Page 71 of Knot Only For One Night

I meet his lips with as much force. I may be an omega, but I can give and take rough in equal measure. Esper will have the softness covered. Asher needs something different from me. Always has.

I can be as rough as an alpha. As rough as I want to be.

Our tongues clash. His hands grip my throat, tightening, and fuck, I love it. My dick hardens against him. Being nearly the same height means our dicks rub fucking perfectly against each other. My omega purrs, so restless inside.

Gripping his hips, I force him closer to me, grinding against him. He lets go only for a second to throw off his hoodie, and I smirk.

“Need me?” I murmur, breaking our lips to look at his eyes. His perfect eyes that used to… well, that still piss me the hell off at how damn beautiful they are.

How the hell have I gone this long not having a damn clue we were scent matches?

All that changes today. I have to claim my Pack and my role in the MC. Starting today, both of them are mine.

Omegas can have whatever they want, so they say. It’s about time I start acting like it.

“You gonna be a good boy?” I ask. Tracing my lips along his cheek and down his neck. His soft smooth skin catching on my chapped lips. Making me want to rip at his skin and leave my mark on him. I consider it. I really fucking consider it. But when he grinds back, my mind goes blank as I moan.

“I’ll be the best fucking boy,” Asher moans, his lips parted on a breath.

“Only good boys get prizes. What makes you deserve one?”

“I made it here, didn’t I?”

I hum, shaking my head. I get so lost in his alluring scent I almost miss the knock on the door.

“Are my Packmates in here?” a soft voice calls, and I freeze for a moment. A small body slides through the door, careful not to open it too much. Her cranberry scent announces her presence in my clouded brain, and a rush of euphoria hits me as she steps up beside Asher.

Her eyes are hooded, the light rosy tint to her cheeks visible even in the dim lighting from the covered window.

Esper Malent is nearly as needy as her alpha right now. And I’m the damn lucky omega who gets to take care of them both.

Asher turns, his face flushed as he looks down at her. He has the nerve to look sheepish, but a rolling wave of pain must hit him as he hunches forward with a grimace.

“I don’t have much time.”

“Time for what?” Esper’s voice is so husky, her need dripping from her voice.

“We don’t have time to explain. Asher, pants down,” I order, grabbing Esper’s hand and crushing her lips to mine. Her lips are the missing softness we needed. Her body instantly melts with mine.

Her moan gets caught in her throat when I slide my hands around her thighs and have her jump so she’s in my arms. Her sweet pussy meets my dick and god fucking dammit I can’t wait to taste her again. I slam her body against Asher’s so she’s squeezed between us. The room explodes in moans, and my lips don’t leave hers. My tongue caresses hers, so different from the fight with Asher’s.

“You want to help me take care of our alpha?” I whisper against her lips. She nods, her hair falling in her face a bit.

Asher takes her hair in his hands, holding it up as his lips run along the column of her neck, sniffing her before kissing her.

God, this fucking sight.

“He’s rutting,” I say and her eyes go wide as she realizes what this means.

“He’s—we’re not in heat.” Her eyes are wild as she takes in the situation, her eyes searching around the small storage closet.

“You’re not losing your virginity in a closet, don’t worry,” I say, and her shoulders relax a bit.

Asher’s head collapses on Esper’s shoulder. “I… I have a condition.” He lifts his eyes, his worried eyes meeting mine. I nod, trying to give him confirmation that it’ll be okay.

“Maybe this is why we have two omegas,” I chuckle, thanking fate for their forward thinking. “Did you bring anything?”

With all this damn slick leaking from me, we may not need any damn lube. Between their scents and touches, I’m already so close and I don’t really want to think about what that could mean.