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I start moving in long, punishing thrusts, growing my cock so it’s thicker and filling her up tight. Leaning over her, I cup her breasts, squeezing and teasing her nipples. Her head is lowered, and she’s whimpering her need.
“Please, I need more, it’s not enough,” she sobs, and I grow my cock even larger, stretching her to her limit.
“Link, please,” she begs.
“What, baby? Tell me what you need, I don’t want to hurt the babies.” I pound into her as hard as I can, my balls tightening as I feel my impending orgasm, but I need to see her fall over the edge before I let go.
“I don’t know what I need, but it’s not enough,” she cries.
“She needs a knot,” the voice says quietly behind me.
I whip my head around and find Echo, the male omega that Lila stood in for when we were on Iceen, standing there.
“A knot?”
He steps in front of Lila and crouches down, forcing her to look into his eyes. “You need an alpha’s knot, don’t you, Lila?”
“I don’t know,” she cries as tears stream down her face. He grabs hold of her hand and pushes the hair back from her face.
“Yes, you’re being a good little omega, but now you need your alpha to knot you, don’t you?” He looks up at me. “Create a bulge at the bottom of your cock with your nanobots, and then force it past her entrance, locking you both together. When you come, she should too, but you will need to stay locked in for at least half an hour to satisfy her, so don’t deflate it until she says so. If you could come a couple of times, that would be even better.”
“Why is this happening?” I demand, not following his instructions yet.
“Lila’s whisperer powers must have been triggered when an alpha teleported close enough to make her omega side rear its head. With the pregnancy hormones, it’s almost like it’s triggering a preheat, which is weird because she is already pregnant.”
“An alpha?”
“Yes, Maxsim and I just arrived, but neither she nor he would be happy taking care of this little problem, so it’s up to you. If you can’t, I will have to ask the warlock if he can create a knot with his magic. I know what it’s like, and only a knot will fix the need.”
He looks down at Lila with knowing sympathy. I have to trust that Echo is telling the truth, so I pull out of her slightly and manipulate my nanobots to create an alpha knot at the base of my cock. Echo peers over Lila and shakes his head.
“Bigger,” he instructs, and I inflate it farther until it’s so big there is no way it’s going to fit inside her. “Yes, that’s perfect. Now ram it home. I swear she will love it.” He places a kiss on her cheek and gets up, then he leans close to me and whispers, “And if you do a good job of it, maybe I won’t need another alpha during my own heat. Both of you will be able to help out.” He brushes a kiss on my cheek and leaves.
My attention turns back to my needy fiancée. I adjust my hold and slam my cock home. Grunting, I feel the knot slip past the tightness of her opening, and she throws her head back and screams, her pussy clamping down tight and milking me for my cum. I allow myself to follow her over the edge, my orgasms sending bolts of electricity up and down my body as I bathe her womb with my seed. I’m locked in now, so I can’t move very much, but I swivel my hips, bumping the knot inside her, and she shudders and comes again, shaking in my arms.
Suddenly, she starts making a sound I’ve never heard her make. I rest my head against her back, trying to hear it better. She’s purring, completely content. I roll us onto our sides and curl my body around hers, stroking her arms, her bunched up dress between us. I nuzzle into her neck, and the purring increases in volume.
Relaxed and occasionally flexing my hips to sate her need, I let my mind ponder what Echo said. Lila is not going to be happy about her whisperer side dictating her actions. She’s also not going to be happy about Maxsim’s presence influencing her like that. She’s barely spoken to him, and he hasn’t exactly been a cute and cuddly kitty to her. Echo, on the other hand, may have more of a chance with her. When he crouched down in front of her and grabbed her chin, her pussy practically strangled my dick. She’s not as unaffected by the pretty omega cat as she pretends. It’s no wonder she put her life on the line to protect him.
The next few weeks are going to be interesting.
Lila
Two weeks go by in a blur. My belly grows each day, and so does my appetite, but not for normal things like pickles and ice cream. No, my little beasties insist on raw fish, and not just any raw fish—nope, a sashimi platter does not make the cut. I have to shift into half form and go catch it myself in the ocean. Like, what the actual fuck? I don’t think I’ve gagged so much in my life. Trying to get that shit down is nasty.
Not only that, but they also think it’s fun to do somersaults in my stomach and make me pee my pants a little on a frequent basis. They are hell spawn. I swear there is a part of Xavier in them. When he fucked me, his spunk must have interfered somehow, because these children are not sweet, loving, and kind like their daddy. No, they are vindictive and chaotic, and I can feel how amused they are. I am in so much trouble.
Then there’s my kraken, who seems to have lost her ever-loving marbles. She has me fucking so often that I swear my vagina must be close to breaking. It’s why I have locked myself away in my wing for the day, sending my mates on a wild goose chase for a very specific Earth food. There is no way they are going to find Baskin-Robbins strawberry cheesecake ice cream on Skarr. They will have to go to the ship up in the space port and use one of the replicators there, which may give me some much needed alone time.
My wing has a very similar layout to my grandpas’ wing. My great room also has the never-ending bookshelves and the sectional sofa that feels like a cloud. The fireplace is slightly different, but the big window overlooking the ocean is the same. Since we’ve been here, we’ve had storm after storm, so the ocean is a furious dark pink color, and the waves crash onto the shore, leaving behind pink, fluffy froth that looks like cotton candy. Today, I have decided that I will spend the day reading and not doing much more. My belly continues to grow, and I’m starting to get uncomfortable. There is not a lot of room left in there. I have no idea how exactly these things are going to get out of me, but Cas ensures me that in shifted form, it will be a breeze. Today, though, my goal is the nest.
When Maxsim and Echo arrived unexpectedly the same day I returned, and after I managed to control my blushing face, I found them a room to share, assuring Maxsim that I would not force him into a mating like his mother insisted. In fact, I explained that, as a Skarrian, it wouldn’t happen without the attraction marks, and because neither of us are showing them, we are safe.
That seemed to calm him slightly, but he hasn’t poked his head out of his suite much since he’s been here. His suite is climate controlled to suit his needed temperatures, even though I know he can adapt, although that might explain why they didn’t socialize very often on the ship.
Echo is quite taken with this big room as well and likes to watch the stormy seas just like I do, but he never seemed comfortable, so I asked Xavier to put a sunken nest directly in front of the window for him and fill it with cushions. The sound of Echo’s purring is so relaxing, I often find myself falling asleep when he’s sitting in there while I’m reading.
Neither he nor Maxsim are around this morning, however, and I have been dying to try the nest out myself. I’ve been stubbornly ignoring the whole knotting thing since they arrived, despite my mates pressing to talk about it. I just want to pretend it didn’t happen. It’s like fight club. The first rule of knot club is that you don’t talk about it. Right? I mean, it hasn’t happened again, so it had to have been a fluke.
