Page 39 of Knot Now Knot Ever

“Is this where you want it?” I demanded. “You want me to fuck you deep and raw unit I knot you, filling your womb with my cum?”

“Yes, yes, that’s exactly what I want.” Fawn panted, his fingers digging into my arms as he clung to me. “I want you to do it over and over again until my belly swells with your baby.”

If one thing could make me lose all reason and turn into a mindless, rutting Alpha, it was the thought of Fawn having my child and seeing his stomach grow with the life he was creating and the ultimate symbol of the love between us. Fawn had been clear from the beginning he wanted to have children—at least three—but would never object to having more if that’s what we decided as a pack. Fawn even offered to be inseminated with Pascal’s sperm if the Alpha ever decided he wanted biological children. As a family, we decided to wait at least a year, giving us time to bond as a pack before adding more members. Now knowing about Lyra and Eli, I’m so fucking glad we did. It would have been even harder for those two to feel like they belonged.

I picked up Fawn and turned him so his ass was to me, and he could brace his hands against the counter. Flipping up his skirt, I slapped his perfect little white ass making the Omega moan loudly. “You can’t have my knot right now, so choose… fingers or cock?”

Fawn whined, arched his back, and wiggled his ass, demanding for me to give him something that would take the edge off. Knowing I could get him off faster with my dick, I unzipped my jeans and freed my rock-hard cock. Spreading Fawn’s cheeks, I spat on his hole and smeared it with the tip of my cock. He didn’t need me to add any extra lubrication with how much slick I had to work with. It really was more of an act of possession and another way to leave my mark on him.

Unlike with sex between Tanner and myself, there was no need to prep an Omega. They were built to take an Alpha’s knot, which was double the size of the man’s dick when fully expanded. Its purpose was to lock the Omega to the Alpha as he filled the Omega with cum. The knot would last anywhere from ten to thirty minutes, ensuring none of it spilled and gave the best chance of breeding the Omega. The tricky part was remembering to pull back before the knot swelled so I wasn’t locked to Fawn.

In the back of my brain, I knew this was a normal occurrence in our home, but Eli and Lyra were here. Yeah, they’d soon learn there was a free-use agreement Tanner and I had with Fawn, but I doubt anyone has filled them in on it yet. Things had already gone too far to stop without causing Fawn undue pain, so I did what any good Alpha would in my position—I took care of my Omega.

“Yeees,” Fawn screamed as I slammed balls deep. “Fuck me, papa bear, fuck my needy little asshole.”

My hands clamped on his hips, and I did exactly what Fawn asked. This wasn’t about making love or trying to last as long as I could. No, this was an Alpha giving his Omega the medicine he needed to live a happy life. There was a bonus to all this—we fucking enjoyed every second. I could feel Fawn starting to clamp down on my cock, warning me he was close to coming. As he got tighter, I crept closer and closer to the finish line myself. Knowing I had to fight the urge to bury myself in Fawn’s ass shortened my stroke but didn’t slow my rhythm.

“Papa bear, can I come? Please, papa bear, I’ve been such a good boy. Please let me come,” Fawn begged as he slumped on the counter, unable to hold himself up.

I reached around the front and undid the lock on his chastity cage, letting it fall to the floor. My hand wrapped around his semi-hard cock, stroking it softly and running my thumb over the piercing at the tip, knowing it would be incredibly sensitive. “Come for me, cub. Milk my cock with your tight little ass,” I ordered with a growl, struggling with what my body was demanding.

Fawn tossed back his head and cried out as he came, his pussy walls clamping down on me, desperately searching for the knot it wasn’t going to get. Alphas could still shoot even if their Omega didn’t milk their knot, but it wouldn’t be anywhere near the amount it could have been. It also takes longer for the rebound if the knot isn’t drained, but sometimes it just wasn’t possible. Leaning down, I sucked on the skin of Fawn’s neck where I’d left my bonding mark, causing another orgasm to slam into Fawn. His legs went out, but I caught him before he could end up sprawled on the floor.

“Please, put me down,” Fawn requested. I looked at him confused but did as he asked.

The moment he was on his knees, Fawn grabbed my cock and swallowed it down until he reached the knot. His mouth would never open wide enough for that to fit, so he used both hands to squeeze as tight as he could. My eyes rolled back in my head as my hips bucked forward, fucking his mouth as he gave me the release I needed. Fawn took every last drop, slurping on my cock like it was a fucking popsicle.

Fuck, I loved this man.

When Fawn was done with me, I scooped him up, pressed him against the refrigerator, and kissed him breathlessly. “I love you, cub,” I whispered.

“I love you too, papa bear,” Fawn said, rubbing his nose against mine. “I’m afraid you might need to make another cup of tea for Lyra, though.”

My head snapped to the side, and I looked over at the mug. “Shit,” I muttered, knowing by the color of the tea it had been over-brewed and would be bitter. I kissed Fawn once more before setting him down and pulling myself together.

When I scanned the living room, I didn’t see Lyra or any of the others. I hoped Tanner or Pascal would realize what was about to happen and take them on a house tour or something. While Fawn worked on cleaning up our mess. I dumped out the tea, washed my hands, and started over. “Let’s try this again without the sex.”

As Zachary made my tea, I watched him move about the kitchen with a rather focused expression. It was clear he was doing everything in his power to make this an amazing cup of tea. Fawn appeared in the living room and signaled me to keep quiet as he snuck up behind Zachary. Pascal arrived a moment later and headed right for me.

“Lyra, would you be up for me showing you something?” Pascal asked, extending a hand.

I glanced at Zachary and Fawn facing each other and whispering. “Oh… well, Zach⁠—”

My words were cut off by a wanton moan from Fawn as he arched in pleasure.

“Please,” Pascal urged.

This time, I took his hand. He pulled me to my feet and urged me back toward the elevator. Fawn’s voice followed us down the hall, but Pascal kept moving forward until we reached a door at the end of the hall. He quickly flipped the lock and yanked open the door to reveal a small patio.

“Fuck me, papa bear, fuck my needy little asshole,” Fawn screamed in ecstasy.

Pascal slammed the door shut, blocking the sounds of what I guessed to be rather enjoyable quality time between an Alpha and his Omega.

“I’m so sorry,” Pascal apologized, rubbing the back of his neck. “Normally, they’d never do that with guests in the house, but…”

“It’s fine,” I assured him. “Fawn already told me about his above-average neediness. I know it’s not something he can always control.”

Pascal let out a sigh of relief, his whole body relaxing. It was clear he’d been expecting the worst, which made me sad for all of them. How many people have judged them or Fawn for being born the way he is? He didn’t ask for his mother to be a druggie who wasn’t able to do what was best for her baby—it’s just what happened. No one got mad at a person who was diabetic or anemic. The only reason people saw this differently was because his issue was with sex, and that was a load of bullshit.