Lena’s apartment reeked of slick. She paced the living room naked, thighs shiny and dripping, every step sending another wave of her omega scent into the air. Her pussy throbbed, empty and aching, and she shoved two fingers inside herself with a wet squelch just to take the edge off. It wasn’t enough. Her heat had hit hard this time, and she needed an alpha’s knot or she was going to lose her mind.
She grabbed her phone and texted Jax one word: Now.
He didn’t bother knocking. The door slammed open and he filled the frame, all broad shoulders and dark eyes gone black with rut. “Fuck, you smell like you’re dying for it,” he growled, already yanking his shirt off. His cock strained against his jeans, thick and obvious.
“Get over here and shut up,” Lena snapped, voice rough. She dropped to her knees in front of him the second he was close, ripping his fly open. His cock sprang free, heavy and veined, the head already leaking. She wrapped both hands around it and swallowed him down in one greedy motion, gagging when it hit the back of her throat.
Jax’s hand fisted in her hair. “That’s it, take that cock like the desperate little omega you are.” He fucked her mouth in short, rough thrusts, saliva and precome spilling down her chin. Lena moaned around him, her own fingers working furiously between her legs, three of them now, stretching her soaked cunt.
She pulled off with a pop. “Knot me. Now. I need it.”
He hauled her up and spun her around, bending her over the back of the couch. Her ass was up, pussy presented, slick running in strings down her inner thighs. Jax didn’t tease.

He lined up and drove in balls-deep on the first thrust, grunting at how tight she clamped around him.
“Goddamn, you’re burning up inside,” he snarled, hips snapping hard. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. Lena pushed back to meet every thrust, crying out every time his cock dragged over that swollen spot inside her. “Harder. Knot me, you bastard.”
Jax’s hand came down on her ass with a sharp crack. He gripped her hips and pounded into her, knot already starting to swell at the base of his cock. Each thrust forced it a little deeper, stretching her entrance. Lena’s legs shook. She reached back and spread herself wider, desperate to take it.
When the knot finally popped past her rim, she screamed. It locked them together, thick and pulsing, stretching her cunt to the limit. Jax leaned over her back, teeth sinking into her shoulder as he ground the knot deeper. “Take it all, omega. Gonna fill this pussy until it’s leaking for days.”
He came with a guttural groan, cock jerking inside her as hot spurts flooded her womb. The knot kept them sealed, every throb sending another rush of come into her. Lena’s orgasm hit like a punch, her walls fluttering and milking him, slick and seed mixing and dripping down her legs.
They stayed locked like that for long minutes, Jax’s hands roaming her body, pinching her nipples, rubbing her clit until she came again, smaller and sharper. When the knot finally went down enough, he pulled out and flipped her onto her back on the couch.
“Still not done,” he said, voice raw. He pushed her knees to her chest and sank back in, fucking her with long, filthy strokes that made obscene wet sounds. Lena clawed at his shoulders, begging for more, for his come, for his bite. He gave her the first two, knot swelling again and locking them tight while he pumped another load deep inside her.
By the time the heat finally ebbed, hours later, Lena was sprawled in a nest of ruined sheets, come and slick drying on her skin, Jax’s arm heavy across her waist. Her body ached in the best way, thoroughly used and sated. She turned her head and smirked at him. “Same time next month?”
He laughed, low and rough. “Count on it, omega.”