Maeve's POVOlder omegas were nothing but lies. They spoke about knots like they were just things that locked you and your alpha together so he could knock you up. They were always so prudish about it, and God, I wished they’d told us the truth. I'd felt Declan shoot his seed inside me, and it had triggered a series of mini orgasms in my pussy, but when his knot locked us together, it was like I was on drugs. Even now, forty minutes later, his knot was still locking us together. We were lying in bed, and Declan had cuddled me to his body. I felt like my brain chemistry had been rewired. I was an omega, a person who was made to be bred and taken care of by an alpha, but until this moment, I didn’t understand what that meant. “You’re so perfect, my omega,” Declan murmured in my hair and I giggled. He'd been doing this for the past hour. Murmuring sweet nothings in my ears. I knew he was in rut, and with the way he was behaving, I was sure that this was his first time too. I f
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