Page 52 of Knot Now Knot Ever

If he wasn’t going to move things forward, then it was up to me.

Without overthinking the situation, I reached up, curled my fingers over the waistband of his sweats, and pulled down. Fawn’s cock popped free and lay pulsing on his stomach, begging to be touched.

In school, we’d had to learn about all designations anatomy, but I’d never seen a male Omega’s dick in person before. They didn’t tend to be as impressive as an Alpha’s, nor did they have a knot since breeding others wasn’t really their purpose. It also accounted for the fact they didn’t have an overly pronounced pair of balls. They stayed much closer to the back of the dick instead of dropping like Alphas and Betas. Fawn made his dick more interesting by having pierced the tip of his cock with a thick metal hoop and a bar right at the base where it met his balls. This didn’t keep me from wanting to wrap my lips around it, in fact, I was even more interested to see what it felt like.

I ran my tongue up the length of Fawn’s cock, caressing his jewelry, causing him to cry out. “Oh fuck, angel.”

Pleased with his reaction, I took the tip of his cock into my mouth, letting my tongue swirl around the crown, flicking the hoop. Fawn bucked and yanked on the hair he still held as a slight amount of precum started to leak out of the tip. I slowly worked my way down until I kissed the skin at the base of his cock. Thankfully, Fawn wasn’t too thick or overly long. In fact, he was the perfect size not to choke me as I held him sheathed in my mouth for a moment before the last inch pushed deep into my throat so when I swallowed, it had the man writhing.

“Holy shit, holy shit!” He gasped. “I’ve never felt anything so amazing, angel.”

His praises urged me to continue, and I earnestly started to get Fawn to come. Shifting, I positioned myself to kneel between his legs, giving me a better angle. Fawn’s eyes rolled back in his head as I brushed my thumb over the entrance nestled between his ass cheeks. In a complex miracle of anatomy, male Omegas not only had everything needed for reproduction as a man but were also blessed with a womb to carry their own child. The entire purpose of an Omega was to ensure our world continued to exist by giving birth to other Alphas and Omegas, which was why it was so odd to hear of an Omega like myself who chose not to have children.

Unlike female Omegas, who have two entrances, males only have one. The way I’d found it easiest to understand is to think of your throat and mouth. With that one entrance, you can breathe, eat, or drink and not worry about choking. Your throat has a valve that flips open or closed depending on the need. Likewise, male Omegas have one entrance. Angle down, and you’d end up in the anal tract. Aiming upward, you would find the ‘vaginal’ opening to their reproductive organs. Just like female Omegas, male Omegas produced slick, a natural lubricant that allowed us to take whatever our Alphas had to give us, including their knots, without much foreplay. If the slick was flowing, then the Omega was more than ready.

Since I’d never fingered anyone before, I kept in mind what I liked and slipped in two fingers. It took me a second to feel the entrance to Fawn’s boy pussy, but I knew the second I found it. Cum shot into my mouth as Fawn screamed, and his back arched, thrusting his cock deeper. Unlike other males I’d been with, Fawn’s cum was just as sweet as his scent, making me wonder if it was an Omega thing. Knowing I loved my orgasms to be drawn out, I curled my fingers back and forth, stroking the walls of his pussy.

“Oh God, I’m gonna come again.” Fawn panted. “Don’t stop, please, please, please don’t stop. Yes, fuck, I’m so close.”

Fawn’s whole body shuddered as he came again, but this one was a dry orgasm. Unlike Alphas or Betas, Omegas can come an unlimited number of times, given the right stimulation. However, male Omegas could only ejaculate once or twice without being given a break. With one last suck, I pulled back, letting Fawn’s dick pop out of my mouth with a hum of delight.

“You’re amazing,” I whispered, kissing his bare stomach.

A bark of laughter burst out of Fawn as he cupped my face and pulled me closer. Being nearly the same height, our bodies pressed together perfectly as he kissed me. Our tongues fought for control as we both wanted to taste every inch of each other. Some switch had been flipped in Fawn as he asserted more control, yanking off my shirt before flipping us over so he was on top. Breaking the kiss, he worked down my neck, shoving up my sports bra and freeing my breasts. He proceeded to rub his face all over them before wrapping his lips around a nipple.

“Shit,” I moaned.

“Angel, you have no idea how badly I wanted to explore every inch of your body back at the spa,” Fawn shared, nipping at the soft underpart of my boob. “It was hell to turn down your offer, but I knew once I got started, I wasn’t gonna be able to stop. Here, safe in your apartment, I can discover all your secrets.”

His warm breath on my skin sent shivers of excitement up my spine. “Take all the time you need, Fawn. I’m not planning on going anywhere,” I said and wriggled out of my bra, tossing it to the floor. “All I ask is we’re both naked, so I can do the same to you.”

Not needing any other encouragement, Fawn got up, stripped out of his clothes, grabbed my pants and underwear, and yanked them off in one smooth motion. He paused as his jaw fell open, taking in every inch of me.

“You’re simply stunning, angel,” Fawn whispered, awestruck. “I want you to know I’ve never said that to another person in my life.”

Grabbing his phone, he turned toward me, but I snapped out a hand, sitting up. “Whoa, what are you doing?”

Startled at my reaction, he took half a step back. “I was gonna take a picture…”

“Why?” I challenged.

“So I’d never forget how lucky I am to have you,” Fawn answered, then seemed to understand my hesitation. “Angel, did you think I was going to share this with the others?”

I shrugged since I wasn’t sure what he’d do with a photo like that.

“Lyra, I might choose to show my body to the world with the work I do, but when it comes to anyone else, I’d never do such a thing. That would be a monumental breach of trust, not to mention a violation of someone’s privacy,” Fawn informed me, his face slightly flushed with outrage at the mere thought of this being done to someone. “Just so we’re absolutely clear on this matter, at no point will I ever share something of an intimate nature unless I have express permission and clear guidelines to do so.”

“Fawn, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I absolutely believe you when you say you’d never do something without talking to me first,” I assured him, feeling a knot of guilt and fear tightening in the pit of my stomach. “No one has ever wanted to take a picture of me naked before, and I freaked out.”

Fawn let out a sigh while sitting beside me, then took my hand and looked me in the eye. “I need to apologize too. I overreacted. You had every right to question what I was doing since I didn’t ask if you’d be comfortable with me taking your picture. It was wrong of me to assume just because it’s common for the guys and me to do that. My hackles also got in a ruffle because I’ve had someone share explicit photos of me before I decided to start doing cam work on Rut Room. Knowing how I felt, it’s important to me that no one I care about experiences the same thing. Seems silly. I should still be mad about it when porn is my job now.”

“Not at all. Like you said, when something is done without our agreement, it feels like you’ve been violated,” I reasoned, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, needing to reassure myself we were okay.

He returned my hug, nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck for a moment before grinning at me. “Looks like we’ve successfully survived our first fight. Does that mean we get to have make-up sex now?”

Situations like this were commonplace in my previous pack, but they’d never been resolved quite so easily or had me smiling at the end of it. Typically, it would take time for the guys to calm down enough to talk things out. I was always the first to apologize and find a way to mend things between us. I’d always chalked up my willingness to fix things being tied to my Omega nature since we’re known for being the emotional peacekeepers of a pack. However, now I was starting to think I might have been as much the problem as the person to find the solution. Why did I spend so long trying to fit myself into a puzzle that I wasn’t even meant to be part of?

“I’m not sure how that works if we’ve never had normal sex,” I pointed out.