Page 91 of Knot Only For One Night

My heat is relentless. My omega switches from needy to exhausted on a moment's notice. I have my entire Pack here, which settles something in my chest. It’s been who knows how long, taking all of my mates in a timeless haze of fucking.

When I wake up this time, I’m ready.

This omega needs a knot.

Reed and Asher lay on either side of me. I sit up, and my eyes instantly latch onto brown knowing eyes that are already staring at me.

Neven.

Oh, my lead, Neven. I should have known by the title he’d be so bossy. In fact, they all are. I thought MCs had stereotypes of being calm, chill, go with the flow of the wind. But not them. They are demanding, in control, and so damn hot.

Neven raises an eyebrow at me and I crawl over Asher to reach him. All our clothes are long gone.

My skin feels itchy again. My face is flushed red and my core clenches on nothing as I grip Neven’s shoulders. I settle myself down in his lap, his cock already ready and hard between us.

I look him in the eye, needing him to hear me this time.

I’d begged for knots. Knots they wouldn’t give me because of the “heat of the moment.” As if it isn’t the right heat of the moment.

“Alpha.”

“Omega.”

“I’m ready,” I say, looking him square in the eye. His brown eyes search mine, just like they do every damn time.

“It’s not a requirement.”

“It kind of is,” I say and he smiles. “Even if it wasn’t, though, I want it. I want yours.” Now. Right now. Slick drips down my thighs, and to prove to him I am ready, I grab his giant hand and drag his fingers over my pussy lips, gathering up the slick on his finger, bringing his hand up between us, covered in me.

I smile. “See?”

“I see, Omega,” he says, bringing his hand to his lips and into his mouth. Sucking them clean. I watch his movements. Intent on memorizing them. Memorizing the way my stomach tightens and my thighs shake.

“Please, Alpha,” I beg, watching his eyes darken as he takes me in. His braids are a bit frizzy and yet so alluring to the predatory look he’s giving me. His lips lift in a half smirk as he takes me in, and I damn near am ready to bow and beg.

Present even.

Wait. That's a good idea. God, why didn’t I think of this earlier? My eyes widen as I think. I quickly twist in his lap, settling between his wide legs. Showing him my naked back before kneeling over.

Multiple groans fill the room. My eyes catch on Soren’s, who was sleeping at the foot of the bed. Needing a breather.

My poor beta. I laugh evilly inside as I push my boobs together by laying my arms straight in front of me. Maybe he’ll let me taste his dick again. That shiny glint of a piercing calling to be teased by my lips again.

The bed moves, the weight around me changing as Neven kneels behind me. His body covers mine, his fingers at my entrance. Sliding up and down my folds, playing in the slick that's there. Painting my inner thighs with it. I groan, pushing my hips back and my pussy hoping to catch his fingers, but he moves them back in time.

“What a naughty omega,” he murmurs against my neck. Kissing the back of my shoulder and resuming playing with me again.

I gulp, trying to focus on getting his fingers inside me when I see Soren crawl over, staring at me as he smiles so damn deliciously.

“Does Trouble deserve a knot?” he asks Neven but stares right at me. I nod, answering anyways, but he only chuckles. Tilting his head.

Neven laughs too this time, his cock pressing against my opening but not entering.

“Please,” I beg and that makes Soren's eyes light.

“Please what… Trouble?”

“Please knot me.”