When I came back to myself, Hwan was crawling up my body, pressing kisses to my sweat-slicked skin as he went — myhip, my stomach, the curve of my breast, my collarbone, my throat. His warm brown eyes were soft when they met mine, his hand coming up to brush the tears from my cheeks, his thumb gentle against my flushed skin.
"You did so good." He murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead, his lips warm and slightly swollen. "Such a good omega. So perfect for me."
"Need you." I gasped, my voice hoarse and wrecked from screaming. The heat was already building again, the temporary relief fading like morning mist. "Inside me— please, alpha— need your knot?—"
"Soon." Hwan promised, but he sat back on his heels, his hands going to his own clothes. "Want you to watch me first." He pulled his shirt over his head slowly, the fabric dragging up his torso to reveal lean muscle earned through countless hours of practice. His skin glowed in the lights, smooth and perfect except for a small scar on his ribs I'd never noticed before. I drank in the sight of him — the definition of his chest, the cut of his abs, the V of his hips disappearing into his waistband. The teal flower on his inner wrist stood out against his skin, the color vivid even in the soft light, beautiful even unfinished.
"Like what you see?" Hwan asked, a hint of his playful smile returning despite the hunger burning in his eyes, his voice rough.
"Yes." I breathed, reaching for him with trembling hands. "Want to touch?—"
"Not yet." He caught my hands, his grip firm but gentle, pressing them back down to the nest on either side of my head. "Keep them there. Just watch."
His hands went to his waistband, fingers working the button and zipper, and he pushed his pants down slowly, revealing himself inch by inch. His thighs were muscular from dancing,dusted with fine golden hair, and then— When he was finally bare before me, I felt my mouth go dry.
He was big — thick and hard and flushed dark with arousal, already leaking at the tip, the clear fluid catching the light. The base showed the first hint of the knot that would eventually lock us together — already slightly swollen, promising what was to come. My inner walls clenched at the sight, more slick gushing from my core, my body preparing itself instinctively.
"See what you do to me?" Hwan's voice was rough as he wrapped a hand around himself, stroking slowly. The wet sound of his fist moving over his slick-covered length made me whimper. "Been hard since the moment your scent changed. Wanted to touch you so badly."
"Please." I was crying again, the need overwhelming, tears streaming fresh down my temples. "Alpha— please— need you inside me?—"
"Hands and knees." Hwan commanded suddenly, his warm brown eyes burning with intensity, his voice dropping to a growl that brooked no argument. "Present for me."
My body obeyed before my mind could process the order, rolling over and rising onto my hands and knees on instinct alone. The position felt right — natural, primal. Omega presenting for alpha. My back arched automatically, my hips tilting up in invitation, every inch of me on display. I felt him move behind me, the mattress dipping under his weight, his hands gripping my hips hard enough to dimple the flesh. And then the head of his cock was pressing against my entrance, hot and thick and blunt.
"So beautiful like this." Hwan groaned, one hand sliding up my spine possessively, his palm dragging along each vertebra. "My omega. All mine."
He pushed inside me slowly, inch by torturous inch, and I sobbed at the stretch. The fullness was exactly what my omegahad been screaming for — my inner walls parting around him, gripping tight, trying to pull him deeper. He was so big, filling me so completely, every ridge and vein dragging against sensitive flesh. When he was finally seated to the hilt, his hips pressed flush against my ass, I could barely breathe. I felt impossibly full, stretched to my limit, every movement sending shockwaves through my body.
"Alpha." I gasped, my arms trembling with the effort of holding myself up. "Yes— alpha— more—" He began to move — long, deep strokes that had me crying out with each one. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with my broken moans and his harsh grunts. His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise, yanking me back to meet each thrust, the impact jolting through my entire body.
"So tight." Hwan groaned, his rhythm increasing, each thrust harder and faster than the last. "So wet. Made for me. Made to take me."
"Yes— alpha— made for you—" I was babbling now, lost to sensation, my omega in complete control, the words spilling from my lips without thought. "Yours?—"
He reached around, his fingers finding my clit, and the dual sensation made me scream. I came hard, my body clenching around him in rhythmic pulses, and I felt him groan at the sensation — a deep, guttural sound that vibrated through where our bodies connected — but his rhythm never faltered. He rode me through the orgasm, extending it, wringing every last tremor from my body.
"Not enough." Hwan growled, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, more desperate. "Need to see your face when you take my knot."
He pulled out suddenly, and I whined at the loss — the emptiness devastating after being so full. But then he was flipping me onto my back with strong hands, the world spinning,and hooking my legs over his shoulders, bending me nearly in half as he thrust back inside in one powerful stroke that punched the air from my lungs.
"There." Hwan's warm brown eyes bore into mine, his face hovering above me, sweat dripping from his forehead onto my chest. His jaw was clenched, the tendons in his neck straining, every muscle in his body taut with effort. "Want to see your eyes when I make you mine."
This angle was even deeper, his cock rubbing against my walls with one hard thrust after another, hitting spots I didn't know existed. The sound of our bodies meeting— wet and slick and rhythmic, punctuated by my broken cries. I could only hold onto his shoulders — my nails digging crescents into his skin, drawing blood — and take it, crying out with each powerful thrust as he drove into me with increasing desperation.
"Close." Hwan groaned, his rhythm starting to stutter, becoming erratic. "So close— gonna knot you soon—" I felt it then — the swell at the base of him, growing with each thrust, catching at my entrance with increasing pressure. The first catch made me gasp, the stretch intense, and then it slipped past. The next thrust it caught harder, held longer, the knot swelling larger each time. Pleasure and pain twisted together into something I couldn't separate.
"Yes— alpha— please—" I was beyond words, beyond thought, my entire existence narrowed to the sensation of him inside me, the knot growing bigger with each thrust, stretching me wider and wider. "Need your knot— need it?—"
"Going to give it to you." Hwan's voice was strained, cracking, his warm brown eyes wild and barely focused. "Going to lock us together. Fill you up. Make you mine forever."
The knot caught more firmly with each thrust, the stretch overwhelming, my body opening to accommodate him despite the burn. I could feel it growing, swelling, demanding entrance,each pass making me scream as it pushed past the tight ring of muscle and then tugged on the way out.
"Almost— fuck— so tight—" Hwan groaned, his whole body trembling with strain, every muscle locked and straining.
With one final, powerful thrust, the knot locked fully inside me. I screamed — the sound raw and primal, tearing from somewhere deep in my chest — as pleasure and relief and completion crashed through me in a wave so intense I lost myself completely. My body convulsed around him, inner walls clenching rhythmically around the massive knot, milking it as orgasm after orgasm rippled through me in endless waves. I could feel every throb of his cock, every pulse of the knot, locked so deep inside me I could feel it pressing against my cervix.
"Alpha!" The word was torn from my throat, the only thing I could say. "Alpha, alpha, alpha?—"
