BREAK ME KNOT: An Omegaverse Quarterback Romance

LOCKED IN TIGHT

Maeve's POV

Older 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 p***y, 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 felt a strange satisfaction at the fact that I was the first omega he knotted.

I loved the scent of his alpha, and the gentle purr he was making made me relax so much.

“Your omega, huh?” I said with a teasing voice and he growled at me.

“Yes. You’re all mine, Maeve. My omega. Only me will get to knot your p***y, it’s my c**k and my knot that you’re wet with so much slick for. You are mine!” I gasped as Declan pulled me so that I was on top of him.

His c**k was still inside me, and he began to bounce me up and down.

I screamed, and he growled and pulled my head down. He kissed me like I was air, like he was a man drowning and I was his only chance at survival. His kiss was passionate and hot, but the way he f****d me was nothing nice.

He used my body like I was just a thing for him to reach climax with, and God, I f*****g loved it. I was bouncing up and down, and I felt the edge of an orgasm begin to creep in, but I needed an extra push. I pushed my hands between us and pressed a finger against my c**t and began to rub.

“Oh no, you don’t,” Declan said and grabbed my hands. I whimpered, but he paid no mind to me and flipped us around so that he was on top, and I was under him. The new angle made his c**k hit new parts of my p***y and I shuddered. So close. I was so close.

He pushed inside me, and at the same time, he pressed a thumb against my c**t and began to rub.

“Oh god, Declan, I’m so close. Please don’t stop,” I screamed, and he gave me exactly what I wanted. He pounded inside me and rubbed my c**t and then one minute, I was scratching at his back, and the next, the orgasm hit me so hard that I felt it gush out of me in streams. I was making a mess, but I couldn’t care. It felt too good.

When Declan felt me go, he began to pound against me, and then he tensed, and I knew he was about to go too, but then he did something unexpected; he pulled me to him, bent my neck, and he bit me.

If I thought I had been having good orgasms, they didn't compare to this because this was explosive. It ran through my body from my head to my toes till I was nothing but a mass of body writhing with pleasure.

Declan shuddered on top of me and then he laid flat against my body, pressing his weight into me, but I didn't mind.

I felt his knot begin to deflate, and I suddenly felt empty. Not because he had pulled out of me and I was feeling the slow trickle of his c*m out of my p***y, but a part of me in my subconscious wanted to pull him close to us till he marked us with his scent just like he had marked our neck.

Wait. What?

I pulled a hand slowly to my neck and winced in pain. I had no mirror to see, but I could trace the marks of his bite with my hand, and I felt a stone sink in my stomach.

Oh no, I thought.

Declan really marked me. When the bite had happened, I’d thought I came that strongly because the slight pain of the bite increased the pleasure, but I was wrong.

So wrong. Declan had marked me for real.

I waited for the fear to envelope me at the fact that I had been marked and claimed by an alpha. I waited for the horror, but none of it came. Maybe it was because Declan was still resting on me, and the weight of him and his scent calmed my omega.

The moment I thought about it, I felt something snap into place in my head, and Declan must have felt it too because he jerked above me and stood up from my body with wide eyes.

He looked at me, and his eyes fell to his bite on my neck, and the look in his eyes turned my blood cold. It should have been funny because he was still inside me, but it was not.

I knew that look. I had had it on my face a couple of times. It was a mix of surprise, horror, and regret.

I was the one he had marked mistakenly, yet I didn’t hold that look on my face. I could see exactly what he was thinking, and I knew without a shadow of doubt that the night that had started with passion would end in something horrible, and I wouldn’t be able to protect myself.