Make Me: The World of Knott

The plug was ripped from me and I screamed. I screamed and then I moaned as the terrible, wonderful pressure vanished and I was left open and empty before him.

"The moon has blessed me. Look at that gape." His voice was a moan as his finger traced the edge of my ass, the circle much wider than it should have been. "You are making your daddy very happy."

His hands cupped my ass, spreading my cheeks as he held me down against the platform and bowed to me. His fangs pressed in only once, letting more blood pour over my skin before he began to feast. The icy snake of his tongue moved over me, it ringed the open hole of my ass, turning all of that burning heat into a pleasure I had never felt before. I still clung to the edge of the platform but this time it was in need of something solid as the drug of his bite mixed with the absolute ecstasy of his tongue on my ass.

In my ass.

"Good pet," he said between licks, and I moaned louder, trying to rock my hips into his face, practically begging for more. But he held me still, holding me down as he feasted on me.

On my blood.

On my slick.

His tongue slid from my ass to my cunt and back again, his moans growing as my world began to spin.

"Daddy." It was the only word I could get out, and he just moaned, continuing his feast as he brought me closer and closer to the edge.

I came before I knew what was happening, my slick turning into a flood as my body threatened to collapse, every muscle growing tight before it forgot how to exist altogether.

"Good girl," he said, lapping up my come as he held me to his face. "I don't know if you are quite ready, but I don't care. I am going to fuck this gape, I am going to make you take my knot, and fill you with my cum."

My body tensed, even as I moaned and rocked into him in a silent plea. I needed him, I needed him inside of me.

"Do you want daddy to fuck your ass?"

"Daddy." Again, it was only one word, and I wasn't sure if it was a plea or panic. "Daddy."

His hands left me as the sound of a zipper matched the low rumble of my moans. Before I could even shift enough to see it, the wide head of his cock was against me. He slipped it between my pussy lips, letting the head press inside just enough to cover it in my slick. I rocked into him, whimpering in pleasure, but he just chuckled and pulled back.

"No, pet. Not your cunt. I want it to hurt the first time, and fucking your ass will make us both scream in delight, I promise." His warning shivered through me, my better sense coming to attention as the wide head of his cock slipped over my tender flesh and pressed itself against the pleading, open mouth of my ass. I was open for him, but I wasn't open enough.

I was already screaming with the first inch of him. I gripped the platform, trying to use it as leverage to get away, but he held firm.

"Such music, sing for daddy," he cooed as he pulled me back, into the cock that was trying to kill me. "Take my cock."

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?"

Aldric's fingers turned into knives against my hips as he gripped me, the slow progression of his cock freezing as I looked up to the furious Synian king that had just walked in.

Garret stood there, his ponytail pulled up into a man bun, his suit wrinkled and windswept, and his face full of absolute fury. I thought Aldric's eyes had been black before, but Garett’s were saturated in the inky color. There wasn't any white in the wide glare he was fixing on the king behind me.

I didn't know if I should be more scared of the cock I was being impaled on, or the black-eyed demon before me.

"I am taking my pet for a walk. What the hell do you think I am doing? Get the fuck out Garret and let me cum in peace." Aldric was snarling, his fury rampaging through my body as he began to shove his way into me again.

I screamed, and I could have sworn I heard Garret snarl.

"You do not treat an Omega this way. How many times do I have to tell--"

"And how many times do I need to remind you that I am older, and don't give a flying fart what you think. Now leave, so I can take this ass in peace." He moved in more. Tears slipped down my cheeks as I cried, as the ecstasy I had felt before slipped away.

"This is why he took them from us in the first place, you know," Garret continued, seemingly unphased by my sobs as he faced Aldric down. This time, however, the wicked king stopped, the grip he had on my hips sharp enough to draw blood. "This is why Healynas--"

"Don't you dare speak of that man to me!" Aldric roared. "I will end him."

"Not if you destroy our one chance of doing so. Treat her like an Omega, Aldric, or none of your plans will come to pass."

Aldric snarled, the feral sound bouncing off the tile before he threw me away from him. My weak limbs tangled together as I tumbled forward. I would have gone over the edge of the platform if Garret had not rushed forward to grab me.

I knew that Synians could move fast, had seen an inkling of that when Parris removed his clothes in the blink of an eye last night. But Garret was literally in one place one second, and scooping me up out of the air the next.

"Leave, Aldric," Garret commanded, holding me against him. Aldric only laughed.

"Baby her all you want, brother, but I will be back. I will be the one to control her, and then I will be the one to take back what we lost and rule again."