Page 23 of Knot Letting Go (Knotty Streak Omegaverse #4)

The only things that kept me anchored to my sanity were Quill’s and Konstantin’s musky Alpha scents on the towel and blankets around me.

I’d hoped the fragrant smells of the garden and losing myself to memories of my mother would bring some relief to the pain, but my Omega body wanted what it wanted.

By the time I realized that only being knotted would satisfy my heat pangs, my legs were too shaky to stand on, and I’d left my cell in my room.

I’d hoped that I would pass out from the agony, but each twisting cramp only sent another rush of adrenaline through me, forcing me to stay locked in this miserable waking reality. I muffled my cries in the blanket. Desperate, I tried to smother myself, but I couldn’t do it.

Never had I wished to not be an Omega before. I could follow the laws and be happy having lots of babies, but go through my heat, oh God. This was worse than hell. I couldn’t believe that this torture was worth being an Omega.

I writhed on the ground and dug my fingers into the soil as another pang lanced through me. It was like a great monster had chomped down on my guts and was twisting its head from side to side as it tried to rip them out. Yet at the same time, part of the pain was that I was feeling empty.

“Aubrielle.” My name sounded far away, like an echo of a memory. A voice I knew but my tears washed it away before I could grasp it.

I was in so much pain that I was hearing things. Likely on the door of insanity. Maybe I’d be the Omega other Omegas would whisper about as a warning not to go through your heat unattended.

“Aubrielle, baby. I’m here.” The voice was accompanied by a caress. Someone brushed my hair from my face. Someone male and deliciously citrusy and, God, it was Quill!

I whimpered and reached for him with my eyes still closed, needing him to fuck me hard.

Yet I’d been knotted by his brother, and they’d already fought about me.

I didn’t want to cause any more troubles, and there was no way I could pick one over the other.

Even the thought ripped at the very core of me.

“Baby, you’re pushing and pulling. Look at me.” Quill turned me and cupped my chin. “Come on, I need to know you’re with me. I need you to tell me what you need.”

“Pushing and pulling…” I repeated, not recognizing my breathy voice. I forced my eyes open, and all my doubts vanished the instant my eyes locked with his dreamy dark chocolate ones. Why was I pushing him away again? “Knot me. I need you, Quill. Right now.”

I slid my hands over his bare shoulders and down his chest. He was built with all the chiselled edges of an Olympic swimmer.

His pecs twitched as I danced my fingers over them.

All he wore were his runners and black baggy jogging shorts, which were tented with his massive erection. The fewer clothes the better.

“Right here in the garden, hm?” He purred as my hands roamed all over his exposed skin. Leaning in, he kissed near my ear and whispered, “You come off as quiet and sweet, but you’re really a naughty girl, aren’t you?”

Me? Naughty? I never saw myself as kinky, but hell yes, I wanted him to take me in the garden. I loved that he ate me out at the pool and the dominant way Konstantin handled me had driven me wild. Getting dirty between the hedges flipped a hidden switch in me and had me clawing at his shorts.

“Yes.” I was naughty, wasn’t I? Slick coated my thighs. “Right here, right now.”

Another round of pain took hold of me and I curled up, shuddering as I bit my lower lip to hide my cries. All I could think about was him inside of me and how I was so empty without him.

“Dammit. As much as I want to taste you again, to explore every inch of your heavenly body, I can’t stand to see you in pain.

” Quill kissed me as he hoisted up my skirt and ripped at the string on the right side of my panties so he could peel them off my drenched pussy.

He palmed me, rubbing in a circular motion.

“Fucking hell, baby. You’re so wet. Love how ready you are for me. ”

My hips rocked against his hand, desperate for relief.

I pulled down the front of his shorts and moaned at the sight of his cock outlined beneath the sleek material of his boxer briefs.

Long and teasing me with a slight curve, my stomach fluttered as if it were the most anticipated present I would ever have the thrill of unwrapping.

My lips parted and I bent forward. I wanted him in my mouth before I had him knot me. To taste him as he had tasted me.

“What are you… Oh fuck.” Quill gathered my hair up in one hand as he exhaled with a groan.

“Oh baby, you have no idea how much I want to see your lips wrapped around my dick, but I don’t know if I’d be able to hold back.

I would fill your pretty mouth with cum and watch it dribble down your chin, but—”

I lowered his underwear enough to free the top half of his erection and licked it.

Salty and sweet. The scent of him intensified as he quivered with flicks of my tongue.

He groaned, losing himself in this moment as I had.

My heat made me feel like I had no control over anything, but this…

This showed me the power I had. He might make me beg to be knotted, but I was reducing him to a puddle of pleasure.

Taking his bulbous head into my mouth, I clamped my lips around him and widened my jaw as far as I could. He was so big. His throbbing vein pulsated against my tongue and more sweet pre-cum teased my tastebuds. I never knew it would taste so amazing.

“Oh fuck, baby. You’re going to make me cum so fast.” Quill growled and slid himself out of my mouth. I attempted to lick his shaft again, but he tugged my head up and kissed me hard. “Later. You can suck on me all you want. Right now, I want your tight little pussy.”

Yes! I wrapped my arms around him and tried to straddle him. I didn’t recognize me anymore. I was feral, desperate for his Alpha cock. None of the reasons I was trying to stay away from the brothers was stopping me anymore. My heat had made me into a raging nymphomaniac.

And I had never felt so free in my life.

“We’re doing this my way, baby.” Quill kissed me once more and then flipped me over, forcing me onto my hands and knees. He whipped off his shorts and underwear. The heat of his body was like the sun, making me sizzle as if I were naked in the desert.

No, no, no. I wanted to kiss him, to run my hands all over him, to look into his gorgeous eyes—

Quill parted my slicked labia from behind and ran his cock’s head along my slit to prod at my entrance. I leaned back into him, craving him inside me more than anything. My internal protests swiftly changed into a loudly verbal plea, “Yes! Take me now!”

He kneaded my rear, keeping me spread. “You’re so beautiful, so fucking sexy. And I bet you’ll feel…” He eased his big cock into me and groaned. “Oh yeah. You’re perfect.”

My pussy stretched around this thickness and a gush of slick lubed us both even more. I fisted the blanket as I trembled with the feeling. This is what I needed. So full of his huge dick. My inner muscles squeezed him, never wanting to let go.

Quill groaned. “Holy fuck. Aubrielle… you were made for me.”

He buried himself fully inside and slowly pulled most of the way out to drive back in. Long and slow strokes where his hips slapped against my rear. The sounds of my wetness, our ragged breathing, and my pounding heart drowned out the world around us.

My heat pains transformed into bliss. Quill picked up his speed and kept a hold of my hips, directing me to stay in rhythm. Each time he thrust all the way, my whole body jolted with pleasure.

“Quill,” I mewled, my head dipping and lulling to the side. My hair fell around me, sweeping back and forth as we fucked. The pressure in my lower abdomen swirled and swelled. “I’m getting so close.”

Faster, shorter strokes. The base of his cock ballooned as he started to knot. “Yeah, baby. Look at you taking my monster cock. I’m dripping with your slick. Come for me. I want to hear you scream with it.”

I squeezed my eyes closed and could barely breathe. Pleasure enveloped me. So much…

Then all that pressure burst. My cry was fluttering as my orgasm shook my core and rippled outward. I pressed my cheek against the blanket and tried to muffle it, but I could barely think about how to do so. All that mattered was this Alpha dick swelling with its knot.

Quill rammed into me as deep as he could go and bellowed with his own climax. Tight as my pussy was around his length, I could feel it pulse and release with each jet of cum. His knot locked us together as he filled me with his semen.

My arms shook with a sudden lack of strength and I lowered myself to my elbows. My legs were barely holding out, but Quill kept a firm hold until he emptied the last drop of his cum in me. He gathered me to him and laid us on our sides, curled together in the middle of the garden.

A cocoon of warm euphoria surrounded me. Here in the arms of my Alpha, I was safe and free of pain. I was an idiot to try to fight my Omega needs and try to ride out my heat alone. There was no sense in denying I needed their help now.

Sleepiness toyed with my consciousness, but didn’t drag me down like it had before. I moaned softly as Quill nuzzled my neck, happy to revel in the post-coital moment.

“Just so you know, baby, we’re going to do this a second time once my knot goes down. No more hiding when you’re in pain. I’m here for you.” He kissed behind my ear. His hot breath sent a lovely shiver through me with his promise. “I’ll always be here for you if that’s what you want.”

My lips parted to say yes. To have a lifetime of this joy in his arms would be better than any fairy tale happily ever after. Yet I stopped myself. There was also Konstantin. I couldn’t deny my desire to share his bed as well. To share both brothers…

That was ridiculous. It wasn’t as if they were a pack. It wasn’t the same thing like my friends had with their mates.

I latched onto what Kienna had said: don’t make any big decisions until my heat was over. I shouldn’t stress myself out over that right now. It was weird to think of other people taking care of me when I was the one always taking care of others, but I did need Quill’s and Konstantin’s help.

Kienna and her pack said to make the brothers work for it. God, how was I going to do that?