“I want you,” I pant. “Please, Zach. Do it now.”
“You sure?”
“Yes!”
The slow smile spreading on his lips is like a sunrise. He wastes no more words. Pulling my panties down my legs and off me, he grabs his cock, aligns it with my entrance and pushes in.
He tries to go slow. I feel the tension in his powerful body, the muscles bunching in his legs, in the arm he plants down by my head. He’s magnificent like some exotic animal of the jungle, sleek and strong, and his cock...
Thick, so thick as it thrusts into me, sliding inside inch by inch, filling me up, stretching me so deliciously.
He’s right, I’m so wet, and that’s a good thing, given his size. Then his knot reaches me, pressing against the lips of my pussy, and we both freeze.
“Coco,” he whispers, his blue eyes boring down into mine. He has now braced both hands on the mattress, hovering over me, his muscular legs pressed between mine.
I’m vaguely aware of the other two alphas’ presence behind me, the heat radiating from their bodies. The scent of arousal in the air.
“Girl…” Zach’s voice is strangled. “I don’t have to go in any further.” He licks his lips. “What do you want?”
I know what he’s asking. To knot or not to knot?
“Do it,” I whisper, rolling my hips a little, making us both hiss. “So good...”
“It may hurt,” he breathes. “I don’t wanna hurt you.”
I hear what he isn’t saying. I’m not in heat like a real omega might be. My body isn’t so pumped up with sex hormones that I won’t feel the pain of getting knotted. I’m not crazed with lust.
But I’m crazed with love, and that’s enough. Their love for me. My love for them.
“You won’t hurt me,” I reassure him, even if I’m not so sure about it. I only know I want it. “Knot me, alpha. Mark me.”
“Dammit.” His face twists, eyes blazing. “Are you sure?” He tilts his hips and the knot presses more firmly against my opening, already full to bursting. “We should have used lube.”
But I’m dripping wet, and I want. I want it. I want him. All of him. All of them.
“I’m ready,” I say. “Now, Zach.”
He pushes. I spread my legs wider. Lift my hips. And my body opens up to take his knot.
It’s painful. It’s weird.
But it’s also natural and perfect.
Yeah, it’s not a heat. I’m not an omega as omegas are defined. I may not be anything at all, just me, just Coco, and that’s enough. I am enough. I have the heart of an omega and my men accept that. They accept me for who I feel I am, and what the rest of the world thinks doesn’t matter.
“Mark me,” I say and his blond head bends to my neck, his teeth pressing against my skin. A sharp caress.
“Sure?” His breath warms my skin.
“Yes.”
He bites down as he pushes deeper, his knot snagging inside me, making me cry out. Both pain and ecstasy on both ends.
He’s purring deep in his throat and the sound relaxes me. The pain morphs into pure pleasure and I shudder as I come, clenching as much as I can around him.
Heat radiates from the bite, and it’s like a drug. I arch and Zach presses down between my legs, and we’re locked together, predator and prey.
The alpha and the omega.
