Page 100 of Knot So Damaged

Gritting his teeth, he growls deeply, “Now, shut the fuck up and take my knot like a good Omega.”

My mouth opens in a silent scream as he shoves his knot so deep inside me, it's impossible to know where I end and he begins.

An orgasm hits me at the same time as he bites down on my scent gland. A mixture of emotions flood me as my newly forming bond increases my pleasure tenfold, my voice becomes hoarse as I scream my Alpha’s name.

I feel the chains bruising my skin, my bones riot against the pressure I am putting on them.

But I don’t care. Because Olis claimed me.

A man that has done nothing but support me and care for me from the moment we first met.

I have an Alpha.

A pack.

A real home.

Tears begin to stream down my cheeks. I hiccup a sob as emotion barrels down on me.

I never thought that I could have this. That I would be able to genuinely be happy to be a packed-up Omega.

But fuck, I am.

Because I am so irrevocably in love with these three Alphas.

“Fuck, Valley. Baby. Are you okay? Fuck, it was too much. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”

Olis fusses with the chains still holding my arms above my head. My limbs ache as they finally drop, the blood rushing back into them after being denied for so long.

Olis wraps me in his arms the best he can as I all but hang on his knot. After a claiming bite and sex, there’s no way that thing is going down any time soon.

My head rests on his shoulder as I continue to cry.

Olis carries me over to a chair in the corner of the room, the old wooden frame creaking under our combined weight.

Olis’ hands begin to travel over my body, his attention focusing majorly on the redness on my wrists.

“I’m so sorry, baby. I fucked up. I got too caught up in the moment,” he mutters, continuing to gently rub my skin.

I shake my head and clear my throat, “You didn’t hurt me, Olis. It’s the bond. It's the fact that you are mine. That finally, I have a pack. One that I love.”

Olis’ breath hitches in his chest, his hands freeze. Turning my head, I find him already looking at me. His eyes are blown wide; his mouth dropped in disbelief.

“I love you, Olis Duran. So fucking much. You saved a part of me that I thought was damaged beyond repair.”

A single tear drops down the Alpha’s face as he snaps out of his stupor.

“You say that I saved you but sweetheart, you saved me. I was numb before you. I spent years believing that I would die alone. That my chance of happiness was taken from me to pay for my sins.”

He smiles, a look that is so breathtaking on him, it breaks my heart a little.

“But you changed everything. You healed my heart.”

Lifting a hand up, he pushes hair out of my face.

“I love you, Valentina Duran.”

My eyes blow wide at my new last name. I never was particularly attached to my last name after having it ruined for me by the Andrews pack, so it feels nice. In a new and slightly scary way.