Page 95 of The Omega Con


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“River, I’m going to knot you now. Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I whimper, moaning slightly.

He thrusts into me, harder, deeper, pushing his knot inside of me. My walls clamp down on him, finally happy to have what it’sso desperately craved. With each movement, he takes me closer to the edge of my orgasm.

A hand moves between our bodies, rubbing firm circles on my clit at the same time soft lips begin kissing my neck, licking along the rim of my ear.

“Your pussy was made for my knot,” Roman purrs.

“I’m going to come,” I cry.

“Come for me, Omega.”

That's all I need. I clamp down on his knot as my orgasm takes over me, screaming out my release. Roman must’ve been close as well. He thrusts into me one final time, filling me with his cum. He collapses on top of me, using his arms to brace himself to keep the brunt of his weight off me. Both of us are a panting mess, as we wait for his knot to deflate.

I don’t know what comes over me, but I lift my head, biting down on the flesh just below his right clavicle, marking him. The imprint of my teeth turns a shimmery opal color.

“I’m sorry. I marked you.” I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until the words slipped out. My eyes fly open as I pull away from Roman so I can look him in the eyes. Even in my haze, I know what I did was wrong. I told them no bonding.

“Don’t be, my little omega. I’ve wanted nothing more than for you to make me yours. Now I am.” His voice is so soft and full of emotion.

“But. I said I didn’t want to bond with you in my heat.”

“Yes, you did say that. And we won’t bond you. But you, bonding with me, makes me happy,” he whispers as he slowly pulls out.

My chest aches with his words. The softness of his voice and the true emotion he conveys in it. The way he’s being so patient, observing my wishes while allowing me to take what I want. What I crave.

He leans over, brushing his lips against mine. The world grows softer, but I still need more.

Chapter 48

River

Roman pulls away as Nash moves closer to my head.

“More,” I beg.

Holden moves between my legs, peppering kisses across my stomach. Nash carefully moves the hair away that’s fallen on to my face.

“You want to take my cock in your mouth? Show your alpha how good you can suck it,” Nash growls.

I nod, gazing up at him through my lashes as I open my mouth, eager to take what he’s offering.

“On your knees, Omega,” Holden orders, asserting dominance as if he were an alpha. “Nash, get under her.”

The three of us move quickly, getting into position. Nash strokes his cock, precum leaking from the tip, calling to me. Sticking out my tongue, I swirl it around the tip, licking up the precum before taking his thick shaft into my mouth.

“No,” Roman chastises. “I said one at a time.”

“I want them both,” I demand, taking control of my heat for the first time. “I can do it,” I pleaded.

“Okay,” he relents.

Holden runs his fingers through my pussy, pumping one, then two fingers into my channel, while placing the palm of his free hand firmly on my back.

“Fuck, she’s so tight, even after taking your knot, Roman,” Holden exclaims.

“She’s perfect, isn’t she?” Roman’s deep voice rumbles from beside me.