Beautifully Broken Omega: A Dark Reverse Harem Omegaverse Romance, page 21
She’s magnificent. Our omega, ready and wanting and trusting us with her heart and her body.
I move over her carefully, supporting my weight on my forearms so I don’t crush her smaller frame. The first touch of her heated skin against mine sends electricity racing through every nerve ending. My cock throbs almost painfully against her, and I have to grit my teeth against the overwhelming urge to bury myself inside her immediately.
Instead, I kiss her softly, pouring all my love and reverence into the gentle press of our lips. She whimpers against my mouth, the sound going straight to my already aching cock.
I can smell her scent surrounding us—jasmine and vanilla so concentrated it’s intoxicating, mixed with the musk of her arousal until the air itself feels thick with desire.
“We’ll take care of you, Kit,” Declan whispers from beside her, his voice rough with emotion and need.
She turns her head toward him, and their lips meet in a kiss that’s all heat and promise. I watch, mesmerized by the sight of our omega being loved, being worshipped the way she deserves.
Nolan settles on her other side, his large hand finding her swollen clit with gentle precision. The moment he touches her, she arches beneath me with a moan that vibrates against Declan’s lips.
Seeing our omega surrounded by us, so responsive and open, trusting us completely—it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever witnessed.
I trail kisses down her throat, tasting the salt of her skin, breathing in her intoxicating scent. When I reach her breasts, I take one peaked nipple into my mouth, sucking gently while my hand kneads the soft weight of her other breast.
Nolan slides a finger into her heat, and her hips move in rhythm with his gentle thrusts. The wet sounds of her arousal mix with her breathy moans, creating a symphony that makes my cock leak against her thigh.
She breaks away from Declan’s kiss, her breathing ragged. “I can’t wait any longer,” she whispers, her voice breaking with need. “Please.”
The desperate plea in her voice undoes me completely. I position myself at her entrance, my cock parting her slick folds, coating myself in her arousal. The first touch of her heat against me makes us both gasp.
“Sweetheart, you’re soaking,” Nolan murmurs against her neck, his voice filled with awe and desire.
“Are you ready for Griffin’s cock?” Declan asks, his green eyes dark as he and Nolan both watch where I’m poised at her entrance.
“Yes,” she breathes, spreading her thighs even wider in invitation. “I’m ready.”
Slowly, I begin to enter her. The first inch steals my breath—she’s impossibly tight, silk-soft heat that grips me like a fist. I have to stop, gritting my teeth against the overwhelming sensation.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, sweetheart,” I whisper, my voice strained.
Nolan keeps working her clit with those slow, practiced strokes, making her moan and writhe beneath me. “That’s it, sweetheart,” he encourages softly. “Let your alpha fill you up.”
I push forward another inch, then another, feeling her body slowly adjust to accommodate me. She’s so warm, so perfect, made for me in every way. Her walls flutter around me, trying to draw me deeper even as she stretches to take my size.
When I’m finally seated fully inside her, I have to stop and breathe. The sensation is overwhelming—she’s gripping me so tightly I can barely think, her heat surrounding every inch of me.
“Fuck, you look so beautiful like this, sweetheart,” Declan whispers in awe, his hand stroking her hair with infinite tenderness.
Kit looks up at me with those beautiful gray eyes, pupils blown wide. “Griffin,” she moans, her voice breaking. “Please, move. I need... I need more.”
I start to move then, withdrawing slowly before pushing back in, setting a gentle rhythm that has her gasping beneath me.
“So beautiful,” Declan murmurs, pressing kisses to her temple. “Our perfect omega.”
“Taking her alpha so well,” Nolan adds, his thumb still working her clit in slow circles that make her clench around me. “Made for us, weren’t you, sweetheart?”
I can feel her climbing toward release, her walls beginning to flutter around me with increasing intensity. Her breathing becomes ragged, desperate little pants that make my own control slip.
“That’s it, sweetheart,” I encourage, my voice rough with strain. “Come for me. Come on my cock.”
Nolan increases the pressure on her clit, and suddenly she’s there, crying out as her climax crashes through her. Her pussy clamps down around me, pulsing and gripping me so tightly it takes my breath away.
The sensation of her coming around me, the vice-like grip of her walls milking my cock, pushes me right to the edge. My rhythm becomes more urgent, more desperate as I chase my own release.
“I’m going to come, sweetheart,” I warn her, my voice rough as my thrusts become more frantic.
“Yes,” Kit whispers, her hands fisting in the sheets as she meets my movements. “Knot me, Griffin. Please.”
“Are you sure?” I ask, even as my body screams for release, for the ultimate claim.
“Yes, please,” she breathes, her eyes locked on mine with absolute trust and love. “I want all of you.”
Her words shatter what’s left of my control. My release hits me like a freight train, devastating and complete as I empty myself deep inside her.
“Fuck, Kit,” I groan, my body shaking with the intensity of it.
But as my knot begins to swell, stretching her even wider, locking us together completely, something incredible happens. The pressure of my expanding knot against her sensitive walls triggers something in her, and she comes again—harder this time, more explosive.
Her scream of pleasure echoes off the bedroom walls as her entire body convulses beneath me. Her back arches so violently I have to hold her steady, her nails digging into my shoulders as wave after wave of devastating pleasure crashes through her. This climax is different—deeper, more intense, like her body is recognizing being knotted and claimed for the first time.
“Oh God, Griffin!” she sobs, tears welling in her eyes from the overwhelming sensation. “I can’t... it’s too much...”
“I’ve got you,” I whisper, kissing away her tears as her body continues to shake around me. “You’re perfect, sweetheart. So fucking perfect.”
The feeling of being locked inside her while she comes apart around my knot is indescribable. Every pulse of her walls sends aftershocks through my own sensitized cock, prolonging both our pleasure until we’re both trembling and breathless.
I kiss her softly as we both slowly come down from the intensity, my heart hammering against my ribs.
“You’re ours, Kit,” I whisper against her lips, the words a promise and a vow.
“Yours,” she whispers back, her eyes shining with tears of joy and completion as she looks up at me. “Always yours.”
Chapter Thirty-Two
NOLAN
The sight of them locked together, Kit’s body stretched around Griffin’s knot, is pure perfection. They’re lying on their sides now, Griffin’s arms wrapped protectively around Kit as his knot keeps them locked together. He’s so gentle with her, pressing soft kisses to her face, her neck, whispering words of praise that make her glow with contentment.
Behind her, Declan has positioned himself so his cock nestles between her ass cheeks, and I watch her hips move slightly, instinctively seeking more contact. His hand reaches around to cup her breast from behind, pinching her nipple just hard enough to make her moan against Griffin’s mouth as they kiss.
The sight of our omega between two of her alphas, completely claimed and cherished, makes my cock throb almost painfully.
“How does it feel, sweetheart?” I ask, my voice rougher than I intend. “With Griffin’s knot stretching you?”
She turns her head to look at me, her storm-gray eyes hazy with satisfaction. “It feels incredible. I feel so full, so complete.”
My cock jerks at her words, and I can’t help but fist it, groaning when I see a bead of pre-cum leak from the tip. The need to be inside her, to claim her as thoroughly as Griffin has, is overwhelming.
I move closer, needing to touch her, to be part of this perfect moment. My hands find her hips, slowly tracing the gentle slope from her waist to the flare of her curves. Her skin is warm and silky under my touch, marked with the faint sheen of sweat from her exertions.
“You’re so beautiful like this,” I murmur, my fingers trailing patterns on her skin. “So perfect for us.”
“I never knew it could feel like this,” she whispers, her voice filled with wonder. “I never knew I could feel so wanted.”
“You are wanted, sweetheart,” Griffin says against her ear. “More than you could ever imagine.”
“We’re going to worship you every day for the rest of our lives,” Declan adds, his voice thick with emotion as he circles her nipple with soft, deliberate touches.
I watch as Declan begins to kiss his way down her back, his lips trailing a path of fire along her spine. Kit shivers at the contact, pressing back into his touch. When he reaches the small of her back, his tongue darts out to taste her skin, making her gasp.
“Declan,” she breathes, her voice filled with wonder.
He continues lower, his hands gently spreading her ass cheeks, revealing all of her. Declan pauses, and I find myself moving closer, needing a better look at our omega displayed so beautifully.
Her slick has dripped down, coating everything, making her glisten in the soft light. I reach out and gently lift her leg higher, giving us both a better view. I can see her pussy stretched around Griffin’s knot, can see how her puckered opening flutters like it’s aching to be filled. My mouth waters at the sight.
“Beautiful,” I breathe, my voice rough with desire.
Declan’s tongue finally makes contact with her tight ring. Kit tenses for a moment, clearly surprised by the intimate contact.
“Relax, sweetheart,” I murmur, stroking her thigh. “Let Declan take care of you.”
She gradually relaxes into the sensation, and I watch with growing arousal as Declan devours her, his tongue working magic that has her moaning and pressing closer to his face.
“Fuck, you taste so sweet,” Declan groans against her skin. “So perfect, love.”
“How does it feel?” I ask her, my cock throbbing as I watch her responses.
“Good,” she moans, her hips moving slightly. “It feels so good.” She presses her ass closer to Declan’s face, completely lost in the pleasure he’s giving her.
“Fuck,” Griffin groans from his position in front of her. “I can feel your pussy clenching around my knot, sweetheart. You like being licked there?”
“Yes,” she gasps, her voice breathy with arousal. “It feels so good.”
The sight of our omega being pleasured by both my pack brothers while I watch makes my cock painfully hard. I’ve always been drawn to the curve of her backside, and seeing Declan worship her there while she responds so beautifully is almost too much to bear.
“Do you want me to add a finger, sweet girl?” Declan asks against her skin.
Before she can answer, I watch as his finger traces through her slick, gathering the wetness and slowly spreading it around her tight entrance. The gentle, deliberate touch makes her gasp and press back against him.
“Yes,” she whispers, and I watch as he slowly works one finger inside her, made easier by the slick he’s spread there, making her moan loudly.
Just then, Griffin’s knot begins to release, and Declan carefully withdraws his finger as she sighs at the various sensations.
When Griffin’s knot finally releases her completely, she looks up at me with those beautiful eyes, and the desire I see there nearly brings me to my knees.
“Nolan,” she says softly, reaching for me. “Please. I want you.”
“I thought you’d never ask, sweetheart,” I say, moving to take Griffin’s place as he shifts to give me room.
She immediately welcomes me with open arms, pulling me down for a kiss that’s hungry and desperate. I can taste Griffin on her lips, can smell the combined scents of our pack mixing with her own sweet fragrance. My tongue slides against hers, exploring, claiming, while my hands roam over her soft skin.
Her breasts press against my chest, nipples still peaked from Declan’s attention, and I can’t resist cupping one in my palm, rolling the sensitive peak between my fingers. She moans into my mouth, the sound vibrating through both of us, and I feel her back arch, pressing more firmly into my touch.
That’s when her scent hits me again—stronger now, richer. The jasmine and vanilla bloom around us like a cloud of pure temptation, but there’s something else underneath. Need. Desperation. The unmistakable aroma of an omega ready to be claimed again.
“Fuck,” I growl against her lips, my voice rough with desire. “You can’t wait to be knotted again, can you, sweetheart?”
She whimpers in response, her hips already moving restlessly beneath me, seeking friction, seeking fullness.
“Are you ready for your alpha’s knot, sweetheart?” I ask against her mouth, positioning myself between her thighs. “Ready to take all of me?”
She just moans in response, her hips lifting to meet me, and the invitation is clear. My cock is almost painful in its hardness, the head dark and swollen with need.
Declan helps by lifting her leg, giving me better access while he supports her from behind. The sight of her spread open for me, Griffin’s release still coating her inner thighs, makes me growl with possessive satisfaction.
My hands grip her hips firmly, holding her steady as I enter her slowly, savoring every inch as I stretch her around my considerable girth. She’s incredibly tight despite Griffin having just claimed her, her body gripping me like hot silk wrapped tight around me. I can feel Griffin’s release still inside her, warm and slick, and the primitive part of my brain roars with approval at mixing our essence inside our omega.
“Fuck,” I groan as I push deeper, feeling her walls flutter around me. “You feel incredible, sweetheart. So tight, so perfect.”
She gasps at the stretch, her back arching as I fill her completely. “Nolan, you’re so thick. I can feel every inch of you.”
“That’s it, baby,” I encourage, starting to move with slow, deliberate strokes. “Take all of me. You’re doing so well.”
Griffin and Declan move closer, gently touching her. Griffin’s fingers trace along her jawline as he murmurs against her ear, “So beautiful, sweetheart. Taking Nolan so perfectly.”
Declan’s hands roam over her curves, his voice thick with admiration. “Look at you, love. So responsive, so perfect for us.” His fingers find her nipples again, rolling them gently as she gasps.
“That’s it,” Griffin encourages, his voice soft but heated. “Let us take care of you. Let us show you how much you mean to us.”
The sight of her caught between us, completely surrounded by alpha attention and affection, is the most intimate and erotic thing I’ve ever seen. Her scent grows stronger with each word of praise, each gentle touch, telling us exactly how much she loves being worshipped by her pack.
As I build a rhythm, I can feel my knot beginning to swell at the base of my cock. The sensation is almost overwhelming, the need to lock inside her, to claim her as completely as Griffin did, driving me toward the edge of control.
“Knot me,” she gasps, her hands fisting in my hair as she looks directly into my eyes. “Knot me now, Nolan. I want you to fill me up like Griffin did.”
Her words are my undoing. With a growl that comes from somewhere deep in my chest, I thrust deep and let my knot expand inside her. The sensation of locking into our omega, of being completely joined with her, sends me over the edge into the most intense release of my life.
She cries out as my knot stretches her, her body clenching around me as her own climax crashes through her. For long moments we’re lost in each other, locked together by biology and choice, surrounded by the warmth and scent of our pack.
This is what I was meant for.
This is home.
Chapter Thirty-Three
DECLAN
As soon as Nolan’s knot releases her with a soft pop, Kit moves with a purpose that makes my breath catch. She gets on her knees between my thighs, her eyes fixed on my cock with an intensity that sends heat straight through me.
She looks... hungry. Absolutely ravenous for my cock, and the sight makes my already hard length throb even more painfully.
“Sweetheart, you’re insatiable,” Griffin whispers, his voice rough with arousal as he watches her position herself.
“You want to taste Declan’s cock?” Nolan asks, both alphas flanking her now, their cocks hard again as they fist themselves slowly. The sight of my pack brothers stroking themselves while watching our omega prepare to take me is almost too much.
She licks her lips, pink tongue darting out in a way that makes my cock jerk. “Yes,” she breathes. “I have never... I’ve never tasted a cock before.”
Fuck.
The admission hits me like a physical blow. Our perfect omega, so responsive and eager, and she’s never experienced this before. The thought that I’ll be her first makes something primal roar to life in my chest.
“Go on, sweetheart,” I whisper, my voice thick with want. “Why don’t you try it?”
She starts slowly, her tongue darting out to lick along my length. The moment her warm, wet tongue touches the ridges running along my shaft, I nearly come undone. She traces each ridge carefully, learning the texture, her eyes wide with fascination.
