Knot Your Damn Omega Novels & Stories

I felt the pressure build until the knot in my belly began tightening, and despite my panic, my body responded as my hips began thrusting involuntarily into the alpha's grip. "You're so fucking sexy right now," Knox groaned, his thumb rubbing over the slick head of my cock. "I could spend all night just watching you squirm." He leaned closer until his lips brushed my ear as he whispered, "I want to fuck you for real this time Omega. I have been holding back and trying not to cross the line with you, but I want to fuck you so hard right now. I need to feel your tight hole around my cock. I want to hear you beg for more as I take you over and over again."

another climax from her, her sharp nails biting deep into him as pain and pleasure mix. She is going to kill him, and he would die for this, buried deep within her."My vile little Omega," he snarls, slowing down, only to thrust into her. "You like the savagery as much as I do, don't you, baby?"Her eyes burn as she looks up. "Yes," she spits, a flow of lubricant seeping out of her. His cock stiffens at her words and his balls clench as the rush of pleasure courses through him."I need to knot you." His voice is strangled. "Need to fill you with cum."She smiles at him, brings her lips close to his, and bites down, hard. He bellows his release, tasting blood in his mouth as he pumps his hips, s

"Can you not speak in riddles, please?" "Ya know what 'e is, what'e is gonna become on full moon." She says, I nod. "And 'is mark on ya, the beast's assurance that is mate belongs ta im, is gone." My stomach turns in unease. "Sebastian wouldn't hurt me, he never has." "And is mate just so 'appens to be an omega," Khate ignores my statement "A fragile doll 'e needs ta protect." "Sebastian isn't like that," I say, a bit severer this time.

His face is buried in my neck, his hot breath smelling of musk. "Do it," Prime rumbles. A second later, I feel Prime expanding too. He is knotting in my ass. The pressure is deranged. It is a thick, heavy fullness that makes my vision go dark for a moment. I am locked to them. Even if the chains on my wrists broke right now, I would not fall. I am literally fused to them, my body forced to stretch around two massive, pulsating knots. "Please," I moan. The word is muffled, but they hear it. It is not a plea for them to stop. It is the greedy cry of an Omega who wants the heavy loads they are about to dump into her.

“Comes with the matchmaking territory. Speaking of preferences, what's your type? Polished and charming? Tattoos and chaos? Muscles? Dimples?” Lena groaned. “If someone could combine a dangerous edge with a clean shirt and decent manners? I’d marry him on sight.” Calliope froze for the briefest second. Oh no. Lena knew that look. “You already like someone,” Calliope declared triumphantly. “No.” Lena pointed at her sternly. “Do not start. I was just thinking about the two men from the elevator. They were ridiculously attractive. That’s all.” “They are,” Calliope said smugly. “My nephew and his Omega. Handsome boys.”

And I had never felt more alive. "Beg for my knot," Kael finally growled, pulling me off Damien’s cock and flipping me onto my back. I spread my legs wide, reaching for him. "Please, Alpha. Knot me. Fill me up. Breed your greedy omega." He slammed home in one thrust, bottoming out against my womb. The stretch was insane. I came instantly, screaming, nails raking down his back.

The moment it popped in, I started grinding deep, short thrusts, pressing my knot firmly against his prostate while I stroked his cock faster. “Look at me while you cum,” I demanded, staring intensely into his eyes. “Cum on my knot like a good omega.” Riven’s eyes rolled back for a second before he forced them back to mine. His whole body tensed, then he shattered, crying out my name as thick ropes of cum shot across his stomach and chest. His hole clenched violently around my knot, milking me hard. With a deep, guttural roar, I came inside him — pulse after pulse of hot cum flooding his guts, filling him until he was overflowing. I kept grinding my knot against his prostate, prolonging both

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.

the fairly old man smiled and stood very close to Angela. Angela had been bound to a chair with shackles. It was very tight that she couldn't move a limb. "Hello, the Omega" the fairly old man greeted her and laughed. "My name is Malcolm. I'm very sure you know that before lurking around my house" he shook his head. "There is a misunderstanding. You are making a mistake. I am not lurking around your house" Angela pleaded. "Is it also a mistake that you are an Omega?" Malcolm asked quickly.

He claimed that he was in love with me. Since I was a Omega, it was unlikely that I would have a mate. There were a few exceptions to this rule like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for the most part, Omegas didn't get mates. The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough. Since I was a powerful Omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.