18. Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen
Halley
His cock goes in easily. I'm so wet it's embarrassing, but I still gasp, my toes curling at the sudden, filled sensation.
Finally, my Prime Alpha is inside me.
Knox makes a keening sound at the back of his throat as he pulls out and fucks back in again, picking up the pace as he figures out the angle he wants.
I'm momentarily reminded that this is Knox's first time having penetrative sex, but other than the wide-eyed expression on his face, I'd never know. This is instinct, and he's an Alpha falling entirely into his rut.
My legs tighten around his waist, pressed open wider than feels comfortable, and I like the stretched burn in my muscles. Knox is big, and he’s strong, driving in with pressure I can feel behind my hips.
I know the others are in the nest. I can sense them around us, but they’re not touching me. I understand why. Knox in rut is intimidating, and getting between a delirious Omega and a rutting Alpha is a recipe for having your hand snapped in two.
"Uh!" I cry out as Knox pushes all the way in on a hard thrust like he's checking to see how much of his cock my pussy can actually take. It makes me feel unfathomably full until he pulls out again.
I can feel my first orgasm coming on way faster than it normally would.
All I know right now is the frustration and delicious tension that's been evolving since the day I met Knox is finally finding a target.
"Mmmm, yes! Knox—"
Knox's cock drags over my O-spot, already swollen and desperate for relief. His rhythm breaks its steady pace as he becomes distracted by nuzzling into my neck, growling low against my skin.
"Alpha?" I manage as his lips ghost over my mating gland, the place I've kept hidden and safe from the rest of the world my entire life.
The place to bite if he is ready to claim me as his Omega forever.
Frack, I'm ready.
My eyes roll up and flutter closed as Knox stays there, breathing on it but not biting.
"Alpha, Alpha, Alpha," I hear myself chanting, my heels scrambling at his thighs, trying to find purchase to match his thrusts but unable.
I need his knot. I need his bite.
I can smell his desire, and it's choking me with its intensity. Ink and spice.
Why isn't he biting?
We've waited so long. Worked so hard to get to this moment.
I need him to make me his.
"Halley," his voice makes its way through to my pleasure-addled brain.
"Mm?" I manage in a half-exhale.
"Omega, please," he answers, his voice strained and rough, his body shaking with restraint.
I finally realize why he's lingering. He's waiting for permission.
"Yes! Oh, yes, yes, yes!" I gasp, rambling my enthusiastic consent, and I hope it's enough because I can't find better words at the moment, not with his cock pounding so deliciously into me.
Thankfully, my Prime Alpha gets it.
He leans in again, a brush of lips, and then a sharp pain bursts across my neck.
A rainbow of color explodes behind my eyes, and I cry out, sobbing as my orgasm crests and the pain morphs into pleasure.
Finally!
My back arches, hands twisting against his restraint as Knox continues to fuck me through the orgasm, his teeth still locked in place deep in my broken mating gland.
Our bond, always the weakest in my chest out of our Pack, strums to life, shoring up into a golden braid. It's not a thread capable of being cut anymore. It's unbreakable and solid.
For the first time, Knox doesn’t feel distant in my chest.
This is it.
Knox is mine.
I'm his.
The part of our Pack bond that always felt unfinished finally closes around him.
A highway of Knox's emotions opens wide, and they scream into me.
I feel the toe-crinkling, mind-melting pleasure of biting his Omega and claiming her as his.
It's blinding with satisfaction, and under all that pride, I feel the part of him that has wanted this for longer than he knew how to admit. He doesn’t only want my body.
He wants the bond, the Pack, the forever of it.
I didn't know that it was possible to get wetter, but I feel a spurt of slick smoothing the way for Knox's cock even more.
His other hand finds its way to my head, smoothing back wispy baby hairs and the rogue strand that escaped Shade’s braid to stick to my face.
It's soft and sweet. Until it isn't.
His gentle touch switches as he fists the braid at the back of my head and wrenches it to the side for better access. He bears down on me, his teeth firmly in the meat of my mating gland, and he works his bite deeper, reaching the muscle below.
"Ah!" I scream out as pain bullies pleasure out of the way for a moment.
I hear the distant masculine shouts from around me.
"Fuck, Knox. Ease up, you're gonna bite her shoulder off," Shade's voice pierces through the ringing in my ears.
I'm jostled, Knox's teeth ripping out of my flesh as he's shoved. A feral roar bellows from our Prime Alpha, his cock still pounding into me, unable to stop fucking his Omega even as he's threatened.
There is a brief tussle as Knox growls, snaps, and snarls the other Pack members into submission.
I can barely focus on the fight. Too doped up on the rush of dopamine flooding my body from my orgasm, making me sag with floaty, serene pleasure into the soft nest.
I lie there in a haze of bliss as Knox releases his hold on my arms and hooks my drooping legs over his biceps, folding me in half. A position I would never have been able to hold if it weren't for months of vigorous physical training by this exact, hardheaded Alpha.
My hands scramble to grip his back, nails scratching and fingers clenching.
He can't stop. He's all Alpha instinct, the beast in complete control now, fucking in and out of my sensitive Omega hole.
I can feel another orgasm coming already. The O-spot is throbbing with overstimulation, so swollen that it's unable to hide from the constant assault. My body is responsive, each touch bringing me both relief and craving, but I know my body won't settle until I'm given a big, fat Alpha knot.
Knox hasn't moved from the bonding bite. He's working it over with fixated attention, switching between long, languid licks and greedy mouthfuls of my neck. There is a constant growl coming from deep in his chest, somewhere between a territorial snarl and a satisfied rumble.
His thrusts pick up the pace, his hips driving in until each one punches the breath out of me.
"Feel so fucking good around my cock, Omega. My princess was made for me to pin down and fuck, weren't you?" he slurs between licking and sucking at my throbbing mating bite. "Gonna hold you down and knot you again and again. Make you take all my come. Fill you up."
He's completely gone. An Alpha in full rut uttering mindless filth.
A ripple of unease flickers through the bond, gone before I can chase it.
At the thought of his knot, my inner Omega perks up, clenching my walls around the invading cock.
I can feel the first signs of swelling at the base, stretching my entrance on each thrust in and out.
"Ah! Mmm, please — uh, uh, uh — give me your knot."
I tighten both arms around his neck, clinging and dragging him down tighter against me until we are as close as possible.
Around us, the others shift in the nest, but I can't focus on anything but Knox. I buck my hips, trying to encourage him on. I need his knot; I needed it months ago in that training camp. It's long overdue.
"Don't stop," I gasp, aware that it's already too late for that. There was no way Prime Alpha Knox in rut was going to let his Omega go now, not when I can feel his stomach muscles bunching up as his orgasm crests.
"Knot me! Yes, Alpha," I beg as I feel Knox tense, my second orgasm, primed to crash at the same time as his.
He groans long and low as he comes inside with one last fuck forward. I can feel his come, hot and gushing, inside me, and the knot swelling insistently at my entrance, ready to lock against my O-spot and give me the ultimate bliss.
My eyes spring open.
Something is wrong.
The bond jerks hard.
As if in slow motion, I watch as Blaze dives out of the nest with Viper already behind him. Shade follows them with a curse, and all three of them charge the door.
There is shouting and movement at the threshold, and before I understand what's happening, Knox is gone too.
I cry out in distress, my body clenching down on nothing as the ruined orgasm tears through me. I was so close. Knox was right there, and now his knot is gone.
I burst into tears, hands scrambling into the nest blankets as my body shakes with the betrayal of it. Even if Knox comes back now, his knot will be too swollen to push inside me.
I can smell blood, and there is shouting, growling, and maybe screaming.
I don't really care. My body only understands what it was denied.
I roll to my side, forcing my unfocused eyes toward the door. I catch glimpses of Knox on top of someone, beating them into the ground. This isn’t the Knox I’ve seen lose control before. This is rut instinct, brutal and protective.
There was an intruder. Someone threatened the nest, and I can’t find it in me to be angry at my Pack for leaving me.
They’re protecting us.
Good Pack.
Heat crashes back through me, and I press my face into the mattress as my body punishes me for the knot it lost.
I'm not sure how much time passes. All I know is that four of my fingers pressed against my O-spot does not make up for a lost knot. It barely soothes the ache and painful clenching.
The nest moves under my sweat-soaked cheek, and I crack a bleary eye open.
Shade kneels beside Knox with a wet cloth in his hand, wiping blood from his face, his throat, the tense line of his shoulders. Knox sits on his knees, naked and splattered red, with his hands curled into fists against his thighs.
"Wha—?" I ask, my voice rough and husky.
Shade startles as if he didn't expect me to be alert enough to ask questions. "We had some unwanted visitors, baby girl. Prime Alpha took care of it, don't worry." His mouth tightens as he drags the cloth over Knox’s collarbone. "It does mean we’ll be rotating a watch from now on."