Omegas Gambit 1/4

Chapter 15

"Asami!"

It was the only word her lips would form. The only thought in her head. Asami. Mine. My mate. Have to get back inside. She let out a groan as she stared at Asami's swollen outer lips, still puffy from their previous fucking and absolutely covered in her. The hard bundle of Asami's clit was completely exposed, its hood pushed all the way back, begging for a hand or mouth to tug its pretty red tip. The slick ring of her entrance pulsed as well, searching for something to grip, and Korra growled as thick white ribbons of her release slipped out with each needy flutter.

Not this time. No more stalling or half-steps. She was going to fill Asami with every inch of her knot and every drop of her come no matter what. It was all she wanted. All she needed. She staggered to her feet and lunged forward, seizing hold of Asami's thighs and lining herself up. For once, she didn't miss. The head of her shaft probed at Asami's opening, and within moments, she was sliding inside, panting as warmth grasped her sensitive tip.

Asami let out a needy yelp as she worked in the widest part of her head, but it wasn't a sound of pain. The sharp cry of acceptance destroyed the final scraps of Korra's self-control. She had held it together before, mostly because she hadn't known what she was doing and was too overwhelmed to figure it out. But as she sank into tight, shivering silk and Asami pushed back into her thrusts, arching and lifting her ass to be filled and mounted, Korra surrendered to her instincts. Her hips snapped forward as she gave in to her rut, slamming several more inches into the blissful heat without stopping.

Spirits! You're so hot. Warm. Tight. I've never felt anything like...

Thrusting was glorious. Even with her knot still outside, Asami's velvety walls felt so good. She let out a hoarse moan when she realized that the fluttering she felt around her length wasn't just aftershocks. Asami was preparing to come again, clutching the pipes with one hand and shoving the other between her legs. Korra grunted as the slippery strokes of Asami's fingers teased the base of her cock. They only brushed her on accident as Asami rubbed her own clit in frantic circles, but it was still enough to send ripples along her length. She gritted her teeth, straining with fullness.

At last, Asami came around her in a trembling flood of wetness. Feeling the omega's inner muscles clench and release was almost too overwhelming, but Korra held back. Her need demanded more. She wouldn't—couldn't come again until she was buried all the way inside. She rode out Asami's climax through sheer willpower, although she couldn't manage to still her hips. They kept driving forward, seeking more and forcing movement even when Asami squeezed around her shaft.

"Asami..."

"Korra!" The shout of her name was followed by another gush of wetness, and she groaned as it washed over her thighs, splashing up onto her stomach.

"'Sami, need you—need you to take..." She rubbed her full, aching knot against Asami's entrance, watching in awe as it began to split the glistening pink ring of muscle. Thankfully, the extra slickness made its progress easier.

"Yes," Asami panted. Her head dropped between her shoulders, and she raised herself higher. "Knot me. I want you to fill...Ah!"

Her needy whimpers of pleasure and pain became sharp gasps instead, but Korra didn't need anything more. Asami's muscles fought her on the next few pushes, but she forced her way in, keeping up steady pressure until they finally gave. The tight seal around her loosened, and twin cries tore from both their throats as her knot finally popped through. Asami's inner walls clamped down around the other side, pulling her in and holding her in place, refusing to give her up again.

Korra stared down in amazement, astonished by what she could see. Their pelvises were perfectly aligned, and there wasn't even an inch between them. I'm in her. All the way in her. Tied. She's so hot and slick and I can feel every swollen place...