Knot Your Damn Omega Novels & Stories

Each thrust drew a breathless gasp. Alex dipped down, his hands slipping beneath Ashly's naked back and over her smooth skin. With a grunt, he hoisted the Omega into his lap. Ashly's knees spread wide on either side of Alex's hips. She bit her lip to keep from crying out as she sank into the Alpha's lap, down over her swollen knot. It moved in and out of Ashly's body because the thick base of Alex's cock was not yet large enough to lock them together. The Omega bit her tongue to keep from screaming at the sensation as the Alpha forced her up and down over her knot.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

“D-does it hurt? The k-knot.” “It won’t hurt. Your body was designed to adjust. When you’re ready for your alpha’s knot, you will know.” Bella cleared her throat. “The first time I took Michel’s knot hurt like hell but only because it was by accident. I’ve...we’ve had sex where I take all of him but I need to be really wet.” Bella’s fingers suddenly brushed a spot inside me that made my body jerk. “Sorry,” she apologized softly. “It’s not the same though. I’ve been told that it feels better for an alpha if he knots an Omega.”

“It’s too much… I feel so full.” He groaned deeply, the sound vibrating through his chest into mine. His silver eyes were glowing brighter than before, his alpha instincts fully unleashed. He rolled his hips in small, grinding circles, making his knot rub against every sensitive spot inside me. “You can take it, little omega,” he murmured, voice rough with lust. “This is what you were made for. Taking your Alpha’s knot. Getting bred like the forbidden bitch you are.” His filthy words sent another gush of slick around his knot. He leaned down and claimed my mouth in a deep, possessive kiss, his tongue dominating mine while one large hand squeezed my breast, pinching my nipple hard.

I was on my feet before the dust even began to settle. Freya staggered, taking one step, then two, and then her wolf shook, half-shifted, and then pulled back. She dropped to one knee with her hand on the sand. Her face was tight with effort. She was fighting it, whatever it was, as she tried to stay up. Omega-bane. That's what it was. A substance that suppressed Omegas specifically, weakened the connection to their wolf side, and made shifting nearly impossible. It was extremely illegal and very hard to get.

Not exactly what people expected for a Luna. I felt every eye in the room turn toward me. Waiting for a reaction. For a split second, my old instincts returned. The urge to shrink and to step back. To hide behind Knox. But then I remembered the ruined dress and everything I sacrificed to be here. And something stubborn rose inside me. I stepped forward slightly. Before Knox could answer. “Yes,” I said clearly. A ripple of whispers moved through the crowd. I lifted my chin. “I am an omega.” The council member watched me carefully.

I snarled as I came, thrusting deep one last time, knot swelling and locking us together as I poured everything into her—every ounce of need, every drop of possession. My omega. Ours.

It was dangerous territory. “K-Knot me, Alpha…” Rose cried, her nails digging into my flesh, jolting me to reality. Low in my throat, a growl escaped until I was arching the omega for better access, cock ramming into her sweet bundle of nerves as she cried out, squeezing my shoulder blades.

he asks. “A knot,” I whisper, my cheeks heating. The sparkle in his gaze tells me he already knew what I meant and wanted to tease me. “It’s only Carnage Alphas that have them. And only Carnage Omegas can accept them.” “Accept them?” I repeat. “When we fuck normal wolves or humans, our knots stay at the base,” he explains. “But when we take an Omega, the knot connects to her, creating a bliss unlike any other. Or that’s what I’ve heard and now observed, anyway. I’ve not yet experienced it for myself.”

“We both know that’s because she doesn’t have her wolf. She’s not like every other werewolf.” My fingers clicked a sound. “Exactly my point.” “But you’re not even giving me a chance with her despite knowing she’s my mate.” “How so? I never stopped or prohibited you from seeing her or bonding with her.” “Is this the smart Alpha talking, or dumbass Thor?” he questioned. “We both know for weak Omega’s like her who doesn’t have their wolves, they naturally latch onto the very strong bond they have access to. They’re just like infants wanting their mother around every chance they have. As long as that strong bond is there, consistent and protective, they mostly can’t let go unless they’re dispell