When I woke, the room was darker, evening shadows creeping across the walls. Julian was still behind me, and was still in me. I moved and gasped. The flare of pain and pleasure going through me.
"Shh," Julian's voice was soft against my ear, his arm tightening around me. "Don't move yet. My knot is still swollen."
I gave a low whimper as I moved again, trying to get comfortable again, sending shooting pleasure through me again.
“Fuck.” Julian breathed, a low growl leaving him after as his grip tightened on me. I felt his body tense behind me, his breathing becoming ragged as my movement caused friction between us. The knot was still substantial, keeping us intimately connected, and every small shift sent waves of sensation through both of us.
"Stay still, little omega," he commanded softly, though I could hear the strain in his voice. "You're going to drive me to madness."
I tried to obey, but my body was cramped from the position and I desperately needed to stretch. Another involuntary movement had Julian groaning low in his throat, his hips pressing forward instinctively.
"I'm sorry," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I can’t help it.”
Julian's breath hitched as he shifted behind me, trying to accommodate my discomfort without causing more friction. "It's alright," he murmured, his voice a mixture of strain and tenderness. "My knot should go down soon."
I felt his hand move to my hip, steadying me as he adjusted our position slightly. Even that small movement sent sparks of sensation through my oversensitive body, drawing a soft gasp from my lips.
"How long have we been...?" I asked, realizing I had no idea how much time had passed.
"About an hour," Julian replied, pressing a gentle kiss to my shoulder. "You fell asleep almost immediately."
"An hour?" I echoed, surprised. "Your knot stays that long?"
I felt rather than saw his smile against my skin. "Only with you, it seems. My body is... reluctant to let you go." I nodded, though a feeling I wasn’t used to went through me. Possessiveness and satisfaction.
"I'm not sure if I should be flattered or concerned," I murmured, feeling a blush heat my cheeks despite everything we'd just done.
Julian chuckled softly, the vibration rumbling through his chest against my back. "Definitely flattered. It's... unusual, even for an Alpha. A sign of true compatibility."
I processed this information, wondering if it had been the same with the others. As if reading my thoughts, Julian continued, "The others mentioned similar experiences with you. Not quite this long, but... significant."
"Oh," I whispered, a strange pride blooming in my chest at the knowledge. I belonged with them—my body knew it even before my heart had fully accepted it. I felt myself clench around him at his words and felt my cheeks heat up as his grip on me tightened pulling me more against his chest, my back flushed against his chest.
"Alpha," I gasped, feeling him throb inside me in response.
"You're playing with fire," Julian warned, his voice dropping to that commanding timbre that made my body respond instinctively. His hand slid up to cup my breast, thumb brushingover the sensitive peak. "And I'm not sure you're ready for another round so soon."
I bit my lip, torn between the soreness of my well-used body and the renewed desire kindling low in my stomach. Julian made a sound somewhere between a groan and a purr, nuzzling into my neck.
"I want you," I admitted softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Even if I'm sore."
Julian's breath caught, his fingers stilling on my breast. "Lilianna..."
"Please," I breathed, pressing back against him slightly. "I know my body can take it."
His answering growl was low and possessive. "You're going to be the death of me," he murmured, but I could feel his renewed arousal as his knot finally began to recede enough for movement.
"Then what a way to go," I teased, surprised by my own boldness.
Julian's laugh was rich and warm against my ear. "Careful, little omega. Keep talking like that and I'll keep you in this bed for days."
"Is that a threat or a promise?" I asked, turning my head to catch his eye over my shoulder.
Julian's eyes darkened, the blue almost swallowed by black as he regarded me with hungry intensity. "A promise," he growled, rolling his hips deliberately against me. His knot had receded enough to allow movement, but he remained thick and hard inside me. "One I fully intend to keep."
I gasped as he began to move with shallow thrusts, each one sending sparks of renewed pleasure through my oversensitive body. His hand slid from my breast down to where we were joined, his fingers finding that bundle of nerves with unerring accuracy.
"Julian," I breathed, my body responding despite its soreness, heat building once more as he set a gentle but insistent rhythm.
