touch.

I nodded, whispering, “I’m sure. I’m so fucking sure. I’m going to fucking die if I don’t feel you inside of me, I swear to God.”

He chuckled softly, his fingers teasing me a little deeper, stretching me until my eyes rolled into the back of my head. “Oh, that might be an exaggeration, baby girl,” he teased, his voice lower, a deliciously sexy rumble. “I think you could stand a little more teasing. Maybe you could be a good, sweet little omega and lay back while I have my fill of your cunt on my tongue...”

His filthy words made my pussy spasm, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him close. “I swear to God, Killian, if you don’t fuck me, then I’m going to tie you up and then go to one of my other alphas to get what I need,” I growled.

The possessiveness of my words would have shocked me if I was in a normal state of mind, but as it was, they felt right . A lazy smile curled up Killian’s lips, and he leaned down to brush his nose against mine.

“Are you sure they’re the ones you want, baby girl?” he whispered, his voice dripping with amusement.

Then he pushed away, breaking the hold I had on his neck and shoving his pants down until the hard length of his cock sprang free. My mouth watered and my pussy clenched at the intimidating length and girth of it. Yes, I’d felt it in my hand, but seeing it in person and feeling it under clothes were two entirely different scenarios.

Killian wrapped a hand around the length of his cock and stroked, his smirk growing wider as I watched him. He knew that I was bluffing—there was no way I would leave this room right now to go find Emmett or Oliver—and that meant he could tease me as much as he wanted, knowing that my threats were empty.

But god, I wanted him. I wanted him inside of me now .

“Please, Alpha,” I whined. I spread my legs further and reached down to grab the hem of my sleep shirt, pulling it over the top of my head and revealing my tits.

My nipples were hard and ached in the cool air of the room, and I bit my lip as I reached up to tease one of them with my fingertips, spreading my legs open further to bare myself completely to him. “Please...please fuck me. I want you. I want you to be my first. Help me...” I whimpered. “Help me get better.”

Killian’s hand jerked on his cock, and he closed his eyes, letting out a groan. They were blazing alpha gold when he opened them again, and I could feel his wolf right under the surface of his consciousness, straining for me, begging to be let out.

My wolf responded in kind, and the growl that erupted from me was quiet and submissive. It was nothing like his—or the other two’s—intimidating alpha barks, but that wasn’t my role in this pack.

“ Fuck ,” Killian breathed.

Then he released his cock and crawled until he was hovering over me, his eyes intense in the darkness as he looked down at me. His bare cock nudged up against my hip, and the scent of his arousal permeating his scent made me whine and reach up for him again.

“Yes, fuck, yes,” I mumbled, burying my face in his neck. The scent of alpha and Killian and mate made my head spin, and when I spread my legs to let him settle between them, Killian growled, and that seemed to be the last fucking straw.

He reached down and notched the head of his cock against my pussy, grabbing one of my thighs with his other hand and hitching it up around his hip. The new position spread me perfectly, letting his cock slip against my slick folds, and I groaned at the sensation against my sensitive flesh.

Killian hesitated, and his voice was tight when he spoke. “You can stop me at any time, Lilah,” he said through gritted teeth. “I don’t care if we’re both two seconds away from coming. The second you tell me we’re done, we’re fucking done. Understand?”

I nodded frantically, my hips jerking up against him as I desperately tried to get him inside of me. “Yes, yes, I understand. Please, Alpha, please...”

He leaned down and pressed our lips together, claiming my mouth in a deep, soul-wrenching kiss as he finally gave me what I wanted and nudged the head of his cock inside of me.

Even though he had stretched me with his fingers and teased me until I was literally dripping on the bed underneath us, the stretch as I spread around him was fucking intense . I let out a squeak as he pushed in, and he groaned into my mouth before he pulled away, resting his forehead against mine.

“Fuck, Lilah,” he managed, his voice choked—with pleasure? Pain?

Nerves swirled in my stomach, and I opened my mouth to ask that very question when he finished, “You are so fucking tight, baby girl. You need to relax if you’re going to let me all the way in.”

He nudged a little bit deeper, and I moaned as I felt the intense fullness further inside of me. The stretch of his fingers had nothing, nothing on this. My jaw dropped, and I couldn’t help the tiny, choked little moans that escaped me as my muscles slowly unlocked, and I relaxed enough to let him press further. The intensity was almost more than I could handle, and that was before he stopped pushing and pulled away from me to look me in the eye.

“This might sting a little,” he murmured. “Are you ready?”

I swallowed, and nodded. The concept of physical virginity was nothing new to me, of course, but...I’d thought that his fingers would have stretched me enough.

His hips thrust forward, and the sudden bite of pain between my legs made me squeak. My fingernails immediately dug into the back of Killian’s neck where I was clinging to him, and he buried his face in my neck, breathing in my scent and making soft, soothing sounds.

“There you go, baby girl. You’re doing so good, fuck, look at you, you’re taking all of me...”

Once the spike of pain died off, I was immediately hit by a new sensation of... completeness .

“Full,” I gasped. I felt like I couldn’t get any air into my lungs, and Killian had the nerve to chuckle at me, winking as he pulled away and looked down at the place where we were joined.

“Mmm, yes, you are, aren’t you?” he breathed. “All stretched and tight around me. Such a good omega.” He dropped one hand between my legs, his thumb gently stroking at the point where we were joined, and I let out another needy wail that made him chuckle and pull back close to me, pressing tiny kisses all over my face as I tried to get my body to relax.

His cock was all the way inside of me, and he was fucking huge . His pelvis ground against mine as he continued to whisper soft sounds of contentment and comfort to me, and his hips worked in tiny circles, dragging pleasure out of my clit. He pulled away and then sank back in, and I whined as I thrust my hips up against him, the gentle tease not doing anything for me now that he was inside of me.

“Killian,” I breathed, weaving my fingers through his hair and pulling him away just enough that I could look him in the eye. “I say this with all the care in my heart.” My voice was breathless, and his eyes narrowed with amusement as I finished, “I’m not going to break. So fuck me.”

He cocked his head to the side, and a smirk tugged at his lips. “Whatever my omega wants,” he purred.

Then he pulled out and slammed back home with one thrust, tearing a yelp out of me. The pace that he set was fucking brutal after that, and the only thing I could do as he fucked into my pussy, hard and fast, was cling to his neck and bury my face into his skin, breathing in his scent and feeling the warmth of his pulse against my cheek.

The pleasure...it was intense. It was almost too fucking much. I’d thought that I liked it when Killian fingered me, when any of them fingered me, rather, but...this was something entirely different. This was new . This was... everything .

“Alpha, Alpha, Alpha...” I groaned, clenching down around him.

The sound of my slickness as he fucked into me was intense, and I felt a pulse of heat go through my body as he picked up the pace. My arousal and desperation spiked, and vaguely, I wondered when my first heat was going to hit. I’d presented as an omega a while ago now, and these things usually took a few months, so theoretically, it could happen any day now...

Killian slammed inside of me, scattering my thoughts, and he growled as he pressed his lips against my ear, shoving one hand between our bodies so that he could work my clit hard and fast in time with his thrusts.

“You’re perfect, baby girl. So fucking perfect. Such a tight, wet, needy little pussy for me to fuck. Listen to yourself. Do you hear how wet you are?” He chuckled, the sound slightly unhinged, and picked his pace up. “Of course you do. Desperate little girl, such a sweet omega. Is this what you wanted? For your alpha to fuck you? Well, you got your wish. I’m going to fuck you as much as you need, whenever you need—sometimes, even when you think you don’t need it. Your body needs your alphas, and I’m going to make sure to do my part to make sure that you are. Wholly. And completely. Satisfied .”

My moans grew in pitch with his filthy words until I was practically screaming the house down as my body rocketed towards an orgasm. I was nearly positive that we had woken the other two up with our antics; I could faintly hear Emmett moving around in his room, and his heart rate was faster than usual. The walls of the house were thick, muffling the sounds and affording the resident shifters some privacy, but still. He was affected by us, and nothing would convince me otherwise.

I couldn’t hear Oliver, but the faint bond in my chest pulsed with awareness, making me believe that he could hear us, too.

The filthy thought turned me on even more, and I moaned even louder, more wantonly, helplessly, as I clenched down around Killian and mouthed desperately at his neck, wanting to bite but not wanting to overstep any boundaries.

“Please,” I whimpered. “I’m so close. God, I’m close. Please, Alpha, please...make me come...”

I sounded needy and desperate and pathetic, just the way that he said I was, and he chuckled darkly in my ear, pinching my clit firmly between his fingers and working it with tiny, intense movements of friction.

“Of course you are,” he cooed condescendingly. “Your body knows that you need me, baby girl. Give in to what you need, and I’ll make you fucking fly. You won’t know what it’s like not to be dripping with my cum ever again. Now that I know what your pussy feels like around my cock, I’m not letting you go. Fucking ever .” He pulled away, ignoring my needy whine as I tried to pull him back close, and he grinned wickedly at me as he pinched my clit harder between his fingers. “Now be a good girl for me and fucking come .”

He slammed home, his cock pressing firmly against my G-spot. He continued to work my clit with harsh, just-this-side-of-pleasurable movements, and the gleam of alpha gold in his eyes was what did it. I tossed my head back and screamed as I shattered, falling over the edge, and my claws popped out as I dug my nails into his back, marking him up as I squeezed him and rode the waves of pleasure.

My pleasure made him growl and then hiss, seeming to send him over the edge as well. He let out an unintelligible string of curses as he slammed home inside of me and tossed his head back, squeezing his eyes shut as his abs tensed, and he emptied his cock inside of me.

Then, almost before I was aware of what he was doing, he pressed the rapidly swelling bulge of his knot against me and then shunted forward that last little bit necessary to lock himself inside of me. His knot swelled behind my pelvic bone, sliding into place easily, and I gasped as he stretched me even further than he had been before, making everything hazy and sparkly and so...fucking... good .

The sudden rush of warmth between my legs, locked fully into place by the knot stoppering me up, was enough to squeeze out an extra few pulses of pleasure from my orgasm. I whimpered, shaking my head and nodding in turn as my body struggled to adjust to the five thousand sensations I was contending with.

Killian was careful as he collapsed on top of me, holding his weight carefully so that he was only comfortingly covering me rather than crushing me.

“Mmm...” My fingers found his hair again, and I carded through the soft curls, holding my alpha close. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist and sighed as he buried his face in my neck and breathed me in.

“Mate,” he murmured, his voice more wolf than man. He nipped possessively at the skin there, leaving a stinging mark, and I swallowed against the sudden rush of emotion as he rolled us to the side and wrapped his arms securely around me, keeping me safe.

That was the first time he had called me that since everything had happened. And, while my biology knew what these three alphas were to me, the tiny voice in the back of my head whispered doubt—a voice that Oliver had put in place and would have to work to get rid of.

But having Killian here right now, knotted tightly inside me, holding me against his rapidly thudding heart, and calling me his mate...it was the first step of many in slowly healing my heart.