48 Kit
What was I thinking? It didn’t matter now that Ryatt stripped me of my clothes while kissing my exposed flesh. He feasted upon every ounce of my skin like he’d never have this supper again. Maybe he wouldn’t. That became the burdening problem sitting on my shoulders.
Only a few paths were laid before me, but none of them would ever let me be fully his without leaving behind Damien.
My heart grew heavy even as my core begged to be filled and stuffed by Ryatt.
I needed him to give me his knot, but the consequence of this choice forgot to play out with it.
My needs overran all my thoughts, pressing me to demand males to mate me.
Ryatt wouldn’t be a permanent fix, but he’d calm the first wave enough for me to collect my thoughts after.
Closing my eyes, I breathed him in as he touched all of me.
Lying back, fell naked underneath him. A position I never gave outside of the men my heart pined for.
Control was a hard thing to lose when submission had been forced, but I trusted Ryatt like I did Damien.
I embraced how he devoured my body with his stare, opening my eyes to see it.
Most of my bruises were yellow now, but he knew I had cracked ribs to be wary of.
Loving me, he kissed each tender spot, making his way for those lush lips to travel south.
Pausing over the nerve along the top of my hip bone, he blew his breath to run the length of it.
Shivering, I watched how he toyed with me instead of just fucking me like the men Saul had.
None of them cared about my pleasure, but that was all Ryatt worried about right now.
He planned to meet my needs before even considering his own.
For an Omega, orgasming helped the heat end faster than taking the knots.
Anika would have to bring me those toys later or I’d do something stupid.
Loving me, he kept causing me to convulse with that one simple nerve. He delighted in how I shook with desire, whimpering his name. “Ry, please.”
“There’s nothing sweeter than listening to you beg for my cock.” Smirking, he adjusted himself above me to let his tip skim against my clit. His tease met my gasp, arching my back to push myself toward him.
I managed to slip his tip in before he jerked it back.
The popping sound of my juices suctioning him were deliciously heard.
Ryatt had to collect himself because he had more than a sample and wanted to finish the meal.
The bastard had more control than I did as he steadied himself to not fall under my power to be fucked so fast.
“Silly, Kitty. Where’s the fun in finishing if there’s no chase?
” He sank down, placing his five o’clock shadow to grate against my swollen folds.
I knew I’d be dripping for him, seeing me eager for his entrance.
Now, I had to endure his tongue licking me savagely to taste my heat that intensified my flavor for men like him to fall to their knees.
Licking each of my creases, he let his tongue’s tip follow the grooves to keep circling around my entrance.
It felt deliriously wonderful, almost relaxing, so I did.
I let my head ease against my pillows as I rested my eyes to enjoy it.
Of course, Ryatt wouldn’t let me idle for long.
His lips suctioned over my clit, sucking in five quick successions.
“Ryatt!” I shouted his name right as my first orgasm hit.
The intensity too high to bear as I kept savagely convulsing with my heat adding to it.
In all these years apart, I forgot how skilled he was at making me cum.
Gushing all over his face, he licked a bit more before crawling back over my body.
They all knew how I favored tasting myself from their lips, so he shared it with me, sinking inside my core at the same time. Still spasming, he didn’t give me a break as he forced his way in through each barreling wave that milked his bulging cock.
Swiveling his hips, he mastered pounding my pussy all those years ago and discerned how to combat my climax. It became almost too much to take in as my snatch tightened, so I kept mewling against his mouth, cleaning his face of my squirting spray.
He held my left hip, following the length of my tense thigh to lift it up, plunging deeper into my depths.
Holding my single leg up, he began moving in and out of me.
I had taken more dicks than I could count, but I knew his.
The length… the girth… my body recognized his.
It memorized them all, and I dreamt of only theirs when I recalled my favorite past times.
Ryatt lifted from me to stare at our meeting point, praising my cunt’s progress for taking him in during an orgasm. “Look at this pretty pussy. She opened right up for me, wanting me.”
“Oh, god.” I couldn’t handle his dirty talk because the truth showing in his words.
“You’re stretching wide open, Kitty. Look at how your lips pull out when I do, trying to keep me inside.
” He shoved all the way to hilt as hard as possible.
I lost my breath, surprised by it. “Don’t worry, I don’t plan to pull out again.
Not until my knot is so deep inside you, you’re leaking me for days. ”
“Fuck,” I hissed. He was right. I remembered his full knot when I took it in the past. I’d be leaking endlessly for a while, and I’d get to play with his cum when I rubbed one out during my next wave.
“You’re mine, Kitty. You’ll always be mine whether you bear my mark or not, and I’m going to fuck you like this every time you open your door for me.
” That’s when he began thrusting harder, opening my channel to prepare for his knot.
I already wanted it and the previous climax softened me up to do it.
All at once, it happened. I combusted into bliss, rupturing for him to feel deep within me.
He locked inside me, and I refused him to leave without giving me his release.
It triggered his, expanding his tip inside me to hook at the top of my pussy, filling me to the brim with his cum.
The ropes were implanting deep as I milked his release to travel deeper inside me.
We were like this until mine began to ebb, but my heat wanted more, cycling another blistering urge right after my climax.
Being so sensitive, I felt myself about to orgasm already as Ryatt’s cock pulsated and throbbed.
He kept rolling his hips through each round, taking my heat on by his own force.
The next wave set in, crashing through me like I touched a hot wire.
Electricity shook me to my core, forcing Ryatt to tip over with me for his second time.
Naturally, his body wanted to finish with mine because I was primed to take his knot during my own, but he hadn’t been prepared for how my body planned to drain his completely dry.
Our hips kept working together, rounding as I took his pistons deeper. My body now covered by sweat, seeping my inner desires for any male to notice. Even though I was getting what I wanted right now, it wouldn’t be enough until the waves of heat finished bombarding me.
Grunting and mewling, we were a mess of limbs, tangled in our animalistic urge to hump the other to near death.
His grumble helped ground me as I purred.
My need to be his outweighed everything I built.
Belonging always found me in the arms of Ryatt, and I could feel through our loving making that he felt my home become his.
He lied with me in my nest and accepted how I built it alone.
He kissed me when our end was reached. Pausing our fucking as he kept pumping more ropes of cum, we let our combined parts do their own thing as Ryatt held me closer.
He even managed to move our bodies for me to be spooned by him as he stayed sheathed inside me.
Never letting me go, he kissed by shoulder as our bodies continued climaxing.
My shaking thighs were finally able to close because he wasn’t spreading me open to get deeper.
I stayed on my side with him behind me. The change in position comforted me as I took his knot once again.
His rumble silenced the loneliness inside my soul.
Closing my eyes, the exhaustion of everything swooped in and pulled me under.
Ryatt kept holding me through his finish.
***
Past
The night still darkened everything but what the streetlamps lit.
Anika tried to argue my why for doing this, but she could see there’d be no healing until I did.
I asked her to drive me, and she did, but she didn’t say a word the whole drive.
It hurt me to upset her, but my heart couldn’t carry on.
Once she told me how long I’d been gone, I knew Ryatt and his pack would need to know I made it. They were probably beside themselves, hurting in their hearts like I had this whole time. It felt like a blur, a motion of slipping days, but I had the power to change my future.
We pulled up right outside their estate, Anika keeping her hands on the steering wheel with her jaw locked. The other wall stood high and mighty, fortifying their safety better than the trailer meant to protect me.
“Kit,” she sighed. “I don’t think this is a good idea. You’ve barely showered, and you only ate the crust to some bread. Plus, you can barely walk with how hurt you are. Why don’t you wait until you’re better?”
“I can’t wait. They need to know I’m alive. If they’d been in my shoes, I’d want to know as soon as possible too. I can’t hurt them another day.” I swallowed the lump in my throat before looking at her. “You were still who I needed first, Anika, but I need them too.”
Her hand finally moved from the steering wheel to put the car in park. She turned off the car but kept her face forward. It took her a minute before she undid her seat belt and nodded her head to the door. “Come on. I’m not letting you out of my sight. Saul will know you plan to come back here.”
A giddiness swept through me as we got out. She followed me to the spot I mentioned. Ry and Kay liked to sneak out without being seen, so they made an exit area to not be caught on the cameras. This part of the fence had a makeshift ladder on both sides to make their escape easier.
Anika had to help me climb, too weak and damaged to manage it on my own.
She had no trouble helping me and getting herself over because she stayed in impeccable shape.
My ribs revolted each reach up the side then down the other, but I didn’t care.
I didn’t care when a few gaps made my legs part too far and pulled on the stitches within them. No, I was almost home.
My nose hadn’t come back online all the way after smelling decay and soiled floors for so long, but my memory reminded me how much I loved their peppered musk mix with other spices. It made me nearly salivate.
I rushed over the lawn in the pattern Kayos taught me to not be seen.
If Saul had come, he’d be watching the cameras like a hawk.
He’d grab me before I could even make it to the front door.
No, I had to do it this way. My sprint made my exhaustion steepen, but Anika acted like we were only walking fast. I’d have to get in shape and put some meat back on my bones.
When we reached the window, I peered inside and lifted my hand to knock against the pane.
This would show their favored room for hanging out, and I found them inside.
Though, I didn’t find men who grieved. My fist paused before rapping, witnessing something that almost hurt me more than what I had endured already.
Right there, on the middle section of the couch where I used to reside to be their center, I found a stranger.
My smile soon fell when I noticed how Kayos and Franco teased him from each side.
Ryatt came behind the younger man to grip his throat and lift his face for a kiss he provided over the back of the couch.
Kashmir and Turner played darts along the wall, laughing to whatever Kayos said when he sat back a little.
They were happy. All of them.
By the submissiveness of the man in my spot, I could tell they found a new Omega. Ryatt’s hand lifted from the neck, but the Omega kept his head up enough for me to see what stabbed my heart the most. He bore the mark of being claimed.
“They claimed him,” I whimpered for only Anika to hear.
“Kit…” she didn’t know what to say.
“They’re happy,” I cried, shaking my head and stepping back. Disbelief swayed my body, begging to collapse, but I didn’t what them to see me now.
“I bet they still want you.” She tried to lessen this blow.
My hands shakily wiped my tears. “No. They want to be happy, and they found it. They found it with an Omega who can maintain it. I’m too ruined, and it’d hurt them. They’d pity me into their pack, but I’ll never be that. I’d only bring my scars.”
“You’re more than what happened,” she growled.
Ryatt picked up on the sound, so we cloaked ourselves in the darkness next to the window.
That’s when Saul made an appearance, and they greeted him like an old friend.
It took Ryatt’s eyes off the window long enough for me to see more than I needed.
My heartrate thrummed harder below my skin, seeing my attacker act like he didn’t destroy Omegas like me.
“Let’s just go home,” I quipped and turned my back on the boys who stole my heart. They could keep it because I no longer had a use for it. Love would only hinder me now that I knew how fragile it could be.
“Go where?” Anika questioned. We didn’t have a home yet, but she’d been watching a neighborhood to know when the residents left. That’s how she knew where to go to get me a shower.
“To an empire that’s ran by us. I want the world to see us as more than a Beta and Omega.”
“But how?” We made it back to the fence.
The heartache could only be ignored through me planning our rise in power. “I don’t know, but I do know it will be mine. A domain that belongs to an Omega.”