Page 11 of Knot Your Average Beta

I land with a gasp that he swallows with his mouth, he’s on top of me so fast. My thighs fall apart naturally, giving him the space to grind into my body as he eats at my mouth. Not kisses. Eats. He’s devouring me, making these delicious hungry sounds in his throat as one of his hands loops around my knee and opens me further for him.

He pulls back, gray eyes blazing down at me. “Gonna fuck you, omega. Gonna fill you up. Give you what you need.”

I blink for just a second, stuck on the word ‘omega,’ but then I realize this must be a kink of his. Alpha/Omega roleplay. It’s not the first time I’ve come across this. I can play it up. Pretend to be an omega for the night if it means that they’ll fuck me like I need. Like I’m desperate for.

I make a needy sound, and am vaguely aware of the beta kneeling next to us, pulling my booties off my feet along with my black ‘invisible’ socks. He leaves on the diamond fence thigh highs though.

The alpha works my dress up and over my hips, kissing me the entire time, until my lacy black bra is revealed, my nipples straining against the fabric. With a groan, he bends and sucks one into his mouth through the lace. My lips part on a moan that the beta licks from my mouth, kissing me, devouring me.

With every pull of the Alpha’s lips, I swear my clit throbs, pulses, aches. I need more. Frantically.

“Get the rest of her clothes off her,” the alpha demands. “I gotta taste all this slick that’s just for us.” Rough fingers scrape over my hips as he drags down my panties and tosses them aside.

At the first swipe of his tongue over my folds, I jerk up off the bed, a cry falling from my mouth. Because—holy fucking shit—being eaten out has never felt like this, like electricity is pulsing through my body. What the hell is different this time?

I don’t have the time to really ponder the question, because after that first swipe the alpha lets out a sound of pure hunger and devours me, just like he devoured my mouth earlier. Big gentle hands guide me back to the mattress and I blink when I realize I’m naked but for the thigh highs.

Apparently, the beta took advantage of my halfway sitting state to divest me of my dress and bra.

“So fucking pretty, omega,” he murmurs, stroking a hand between my breasts, while the alpha presses me open further, rough hands gripping my thighs in a way I know is going to bruise. A secret, inner part of me loves that. Loves that I’ll be marked by this alpha tomorrow. That same part of me loves that he’ll be marked by my scent even more.

“Come for us,” the beta murmurs, fingers swirling over one nipple as he bends his head to lap at the other, the movements of his tongue in time with the movements between my legs, like they’ve done this before.

I’m unprepared for the sharp swell of jealousy that hits me at that thought. It pulls me out of the moment with its intensity, a wet blanket on a fire. They’re fucking mine.

I have to force myself to breathe, to be logical, because there’s a large fucking part of me that wants to demand the names of every woman they’ve been with before so I can track them down and fucking eviscerate them. Which is not a normal reaction.

The feeling fades as quickly as it started when the alpha shoves two fingers into my cunt with no preparation. No gentle stretching. Just a beautiful fullness that has me crying out again.

“That’s it, omega,” the beta murmurs against the swell of my breast. “Come for us to take the edge off. Come for us so we can fuck you like you need. Fill you up with our cocks. Such a good girl for us.”

The last two words set me off. I know that’s what does it, and I have no fucking clue why, but the praise hits me with the force of a hurricane and I clench tight around the fingers buried in my pussy, the ones stroking over a spot inside me that no one has ever found before. There’s a gush of liquid that the alpha laps up with a groan, but even then it soaks into the mattress. There’s so much. I’ve never squirted before. But that must be what happened.

“Fuck, you taste so fucking good,” the alpha growls against my clit, making me jerk with an aftershock. “Like my favorite fucking dessert.”

He kisses my clit one more time before he leans back, gently pulling his fingers from my still clenching core. I watch with pleasure heavy eyes as he offers them to the beta, who eagerly slides the three middle fingers of the alpha’s hand into his mouth. His cheeks hollow out as he sucks and laps up my release.

It’s so fucking hot, and even though I just came, my vagina clenches again, like it’s sad there isn’t anything still buried inside it. The alpha’s nostrils flare, and he tsks. “Such a needy little cunt you have, omega. That’s okay though. Your alpha is here to give you what you need.”

I whimper. “Please.”

The alpha’s lips curl into a smirk as he slowly pushes to his feet. I watch, transfixed, as he removes his clothes quickly, almost methodically. His gray eyes burning over my naked body. The beta rolls off the bed and does the same, shucking his clothes with ruthless efficiency until both of their beautifully muscled bodies are revealed.

Tattoos decorate both of them, swirling over tan skin. They both have a fair number of scars as well. That makes me pause, some part of me deeply hating that they’ve been injured to the point it left marks on their bodies. Another whine pulls from me, but it’s not needy. No, it’s distressed.

The alpha edges forward. “Shhh, omega. It’s okay. Everything is okay. You’re safe. We’re safe.”

I don’t know how he knows the exact right words to say to me, but my whine peters out and then stops altogether as they stroke their cocks in tandem. “Fuck,” I breathe, my mouth literally watering at the sight.

“Present for your alpha,” he growls, and I swear I feel a dribble of arousal slide down my legs. I don’t know what the hell this is. I’ve never gotten so wet during sex before, but then I’ve also never been with two men at the same time, so maybe my body is just working overtime to make myself ready for taking two cocks?

Who knows?

“Now, omega,” he growls, sending a shock skittering down my spine that has me moving to obey him. I flip onto my hands and knees, then press my chest into the mattress, arching my back and putting my ass in the air, just like he asked.

“Spread your knees a little more,” he murmurs, running a hand down my spine before messaging one ass cheek. “Good fucking girl. Look at you so wet with slick for us. You’re desperate for it, aren’t you? For an alpha cock in your tight little omega pussy.”

I glance over my shoulder at him, find him staring at the wet mess between my legs, and the beta is right there next to him, stroking his hard length. “I’m desperate for any cock,” I admit. “Alpha or beta, doesn’t fucking matter to me.”

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