Page 13 of Knot All Is Ruined: Part 1

Leaning in, I pressed a kiss to her stomach and inched lower, placing gentle kisses as I went until I reached her pussy. Hitching one leg over my shoulder, I grabbed her ass, holding her in place as I let my tongue slide from entrance to clit. This time when her body shivered, I knew it wasn’t from fear, and that had me growling with triumph. I swirled my tongue around her clit, sucking it into my mouth and letting my teeth ever so lightly scrape over it. Her shout of pleasure had me searching for what exactly I’d just done that made her so vocal. Releasing her clit I lapped at her entrance, and the slick that was starting to leak out of her reassured me that she was feeling good.

Throwing my tongue up into her, I kneaded her ass at the same time as getting her to roll her hips and ride my face like she’d soon be riding my cock. I knew that as an Omega she was built to take my cock and knot, but I wanted her good and slick before trying to introduce anything other than my fingers.

“Oh fuck,” she moaned as I hooked my thumb up inside her and returned to her clit. A hand fisted my hair as her hips started to buck when I removed my thumb and replaced it with two fingers.

I slowly worked them in and out of her, wanting to draw out the build of her climax. She’d come so easily for me last night I knew I could get her to come twice before laying her down on my bed and fucked her into another. My plan was she’d always come first before I ever entered her. No matter what, sex should be something that’s enjoyed, not this forced regiment I see in the breeding house. She clenched around my fingers as she exploded, tossing her head back and her legs trembling, threatening to collapse under her. I caught her against my body when they did give out on her, and then I picked her up to set her on the bed.

“How would you like to do this?” I asked. “Or would it be easier if I make that choice?”

She gulped, but after a moment's hesitation, she rolled onto her stomach and clutched the pillow. “I don’t want to watch.”

Rage at this situation roared through me, and I clenched my hands. This isn’t how it should be. I knew what they promised them at the Care Centers before they shipped them over to us. It was all lies and then they were blindsided when they arrived and were forced into a meaningless life of becoming a breeder.

Having managed to find a sense of calm, I sat on the edge of the bed and ran a hand up and down her back. I massaged her tense muscles and stayed silent as I worked a futile effort to help make her more comfortable. It helped some, but she tensed again when I moved lower, so I continued to do the massage down her legs. I snagged the towel I’d used to dry her off and rolled it up to place it under her hips. Letting my hand slide between her legs, I slid two fingers into her again and slowly thrust into her as I settled myself behind her.

Even though I wanted to give into my urge to make her scream again, I chose to keep the movements languid, simply giving pleasure. Finally, she relaxed into my touch and let out little moans of enjoyment as I swirled a finger around her clit. Her slick was soaking my sheets except I didn’t give a fuck, it was just further proof that I’d done as requested. As I felt her starting to clench, I removed my fingers making her whimper with need.

Using the slick on my hand, I coated my cock with it then nudged the tip to her entrance. Just as I had hoped, her body was begging for the climax that it was teetering on and accepted me readily. I didn’t thrust all the way in, instead, I did shallow pumps to get her used to the feeling. Clearly unsatisfied with what I was giving her, she started to push back on me. That was the signal I’d been looking for, the green light to tell me that she was allowing herself to find enjoyment in this, even if it was under shitty circumstances.

Caging her in with my body, I slid my whole cock into her in one easy motion. Her cries of pleasure were music to my ears and eased my own worries that she was gritting her teeth through this whole thing. Knowing this was her first time, I waited a moment for her to adjust and kissed down her spine. She’d told me no kissing on the lips, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t kiss other places. I wanted so badly to bury my face in her neck, to see if she tasted as sweet as she smelled, but I refrained. When her breathing eased up a bit and wasn’t quite so frantic, I started to move.

Easing back, I started with small strokes, and as her slick made my movements smoother I shifted to fuck her deeper. Having gone so long only using my own hand for relief, I had to force myself to take it slow. Once she’d had her first experience, then I could see just what she liked or how far I could push her. Everything about this was ass backwards, but I couldn’t think about that right now, not with how my cock throbbed in her warm wet pussy.

Once I felt like I could move freely, I sat back and grabbed her hips, lifting them so she was head down, ass up. She didn’t want to watch fine, but I was going to fuck her good letting her experience the pleasure of sex. Now I had access to her breasts and her clit, experimenting with what would get those satisfying little cries of pleasure. I watched as she fisted the sheets holding on as I thrust into her, the sound of slapping skin accenting my growls of enjoyment.

“See, Danella, I told you I would make this as good for you as it would be for me,” I said as I draped myself over her back with one hand bracing me and the other rolling her nipple between my fingers. “Is it like what you imagined when you played with yourself?”

She opened her mouth to answer, but I shifted my hips to hit that spot every woman had that made them scream. I grinned and hugged her around the waist and pulled her up, so she was sitting in my lap. Hooking her legs over mine, it opened her up for me to start playing with her clit. I wanted her to get one more orgasm before I couldn’t hold on any longer. I could feel my knot starting to swell, and I had the urge to back out enough that it wouldn’t lock me to her. Then I thought better of it. Babak would be checking her, and I’m betting she’ll want to ensure I seeded her good and deep to prove I was following orders.

Usually when an Omega isn’t in heat, they aren’t allowed to be knotted. It’s too risky with danger being so close at hand. Just the thought of knowing you were attached to an Omega when a raid or something else could happen at any moment was a nightmare. When one of the breeders went into heat, three chosen soldiers would be sequestered with the Omega. They would be in a designated section of the breeder house and locked in for the next five days. They would not be counted on to do anything other than deal with the heat. It was the best solution we’d come up with and it was less than ideal.

With a few more strokes of my fingers over her wonderfully sensitive nub, Danella shattered in my arms. The way her body tensed, squeezing me so tightly as if trying to milk me dry, had me losing my battle with my knot. I could feel it begin to swell, and I couldn’t fight it anymore. So I didn’t. Instead, I hugged her tightly and thrusted deep into her, pressing her down so my knot locked her to me as I roared my release.

Having only been with a Beta who’d never really been able to take my knot, this was a whole new experience. For the first time in my life, I understood what was so addictive about Omegas for Alphas. The way it felt to claim her body and to feel her gripping me just as tightly in return made me feel so possessive of her. She was mine, I was her Alpha, and one day she would bear my child as a result of me marking her inside and out. The urge to mark her, to smother her in my scent, rode me as my mouth found its way to her neck.

“No,” Danella gasped. “Lucian, please don’t. Don’t claim me. Come back to your senses, please, please, please.”

Her words registered, and I jerked back from her, all but forgetting that I was literally attached to her. She cried out as my knot tugged sharply inside her, making me freeze. “Fuck,” I swore, wrapping my arms around her again to keep her close to me. “I’m sorry, I lost myself for a minute but I’m thinking straight again. I didn’t mean to scare you, I promise,” I murmured against her back where I hid my face.

Goddamn, I’d never felt instinct like that so strongly before. It was almost as if it took over my whole brain, bringing me down to a baser need like an animal. Oh fuck, was I going into rut? Babaka had warned me about that with how long I’d been putting off ‘taking care of my needs’ as she called it. That was the last thing I needed right now was to turn into a sex-crazed Alpha with an Omega who hated him.

“I get it,” she whispered. “It's easy to lose yourself in how good everything feels.”

Carefully as I could, I maneuvered us so we were laying on our sides, legs intertwined and my arms still holding her. She’d said no cuddling, but there wasn’t another way to hold her that would be comfortable for either of us. Granted, other than today, I didn’t plan on knotting her so that should deter it from happening again.

“How are you feeling?” I asked. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”

She shook her head, hands tucked up close while hiding her face from me. The Alpha in me wanted to demand what was wrong and fix whatever it was, but I knew that wasn’t my place. She was an Omega—just not my Omega. Just like I was an Alpha—but not her Alpha. Damn, it was going to be a lot fucking harder not to get attached to Danella than I thought. The way she fit so perfectly in my arms, how soft and warm she was, and God, her scent was like a drug I never wanted to give up. How the hell was I going to keep us alive when I wasn’t sure I could keep from falling for her?

When I noticed her breathing even out and soft little sighs escaped from her as she drifted off to sleep. Even though I knew it was dangerous, I let myself dream and imagine a world where Danella might actually fall for me. I would give myself today and only today to indulge in that fairy tale knowing it would never come true.

I let her sleep for a few hours then woke her up with me feasting on her pussy until she was writhing in pleasure. Then I flipped her over and fucked her again with possessive abandonment I knew proved I was indeed in the throes of rut. A rut that lasted for two days where I wouldn’t let Danella out of my sight and fucked her at the slightest whiff of her getting turned on. I don’t know if Omegas can go into rut as well, but at some point Dani stopped trying to divert my attention and began inviting my advances. It seemed we were both allowing ourselves to forget for the moment that it wasn't going to stay like this. But fuck if I wasn’t going to revel in every goddamn second of it.

When my rut subsided and Babaka came to check on us, the woman didn’t even enter my home before smiling and patting me on the arm. “Told you waiting so long wasn’t smart, but I’ll tell your father you used your time off wisely. Now do your breeder a favor and air this place out, it reeks of sex. If you need new bedding, I have some stashed away if the store is out, but I doubt you’ll be able to get what you’ve got clean enough to use again.”

Unable to say anything to her, I simply nodded while she cackled her way down the stairs and back to the breeder house. Shutting the door, I opened the windows in the main area before stepping back into my room. Danella was sprawled out on the bed, the sheet just covering her ass leaving the rest of her naked body visible with her blonde curls laying wildly around her head. She looked tired, thoroughly fucked, and stunningly gorgeous, but now it was time to end the fantasy. Tomorrow I was back on duty and the commander of the Northern army couldn’t be mooning over a pretty Omega. I had to set the tone for the rest of our time together until I could set her free—even if it might kill me to let her go.

Chapter eight