Knot Your Damn Omega Novels & Stories

“Well, as you know Alpha, he was your first knot. That means biologically you are both compatible. I may have to run more tests, but the knotting alone proves a lot.” “So?” I asked impatiently. “So, I would advise you to continue to have constant intercourse with him until I figure out why the first knot did not result in a pregnancy.” I scowled. “I was going to do that with or without your suggestion, Doctor.” Meridian swallowed hard. “I may have suggestions you may not like, Alpha.” I raised a brow. “And what could that be?” “Omegas are fragile creatures—” “He is a recessive omega!”

“So full… so warm and heavy… I can feel you pulsing inside me still, like you’re still coming in little spurts. Like you’re marking every inch of my womb from the inside out. Please… don’t pull out. Keep me like this forever. I don’t ever want to be empty again.” Jason chuckled low and dark, the sound vibrating through his chest into my back as he nuzzled deeper into my neck, licking the claiming bite with slow, possessive drags of his tongue until I shivered violently. “Not going anywhere, my perfect little omega. This knot’s locked tight for at least an hour—maybe two if you keep squeezing me like the greedy knot-slut you are.” He rocked his hips in a tiny, careful grind, just enough to ma

“He already questions your leadership. A weak alpha is a dead one.” His eyes narrowed, a flash of something dangerous crossing his features. He stalked toward me, slower than usual but no less menacing, caging me against the wall with his body. His heat was overwhelming, fever and alpha aura blending into a suffocating wave. “You think you know the pack’s mind?” he growled, his good hand gripping my chin, forcing my eyes to his. “You’re nothing but a disgraced omega, Clara. A murderer playing at defiance. Tonight, you’ll kneel, and they’ll see the truth: you’re mine, body and soul.”

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

The other one stated. "Why? Have you forgotten all of us are omegas?" Raising my eyebrow while I cocked my head sideways. "Yeah, but the uncle of her sister's mate is the beta!" "Oh, please. Spare me the riding of coattails drama!" I want to laugh at them. That is their definition of 'related to the beta and gamma'. Even if one of their friends had a mate that was related or even had just a teenie bit of blood connected with the elites, they immediately claimed to be close.

Omega seemed to be ignoring us. Why? ‘You let her touch us that's why! I told you I don't like her.’ Omega grumbled back. ‘Really? It lasted less than a second. Stop being a baby so we can finally finish her off.’ "You can do it, baby!" Khloe called clapping her hands in glee. She probably thought she was being supportive but the poor girl only sealed her fate in that second. "No, I'LL finish her off" Omega boomed, "By earth element it is"

“Please knot me.” He growled louder, gripping my hips bruisingly tight, and fucked me faster. His cock swelled even thicker, the base starting to catch on my rim with every stroke. The team was still shouting and laughing just outside the door, but Jax didn’t slow down. He reached around, stroking my cock rough, twisting over the head while he railed me senseless. “You’re gonna take my knot right here,” he snarled. “Gonna fill this omega hole full, then sneak you back to my dorm and breed you all night. No more hiding.”

omega. I stopped walking and froze on the spot, eyes glued to the paper. It wasn't alpha. Not beta. It was damn fucking omega. Everything disappeared in my eyesight. Even the paper went dark. The word 'omega' enlarged in my vision. O M E G A. The word rang in my head.

All that was left was the omega heat screaming for more. More cock. More knots. More triplet seed marking my womb. I was theirs. Completely.

I was going to cum and I was going to cum hard. “Alpha! Gonna cum, m gonna cum again.” I cry out, clutching unto his arms. “Me too baby, I'm gonna knot you. You'll take Alpha's knot like a good Omega right?” “Yes— want Alpha's knot.” I moan out, my back arching in desperation.