Page 91 of In Knots

“Do they know about us?” he halts and his eyes have concern swimming in them now. I shake my head. “And if they did?”

“They’d forbid it.”

“Forbid it.” He growls. “I’m not used to being told what I can and can’t have, Omega.”

“You want me?”

“You know I do.”

“Then–”

“You can’t stay there, Alexa. You have to leave.”

“I know,” I whisper. “But …”

“But what?” he snaps. “You’re not a fucking pet. I would never treat my omega that way or my daughter.”

“I don’t have anywhere to go!” I snap back, lifting my chin. It’s easy for these alphas. Theirs is a different world. I have no money, no real skills. If I left home, I’d be victim to every unscrupulous alpha out there. Alphas my parents have always protected me from.

“What are you talking about? You can come here.” Then his face hardens. “Or does this place not meet your standards?”

“This place is perfect! But I’m not your responsibility to rescue.”

“The offer is not entirely selfless, hot cheeks,” he growls.

“But I have no money, no job.”

“We have money. And it doesn’t have to be forever, Alexa, none of us are ready to commit to that yet. It can be until you find your feet.”

“You’re sure?” I say.

He skids down onto his knees, and with one swift move has my pussy hovering back in front of his face.

“Damn sure.”

He plunges his tongue into my cunt, then drags it out slowly, moaning as he does, before giving my clit all his attention, driving an earth-shattering orgasm straight from my core.

“You’re not going back there, Omega. You’re staying with us. And we’re going to take care of you.”

I jolt and buck in his hands, his grip like steel around my thighs. I beg him to fuck and knot me. He doesn’t. He keeps me hovering by his mouth and slides his tongue along my seam, this time skirting over my entrance and finding my other hole. I gasp as the flat of his wet tongue laps over the puckered hole before he trails a line of kisses along the crease of my backside.

“You ever been touched here, hot cheeks?”

“N-n-no,” I stutter.

“Because you have the plumpest little arse. I’ve been wanting to disappear between these cheeks for too long. I’m gonna keep kissing you here now, OK? See if I can make you come with my finger in your cunt.”

“Ohhh,” I mutter, unsure if the idea has me ashamed or turned on.

He nips the cheeks of my arse lightly, then he’s back at my hole, lathering his tongue against it, stimulating the sensitive nerves there.

“God, want you on my cock so badly, Omega?” I writhe in his hands, wanting to be there too. “Going to show you how good this can be first.”

He kisses my hole with feeling and then he’s rolling down onto the floor, taking me with him. “Need to change the angle. Need you sitting on my face.”

I screw up my eyes. “I can’t. It–”

“It’s fucking heavenly, Omega. The best fucking thing in the world. Come and sit your pretty cunt on my face, let me pump my fingers inside you and lick out your hole.”

His words are probably the dirtiest I’ve ever heard in my life and they make my insides spin with arousal and my sex throb.

I hover above his face, feeling his warm breath between my folds, and then he does exactly as he described. Stretching me open with two thick fingers, massaging the spot inside me as he licks and laps at my hole.

Soon my hands are two fists in his shirt, my legs are shaking, my core tightening and just as I crest that wave, he slides his tongue right inside me and I shatter into a million pieces.

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