CHAPTER SIX #2
His words, so tender in the midst of such raw need, washed over me like a balm. I was an omega who hadn’t been able to take a knot in the past. My body wouldn't allow it, wouldn't stretch for it.
And I couldn’t get aroused, couldn’t get wet enough to make my sexual encounters pleasurable. But this was different. These were my mates. I was made for them, and they were made for me. I could take their knots. I would take them.
“Relax, and accept all of him, omega. Take that cock. It’s yours.”
Ryung’s words caused more slick to spill from me, coating Moon’s cock, easing his way as the prince groaned. Relaxing my body, I focused on the pleasure and bloomed for my prince, opening like a flower in the sun, my body relaxing to accept Moon’s girth.
He continued easing into me, jaw clenched as he took his time, letting me adjust to his size. Each inch brought a new sliver of pleasure-pain, a new sense of fullness, until I felt like I was being remade from the inside out.
"That's it, little omega. You're doing such a good job," Ryung told me.
Apparently, I had a praise kink, because his words had my scent spiking and my pussy fluttering around Moon's cock.
"Need you in my mouth," I told Ryung.
Ryung smiled, the expression hungry and promising.
"Trust me, sweetheart, I'm going to fuck that sassy little mouth of yours soon. But Moon will snap my neck off if I get too close to you right now."
Those words shouldn't excite me. Violence shouldn't be a turn-on. But I was a murderous little witch, and he was speaking my love language. Moon was still filling me up. I'd never felt so full, so stretched.
The initial discomfort was fading, leaving in its wake pleasure that built with every inch that filled me. My body accommodated him, welcomed him, drew him deeper until I was taking all of him.
A whine escaped me when he bottomed out in my pussy, his knot pressing against my entrance. The thrill of being completely filled by him, stretched to my limits, made me dizzy with pleasure.
Licking his lips, Ryung whispered to Moon, "Fuck our omega good. Show her how a real alpha treats his princess."
Moon's eyes darkened with sensual hunger as he drew back slowly, his cock sliding almost all the way out, the ridge of his head catching at my entrance before he paused. A whine started in my chest, a desperate plea for him to fill me again, to not leave me empty.
The sound was silenced when he thrust into me, filling me in one smooth movement that stole my breath. Pleasure exploded in my body, making me shudder beneath him. And when he pulled back and thrust into me again, I swear my pussy wept tears of joy.
This was nothing like sex in the past. This was so much more. So much better. I wanted to weep for the old me, for all the pleasure I'd never known existed. I had so much to experience, so much to learn.
Moon set a rhythm that had pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in my core. Each thrust sent shockwaves of ecstasy rippling through me, making my toes curl and my back arch. He was reaching places inside me that I hadn't known existed.
He was touching nerves that had never been awakened before. I'd become a creature of pure sensation, my world narrowed to the point where our bodies joined. Each thrust was punctuated by a grunt from Moon, each withdrawal by a whispered gasp of what sounded like my name.
He was beyond words now, beyond thought, reduced to pure sensation and primal need. His rhythm grew more insistent, more desperate, his grip on my hips tightening as he fucked me harder, faster.
The pressure at my entrance increased, his knot swelling. I should have been scared. I should have tensed up. But my body knew what it wanted, what it needed. My omega was screaming for it, ready for it, blooming for it.
“Knot me, alpha,” I groaned.
With a guttural roar that echoed through the forest, Moon shoved into me hard, his knot pushing past my entrance, stretching me impossibly wider before my body clamped down around it.
And then that knot stretched even further, locking us together. I was knotted, finally, for the first time in my life. My omega was the happiest she'd ever been, purring with satisfaction as Moon continued rocking into me, small movements that sent ripples of pleasure through my entire body.
My orgasm hit me without warning, crashing over me like a tidal wave. One moment, I was teetering on the edge, overwhelmed by the sensations. Next, I was falling, drowning in pleasure so intense I almost passed out.
My vision blurred as happy tears trailed down my cheeks, my body no longer under my control. Every muscle in my body tensed, thighs trembling, my inner walls clenching rhythmically around his knot.
I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, could only feel as blinding pleasure exploded through me. I heard myself crying out, the sound raw and primal. I could hear Moon groaning MINE as if from a great distance, feel the subtle jerking of his hips as his own release overtook him.
Even with his knot fully seated inside me, locking us together, he managed tiny thrusts that prolonged my pleasure, that pushed me higher when I thought I couldn't possibly feel more.
His cum filled me in hot spurts, warming me from the inside, marking me as his in the most erotic way possible. My eyes squeezed shut against the onslaught. I couldn't have opened them if I tried.
All I could do was lie there and shudder as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me, damn near drowning me in ecstasy. My toes curled, my fingers dug into the snow beneath me, my breaths coming in short gasps.
"You cum beautifully, sweetheart," Ryung rasped from beside me, his voice thick with arousal.
His lips brushed my temple. And when he spoke again, his tone was filled with wonder and a possessive pride that made my heart swell.
"Look at you, taking his knot so perfectly. Our sweet omega,” Ryung whispered.
I couldn't respond. Words were beyond me now. All I could do was whimper as Moon continued filling me up. We were locked together, joined in the most intimate way possible, unable to part until his knot went down.
The thought sent another aftershock of pleasure through me, making me clench around him again, drawing a hiss from his lips. Then I felt Moon’s hand against my chin, turning my head to the side, exposing my throat to him.
His lips pressed against my neck, right over my scent gland. His breath caressed my skin, sending shivers down my spine. As his teeth grazed me there, my heart pounded harder, anticipation building.
This was it. The moment that would make me truly his and him truly mine. His teeth sank into my flesh, bonding us together forever. Pain flashed through me before melting into something else entirely.
Something warm and golden that spread through my veins like honey, connecting us in ways I could feel deep in my soul. He slowly withdrew his teeth from my neck, his tongue lapping gently at the wound, sealing it, marking me forever.
A sense of peace crept over me. For someone who'd spent her life fighting, running, hiding who she was, this surrender should have felt like defeat. Instead, it felt like victory. Like finally coming home after a lifetime of wandering alone.
For the first time in my life, I felt like an omega.