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Chapter Sixty-Three

Lilianna

“ A lpha.” I gasped as his thrusts continued for a third time.

My body trembled with overstimulation as Julian maintained his relentless pace.

My fingers clutched desperately at his shoulders, nails leaving crescent marks on his skin as I struggled to anchor myself against the overwhelming sensations.

"Please," I whimpered, not even sure what I was begging for—relief or more.

Julian gave a low growl, “Let’s try a new position then, I want to see how fast I can make you cum.”

Julian's hands gripped my hips, flipping me onto my stomach with swift, controlled movements before I could catch my breath. His palm pressed firmly between my shoulder blades, guiding me down until my cheek rested against the soft blankets.

"Up," he commanded, his voice rough as he lifted my hips, positioning me on my knees before him. The vulnerability of this new position sent a shiver down my spine—exposed, presented for his pleasure.

His hand stroked down my spine, a gentle contrast to the intensity of his earlier touches. "So beautiful," he murmured, his fingers tracing the curve of my hip. "My perfect omega."

I felt him position himself behind me, the blunt head of his arousal pressing against my entrance once more. Despite my oversensitivity, my body responded eagerly, welcoming him as he pushed forward in one powerful thrust.

I cried out, the new angle allowing him to reach places inside me that sent white-hot pleasure spiraling through my entire body. Julian's grip on my hips tightened as he established a punishing rhythm, each thrust deeper than the last as I felt his knot forming.

"Feel how perfectly you take me," he growled, one hand sliding up my back to tangle in my hair. "Made for me. For us."

The gentle tug on my hair sent a fresh wave of arousal through me, my body responding to his dominance with instinctive submission. I gasped as I tried meeting each powerful thrust with eager need despite my body's trembling exhaustion.

"I can't—" I gasped, overwhelmed by the building pressure. "It's too much—"

"You can," Julian countered, his voice commanding yet tender. "You will come for me and I’ll knot you…then you will come again on my knot, little omega. Show me how good you are."

“Alpha!” I cried out as he gave another hard thrust into me. Julian's answering growl was purely Alpha as he felt me tighten around him, his knot beginning to swell more.

"That's it," he praised, his voice strained with effort.

"Perfect omega. Mine." The pressure of his knot catching against my opening drew a broken sob from my lips, the sensation overwhelming in its intensity.

Julian's hands gentled on my hips as he worked himself deeper, his breathing harsh against my back as the knot kept growing with each thrust.

"Almost there," he murmured, pressing soft kisses to my spine.

"Just a little more." When his knot finally locked us together. I screamed his name as the fullness of his knot sent me spiraling into another climax, more intense than all the others combined. Julian growled deeply, his entire body tensing but he wasn’t done.

Julian's hips continued to roll gently against me, the pressure of his knot stretching me from within as he ground deeper.

Each subtle movement sent shockwaves through my oversensitive body.

"One more," he demanded softly, his hand sliding around to find that bundle of nerves at the apex of my thighs. "Come for me again while I fill you."

His fingers worked in tight, precise circles as his release began, hot pulses deep inside me.

The dual sensation—his knot stretching me impossibly full while his fingers coaxed another climax from my trembling body—shattered me completely.

I came with a broken sob, my strength finally giving out as I collapsed against the nest. Julian followed me down carefully, maneuvering us onto our sides without disconnecting our bodies.

His arm wrapped protectively around my waist, his chest pressed against my back as he nuzzled into the crook of my neck, breathing in my scent mixed with his own.

"Perfect," he murmured against my skin, his voice soft with satisfaction and tender affection. "You did so well for me."

I could only manage a weak hum in response, my body completely spent and trembling with aftershocks. Julian's knot kept us locked together, a constant reminder of his claim on me as his seed filled me completely.

"Rest now," he whispered, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on my hip. "I've got you."

My eyes fluttered closed as exhaustion finally claimed me, safe in the circle of his arms. Julian's steady breathing against my back and the protective weight of his body surrounding me lulled me into a deep, peaceful sleep.

When I woke, the room was darker, evening shadows creeping across the walls. Julian was still behind me, and was still in me. I moved and gasped. The flare of pain and pleasure going through me.

"Shh," Julian's voice was soft against my ear, his arm tightening around me. "Don't move yet. My knot is still swollen."

I gave a low whimper as I moved again, trying to get comfortable again, sending shooting pleasure through me again.

“Fuck.” Julian breathed, a low growl leaving him after as his grip tightened on me.

I felt his body tense behind me, his breathing becoming ragged as my movement caused friction between us.

The knot was still substantial, keeping us intimately connected, and every small shift sent waves of sensation through both of us.

"Stay still, little omega," he commanded softly, though I could hear the strain in his voice. "You're going to drive me to madness."

I tried to obey, but my body was cramped from the position and I desperately needed to stretch. Another involuntary movement had Julian groaning low in his throat, his hips pressing forward instinctively.

"I'm sorry," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I can’t help it.”

Julian's breath hitched as he shifted behind me, trying to accommodate my discomfort without causing more friction. "It's alright," he murmured, his voice a mixture of strain and tenderness. "My knot should go down soon."

I felt his hand move to my hip, steadying me as he adjusted our position slightly. Even that small movement sent sparks of sensation through my oversensitive body, drawing a soft gasp from my lips.

"How long have we been...?" I asked, realizing I had no idea how much time had passed.

"About an hour," Julian replied, pressing a gentle kiss to my shoulder. "You fell asleep almost immediately."

"An hour?" I echoed, surprised. "Your knot stays that long?"

I felt rather than saw his smile against my skin. "Only with you, it seems. My body is... reluctant to let you go." I nodded, though a feeling I wasn’t used to went through me. Possessiveness and satisfaction.

"I'm not sure if I should be flattered or concerned," I murmured, feeling a blush heat my cheeks despite everything we'd just done.

Julian chuckled softly, the vibration rumbling through his chest against my back. "Definitely flattered. It's... unusual, even for an Alpha. A sign of true compatibility."

I processed this information, wondering if it had been the same with the others. As if reading my thoughts, Julian continued, "The others mentioned similar experiences with you. Not quite this long, but... significant."

"Oh," I whispered, a strange pride blooming in my chest at the knowledge.

I belonged with them—my body knew it even before my heart had fully accepted it.

I felt myself clench around him at his words and felt my cheeks heat up as his grip on me tightened pulling me more against his chest, my back flushed against his chest.

"Alpha," I gasped, feeling him throb inside me in response.

"You're playing with fire," Julian warned, his voice dropping to that commanding timbre that made my body respond instinctively. His hand slid up to cup my breast, thumb brushing over the sensitive peak. "And I'm not sure you're ready for another round so soon."

I bit my lip, torn between the soreness of my well-used body and the renewed desire kindling low in my stomach. Julian made a sound somewhere between a groan and a purr, nuzzling into my neck.

"I want you," I admitted softly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Even if I'm sore."

Julian's breath caught, his fingers stilling on my breast. "Lilianna..."

"Please," I breathed, pressing back against him slightly. "I know my body can take it."

His answering growl was low and possessive. "You're going to be the death of me," he murmured, but I could feel his renewed arousal as his knot finally began to recede enough for movement.

"Then what a way to go," I teased, surprised by my own boldness.

Julian's laugh was rich and warm against my ear. "Careful, little omega. Keep talking like that and I'll keep you in this bed for days."

"Is that a threat or a promise?" I asked, turning my head to catch his eye over my shoulder.

Julian's eyes darkened, the blue almost swallowed by black as he regarded me with hungry intensity. "A promise," he growled, rolling his hips deliberately against me. His knot had receded enough to allow movement, but he remained thick and hard inside me. "One I fully intend to keep."

I gasped as he began to move with shallow thrusts, each one sending sparks of renewed pleasure through my oversensitive body. His hand slid from my breast down to where we were joined, his fingers finding that bundle of nerves with unerring accuracy.

"Julian," I breathed, my body responding despite its soreness, heat building once more as he set a gentle but insistent rhythm.

"Alpha," he corrected, his voice commanding yet tender against my ear. "Say it again."

"Alpha," I whispered, the word falling from my lips like a prayer as he continued his deliberate pace. His touch was gentler this time, mindful of my soreness yet still demanding in its intensity.

"That's it," he encouraged, his lips brushing against my neck as his fingers worked their magic. "Let me take care of you."

I surrendered to his touch, my body responding despite its exhaustion. This coupling was different—slower, deeper, more intimate. Julian's movements were measured, each thrust carefully controlled to bring pleasure without pain.

"So perfect," he murmured against my skin, his free hand stroking my hair with tender reverence. "My beautiful omega."

The endearment sent warmth blooming through my chest, different from the heat building lower. This was belonging, connection, something deeper than physical pleasure. I reached back, my fingers tangling in his hair as I turned my face toward his.

"Feels so good," I whispered, his movements slow but each one sending sparks of pleasure through me.

Julian leaned my head back, his lips found mine in a kiss that was both tender and claiming, his tongue sliding against mine as he maintained that slow, deliberate rhythm. I melted into him, my body surrendering completely to his gentle dominance.

"I love you," I whispered against his lips, the words spilling out before I could stop them.

Julian went completely still, his eyes searching mine with an intensity that made my heart race. "Say it again," he commanded softly, his voice rough with emotion.

"I love you," I repeated, my voice stronger this time. "I love you, Alpha."

His answering kiss was fierce and possessive, his movements becoming more urgent as he claimed my mouth. "I love you too," he growled against my lips. “You were made for us.”

The sensation of being claimed so thoroughly, of being so completely filled and cherished by him, was overwhelming. Julian's words—"You were made for us"—echoed through me, settling into places that had always felt hollow before.

His pace increased slightly, each thrust hitting that perfect spot inside me that made stars burst behind my eyelids. I was sore, yes, but the pleasure far outweighed any discomfort as he moved within me with practiced skill.

"Julian," I gasped, my body tightening around him as another climax began to build. "Alpha, I'm close—"

"Let go," he commanded softly, his fingers working more insistently where we were joined. "Give yourself to me again."

My release washed over me in gentle waves, less intense than before but somehow deeper, more profound.

Julian followed moments later, his body tensing as he spilled inside me once more.

This time, his knot formed more gradually, swelling to lock us together with less urgency than before.

Julian held me close, his breathing ragged against my neck as we both trembled with the aftershocks of our shared pleasure.

Julian's arms tightened around me, protective and possessive. "You belong with us, Lilianna. You always will."

We lay together in comfortable silence, our bodies still joined as his knot kept us connected.

The room had grown darker, evening shadows showing through the window as it got darker…

and I had a feeling once we left the room there was going to be teasing from the others.

I didn’t care. I was satisfied and knew what I wanted now.