Page 34 of Their Knotty Pack
Her moan vibrates around my dick, and I almost lose myself in the sensation. But first, I need to finish my mate off and see if her fever drops away after an orgasm. If it doesn't…well, we'll need to make our way to the heat clinic. I'm just glad we both got the birth control shot while we were at the doctors, so at least she can't get pregnant and I can't accidentally impregnate her. We may want kids in the future, but not this very second.
My grip tightens on her as she wiggles more, and I eat her out with a single-minded determination. Now is not the time for edging or theatrics, I need my girl to come, the sooner the better.
My tongue slips into her tight, slick hole and one of my hands shifts so I can rub her clit at the same time that I tongue fuck her.
I can feel my own release building as she licks and sucks away at me, and I know she won't stop with her own orgasm, she'll want me to come too. My hips start moving involuntarily as I continue to assault her pussy with my tongue, and she holds fast as she lets me fuck up into her mouth.
Dammit, I love this woman.
My spine tingles with my impending orgasm, and I take the moment to remove my tongue from her and suck her clit into my mouth once again. My hips stutter, hitting the back of her throat as she holds still for me, swallowing every drop of my cum, even as she moans out her own release.
Slick gushes out of her, her pussy clenching around nothing as her hips move ever so slightly. Once she's finished, my head falls back against my pillow, and I know we're going to have to change the sheets. Again. Maybe we should just have like…ten sets of sheets on rotation at this point. Double-omega sex gets very wet, very fast.
"How do you feel, little nymph?" I ask on a pant, still recovering from the mind melting orgasm she just sucked out of me.
"Hot," she mumbles, her cheek now resting against my thigh, "clear-headed, but like I want a knot."
Fuck.
"I think I'm in heat," she mutters, rubbing her face along my thigh like a cat.
"Yeah, sounds like it, baby. Let's call the clinic, call work, get some clothes on and head over to 'Sweet Heat'." We'll have to let our friends know what's happening too, so they don't panic when Bethany goes missing. Well, her friends.
For some godsforsaken reason, my cock isstillthrobbing as I help get Bethany dressed in clothes that won't be too irritating with her skin as sensitive as it is right now, but maybe my own omega is reacting to the heat pheromones.
By the time we're in the car and heading to the clinic, sweat is beading on Bethany's forehead. I'm just thankful she isn't entering full blown heat in the middle of the drive.
"Hey Miles?" She sounds so pained, it hurts me to see her like this.
"What is it, nymph?" I ask, my hand tightening on her knee.
"I want to bond. During my heat."
Something like elation fills my chest as I look over at her. Her eyes are clear, even if her face is flushed. Meeting her parents last night had been eye-opening. I had never met another male omega, and their bite marks on display for the world to see had taken me by surprise. I had no idea omegas could bond other omegas.
"You're sure?" I ask, my thumb rubbing the soft skin of her thigh. "What if we have to call that pack in?"
"We'll do it first thing," she says with determination, her pale blue eyes shining at me. "I want to be connected to you in every possible way. You're it for me, Miles. True scent match, mate, love of my life."
Fuck. Isn't it bad luck to cry right before a heat? Or something?
"Let's do it," I sniff and give her a smile, "There's no getting rid of me now, little nymph."
The rest of the ride to the heat clinic is uneventful, that is, until we park. That's when the cramps make an appearance in full force and cause my precious mate to bend over, clutching her abdomen.
"It hurts, Miles. I don't remember it being this bad."
"I know," I rub her back as she looks at me with tear filled eyes, "remember Doctor Mejia said this heat might be unpredictable?"
We went and saw her before our heat clinic visit the other day, and she warned us that the intensity could be…well, intense, given the fact she's been on suppressants.
"Shit," she cries, clutching her stomach tighter as she waits for the cramp to go away. "Let's just get inside."
Nodding, I grab the duffel bag from the back with all our clothes and different sex toys and hike it onto my shoulder before getting out of the car and walking around the side to open her door. It's a different place than where we parked the other day, since this is long term parking. We also go through a separate entrance than the one we went in, since we are actually going to be staying for a heat this time. Back entrances are the safer option when an omega is verging on full-blown heat.
"Hi, I'm checking in for Bethany Thomas? We called about thirty minutes ago." I tell the back-end receptionist when we enter. She quickly nods and makes a few phone calls before we're approached by a beta woman in jeans and a t-shirt.
"Hi, I'm Nita, I'll be your moderator. We've looked over your forms and concerns, and we know exactly what we're looking out for. We appreciate you trusting us with your heat."
