Knot a Good Idea (Bittersweet Omegas #4)

Chapter 27

27

APRIL

The panic attack sort of ruins my Heat symptoms.

It also ruined the party.

Donovan insists it didn’t, but maybe if I hadn’t had such a strong reaction to the mention of O, he wouldn’t have bloodied his knuckles.

He didn’t need to defend me, but my inner Omega can’t help but feel flattered.

Still, I walk back inside the house with dirt stains on my dress, embarrassed by my reaction.

“I’m sorry,” I sigh. “I know this won’t look good for your image.”

Donovan sits at the kitchen island, pressing a paper towel to his knuckles. “What doesn’t look good is a disgusting middle aged man offering contraband in my house, then laughing in my girlfriend’s face about it.”

My face flames. Donovan’s never referred to me as his girlfriend before, and I’m slightly giddy inside.

I’m a mess of emotions, but knowing that the pack has my back is enough to keep me from falling apart on the way to my bedroom.

I just need to sleep. That’s all I want to do.

I tell them all goodnight, strip out of my dress and scrub every inch of my body in the scalding shower.

I let the water beat down on me and wash away my fears and anxiety.

I’m not going back there.

I’m safe with Liam, Hunter, and Donovan.

I repeat the mantras in my head, pop some medicine to prepare for my Heat, then turn my attention to my nest, which smells like mint, spice, and the ocean.

After dressing in cotton shorts and a tank top, I burrow under the blankets and close my eyes, breathing deeply.

I wake up and kick off the blankets.

I was out so quickly that I fell asleep with the lights on and my phone next to my face.

My back is soaked with sweat and my limbs are achy, but the place that needs the most attention is my cunt.

I can’t ignore it anymore.

My Heat is here, and despite the medications, it’s all-consuming.

I arch my back and run my hand through the front of my shorts. They’re already wet with slick, and my slit is hot to the touch.

“Holy shit,” I breathe, sitting up in bed. “Holy shit .”

I have two options in front of me.

The first is to struggle though this alone.

I know I made the invitation to the pack, but everything is still in my hands.

If I don’t call for them, they will give me the space I need to get through my Heat.

Will it be miserable? Absolutely.

Could I handle it? Sure. I’ve been through worse.

But this time, I don’t need to.

I can practically hear Skylar screaming in my head at me to have fun for once. To take all three of those Alpha dicks and ride them into the sunset.

To just allow myself to be taken care of.

But the question is, do I deserve it?

Yes, we do! My inner Omega screams at me. We deserve it all!

It’s only then I realize what I’m doing.

I’ve been sitting up and rocking back and forth on a pillow, grinding my cunt for friction.

“Fuck this,” I mutter, moving off the bed. The moment I stand, I double over with a hiss as cramps pierce my lower stomach. I groan as slick spills out of me, dripping down my thighs and legs.

I whimper as I walk to the door, gripping the handle tightly.

I could barely make it to the doorway.

How can I go through the rest of the house to grab Hunter, Liam, and Donovan?

I’ll die trying to go down the stairs.

I swing the door open, and immediately, I know it will be impossible.

Their scents almost knock me off my feet. The air is charged with Alpha, a scent so mouthwatering that I let out a soft moan.

And leaning against the wall at the end of the hallway is Liam, who looks startled to see me.

“Liam?” I croak out as he takes a step forward. He’s in black sweatpants and a dark short sleeved shirt, showing off the definition of his arms.

He smells like mint, eucalyptus, and a hint of honey.

“Hi,” he says hesitantly. “I was just…waiting for you to wake up. In case you needed anything.”

But as he gets closer, I notice his pupils are dilated.

His eyes fall to my thighs that are wet with my slick.

“You…” he licks his lips and swallows. “Are you…how are you feeling?”

He takes another step, and I slump against the wall.

“Like I’m going to die if you don’t fuck me,” I admit. “It hurts. ”

I’m ashamed of the way I whine, but my embarrassment fades once Liam lets out a growl, low and primal.

“You want me to make it better, then?” he whispers, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I cry out at the contact, my skin oversensitive.

“Shh,” he says softly. “I’ve got you. I’ll make it stop hurting.”

And despite the wild frenzy in his eyes, I know I can trust him.

He kisses me, his mouth tasting of mint and honey, and I moan. He guides me back into the bedroom and groans when he sees the pile of blankets on the bed.

“I love seeing my things in your nest,” he admits, running his fingers through my hair. My scalp tingles at his touch, and I moan softly. “I love that you feel safe with me.”

“I do,” I whisper. “I do, Alpha. ”

“Oh, fuck ,” he hisses. “When you call me that…fuck…”

I kiss him again and reach to cup his cock through his sweatpants. I grip him harshly, desperate to have him inside me.

He moans in my mouth but pulls away after a moment. “Get in your pretty nest, sweetheart. Then we’ll go from there.”

But I don’t let go of him. I sink onto my back in the blankets and pull him on top of me, thrusting against the hardness in his sweatpants.

I don’t even realize I’m whining into his neck until he shushes me.

“I’m here,” he pants against my lips. “I’m here, Omega. ”

Something primal in me awakens when he says it. My inner Omega, always cast to the side and ignored, takes center stage.

“Knot me, Alpha ,” I beg. “Please, please?—”

The cool air hits my cunt as Liam moves off me and pushes my cotton shorts down, my pussy on display for him. He pulls his sweatpants off, his huge cock bobbing for attention.

He’s back on top of me in seconds, and despite my cries for it to be fast and deep, he pushes into me slowly.

And I’m so fucking glad he did.

Liam’s cock fills me, inch by inch, my walls stretching to accommodate him. I knew he was huge from when I took him down my throat—but feeling him slowly stuff me to the brim with his cock is a new level of bliss.

He groans and closes his eyes as he slides into me until our hips are almost touching.

“Lift up, baby,” he hisses. “Or I won’t fit all the way.”

“You’re huge,” I gasp out, and he moans low and deep.

“Say it again,” he rasps, almost desperately.

“You fill me up so good,” I moan, meaning every word. “You…you’re so good for me…”

When he’s all the way in, our hips are touching, but it’s still not enough. I need his knot. I need him locked inside me, pumping me full of his cum.

“Fuck, fuck sweetheart,” Liam whispers. “You’re so tight, I don’t want to hurt you?—”

“I can take it,” I groan, clenching my cunt walls around him. I clutch at his shoulders and do my best to thrust against him, needing more of him.

Needing to be filled.

“Can I move?” Liam looks pained as he holds still. “I—I need to move inside you?—”

“Do it,” I hiss. “ Fuck me.”

Finally, Liam acquiesces.

He slams into me, the head of his cock rubbing against my G spot as he fucks me at a brutal pace. The bed shakes with our movements as he pounds into me, thoroughly wrecking me.

He turns feral, all remnants of the shy, sweet man gone while he uses my cunt, his huge length pushing in and out of me. Filthy wet sounds fill the room, and it only takes a few hard thrusts before pleasure crests over me in waves.

The orgasm takes me by surprise, my mouth falling open as my body goes rigid and my cunt spasms around him.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “You’re already coming— fuck ?—”

I clamp my cunt walls around him, squeezing him so tightly he can barely move. He continues to thrust though, stretching me out while I cry out in pleasure. Slick floods out of me and spills all over us, creating a filthy, delicious mess.

“Fuck, that’s a beautiful sight,” another voice says, and I moan when I see Hunter at the doorway watching us. He’s naked from the waist down, his cock already thick and hard in his hand. He pumps himself slowly, his eyes never leaving mine as Liam continues to pound into me.

“How tight is she, Liam?” he asks, smirking at me. His peppery scent makes my head spin, and before Liam can answer him, another release hits me. I close my eyes and scream so loud I’m sure Donovan hears me along with the rest of Stone County.

“So tight,” Liam growls. “I’m not going to last.”

“Good. Then it will be my turn.”

Liam moans in reply then leans down to kiss me. Hunter moves closer to us, then stands in front of me as Liam pulls back. Hunter’s cock is inches from my face, and I open my mouth expectantly.

“Good girl,” Hunter whispers before pushing himself into my mouth. I do my best to turn my head, but Hunter stops me.

“Don’t hurt yourself,” he whispers as Liam continues to fuck me. “Just keep your mouth open.”

It’s sloppy, but Hunter pushes his cock down my throat as best he can, saliva pooling down my lips and cheek. I gag on him while he uses my mouth, and Liam’s pace speeds up. He hits the perfect angle inside my pussy, and I feel another release building.

“She’s going to come from taking two cocks,” Hunter chuckles. “Aren’t you, baby?”

I gurgle in response, unable to speak with Hunter’s length on my tongue.

“Fuck, I’m close,” Liam gasps out. “I’m close?—”

“She can take it,” Hunter groans. “She can take as many knots as we give her.”

With a roar, Liam slams into me one more time, and his cock inflates, locking me into place with him. His cock spurts cum, the pulsing of his tip making me scream.

“ Fuck ,” Hunter and Liam chant in unison.

I’m elated. My head spins and shockwaves of bliss race through my body as they use me. When Hunter comes down my throat, I do my best to swallow all of him. He holds my head steady as he comes, thrusting in and out of my throat.

When I start choking and tears roll down my cheeks, he pulls out to let me breathe.

That is, until Liam kisses me. Not caring that my mouth still has remnants of Hunter’s cum, his tongue tangles with mine.

It’s felt like ages, but finally, I’m knotted. My inner Omega is at ease while I’m stuffed full of Liam.

A hand strokes my hair as Liam kisses me, and I realize it’s Hunter’s gentle touch. I let them both tend to me, one gently petting and caressing me while the other leaves kisses down my face and neck.

I feel safe.

Protected.

Cherished.

I wake up to Hunter laying by my side and wiping a damp cloth on my face. Liam is nowhere to be found, and my eyes widen with panic as I sit up and search for him.

Empty.

My womb is empty, my body is empty?—

“Baby, I’m here.” Hunter sits up with me and cups my face with his hands. “Look at me. Look at me. ”

I turn, my breathing rapid.

“Liam’s here, baby. He’s making you something to eat.”

“Don’t leave,” I whisper, terrified.

Now that I’ve felt what it’s like to be whole again, it can’t just be taken away from me.

Hunter’s eyes narrow, and he kisses me roughly. “Never,” he hisses. “Fucking never. Do you understand me?

My stomach cramps, my cunt empty and aching from the lack of a knot. I hiss and Hunter pulls me into his arms.

“You’re mine,” he says quietly in my ear. “Whether you like it or not. When this is all over…I’ll find a way to keep you.”

I nod, struggling to find a reason to argue with him.

There’s something wrong with me, right?

Why would I want him to keep me?

I nuzzle into his hold, breathing deeply at his neck, inhaling him.

He’s masculine and rich, just like Liam, but with a spiciness Liam doesn’t possess.

“Fuck, you smell so sweet,” he groans. “The whole house smells like you, now. I can’t get your scent out of my head.”

I whine and bite at his skin, and he growls.

“Baby, I can’t be gentle if you start with that,” he hisses. “I won’t be able to take my time.”

He’s dressed only in his boxers, and I run my hands down his abs, tracing lines over his tattoos with my fingers. He jolts at my touch, and when I reach out to pinch a nipple, he flips me onto my back.

“You know self-control has never been my strong suit, right?” he says, rocking against me. “So what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

I laugh and bare my teeth at him. “Trying to get fucked ,” I growl. “I’m tired of waiting.”

“Fuck, where have you been,” he breathes, pushing his cock out of his boxers. “Where have you fucking been all our lives?—”

His cockhead is at my entrance, and I lift my hips eagerly.

“No, fuck that,” he hisses, sitting back up. “On your hands and knees, baby. Let me see those pretty holes.”

I don’t argue. I comply easily, my inner Omega ready to do anything as long as she gets knotted.

Hunter’s hand slaps my ass, fire exploding on my backside, and I rock into it.

Yes.

“Fuck, that’s beautiful,” he hisses, fondling my asscheeks. “I’m not going to be able to go slow when you look like this.”

“Then don’t,” I moan, backing up onto the tip of his cock. “Don’t make me wait.”

And he doesn’t.

Hunter slams into me with a brutal force, my body stretching to accommodate him. I almost lose my balance, but I keep myself upright as his cock hits me at a delicious angle.

All I can smell and sense is him. All I want is him.

All I need is Alpha.

I rock back on Hunter, taking everything he gives me, moaning and whining at the sensations. He grips my hips roughly as he fucks me, filthy sounds filling the air. Pleasure builds in me, and I’m close to coming when another scent swirls around me.

It’s sea salt, with a hint of driftwood.

Donovan.

I don’t see him, but I hear him.

Donovan’s in the room with us, he’s watching me take Hunter’s cock?—

Another orgasm hits me. My eyes roll into the back of my head, and I scream, drowning in pleasure as slick spills out of me and all over my nest.

“Get on your back so she can ride you,” he tells Hunter, his voice low and commanding.

My release is barely finished once Hunter pulls out of me, but he doesn’t let me collapse on the bed. He maneuvers me so I’m on top of him, straddling his hips and sinking down on his cock.

He looks up at me with a feral grin, his gold eyes wild. “Fuck, you’re gripping me like a glove,” he hisses. “I’m not sure if you can take another cock in you.”

But I’m nothing but a vessel for their cocks.

I’ll take whatever they give me.

“She can,” Donovan says from behind me. “Can’t you, Omega ?”

“Yes,” I breathe, my body tingling from his commanding tone. “I can take it, Alpha .”

Hunter reaches up to grope my bouncing tits as I ride him, straightening my back to give him a better show.

“Holy fuck ,” he groans. “Ride me, baby. Fuck .”

But Donovan is still behind me, and I want to feel him, too.

“Please,” I breathe, not knowing how to convey what I need.

But Donovan understands. His mouth is close to my ear and his Alpha Influence is a low timbre in his tone.

“Bend over, Omega. Show me how well you take his cock.”

Whimpering, I lean over Hunter, working my hips and presenting myself to Donovan. Hunter slides in and out of me, my pussy lips stretching to accommodate him, and I hear Donovan growl in approval.

“Hold tight, sweetheart,” he says.

Then I feel Donovan at my entrance, his cock pushing against Hunter’s, and I turn feral.