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It was almost too much, almost unbearable, the ecstasy of having Kylo locked inside her, filling her up, giving her what her body required, what her Omega needed… but it wasn't the knot that was everything she wanted, he was, it was him.

Although the act of being knotted was not actually something to be feared, the feelings it engendered were - the needy desperation for him to never leave her, to never be parted, to never be alone again...

As he buried his face in her neck, her mouth was naturally brought close to his gland; breathing in the storm of his scent, her mouth prickled, the first taste of him was of thunder and lightning, warmth and safety, it was so intoxicating that her teeth came down of their own accord, and everything went white as her Omega shrieked, incoherent with joy...

When Rey came back to herself, there was a sharp, throbbing pain in her neck, the taste of blood in her mouth, the anchor of her Alpha's knot, and something else, a new sensation or awareness, uniting them.

There was a sharp gasp beside her right ear and she slowly blinked her eyes open as the weight on top of her shifted.

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She had bitten him. His Omega, Rey, had sunk her little teeth into his mating gland, almost at the same time as he had bitten hers. He hadn't meant to, hadn't thought she would want that, would want him, not permanently anyway, so he hadn't intended to bite her. But the imperative had been too great.

Ordinarily it was only Alpha's that bit and mated an Omega, just a one way bond, it was one of the reasons unmated Omega's were rare over the age of twenty, because a bond didn't have to be mutual. The fact that Rey had been able to bite him, creating a two way bond, well and truly confirmed his suspicions - they were True-mates, sometimes called Soulmates. It must be why he had been able to scent her when no other Alpha seemed to, he should have realised at the beginning, when they first met, but True-mates were rare, almost mythical… and what if Rey didn't believe him? What if she thought he somehow forced her to mate him?

When he cautiously shifted up, so he could see her face, her eyes were just opening, pupils huge in the dim light.

There was a little blood on her lips and he realised he could taste hers, lingering on his tongue.

They would be joined for a while yet, so he carefully turned them over till she was draped over his chest.

There was a surprised yip from her and a shudder from him as the movement tugged on his knot.

"Ar-" he had to cough to clear his throat before nervously trying again, "Are you okay?"

Of course there was no undoing a mating bond, it was there until death parted you, but the idea of her being his mate and hating him for it was heart-breaking, he wanted a mate, not a slave, he wanted her.

Her voice, when it came, was raspy, reminding him how she had screamed as she came on his cock, the memory was enough to send goose bumps rippling over his body and despite how much he had emptied himself, he came again.

"Uh," she shuddered at the sensation, then closed her eyes and buried her face in his chest, clearly suddenly shy, but not angry, yet.

"I'm sorry for biting you," she looked up for a second before hiding her face again, cheeks flushed as she chewed her lip.

His hands, which had been lying still through an enormous effort on his part, instantly sought to soothe her, stroking her back and arms.

It hadn't been the response he had been expecting.

Touching her soothed him in turn and he had to suppress a purr.

"Trust me when I say that you never need to apologise for biting me, little one," lifting her tousled hair away from her face, he cupped her cheek, urging her to look at him, "Ever."

She blushed further and once he was sure she had taken that in, he went on to address the wolf in the room.

"But I bit you, too…" he trailed off, unsure how to go on, what he could possibly say.

Rey nodded, "I can feel you," she tapped two fingers at her temple, "in here" and tapped her chest, "and in here."

"I'm sorry-" he started, but she cut him off with a gentle shake of her head.

"Don't be," she didn't elaborate, but he didn't need her to, it was more than enough to send his spirits soaring.

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Rey had fallen back to sleep as Kylo, her mate, was cleaning her neck with his tongue. She was still reeling from what they had done, what it meant now, how it changed everything, but despite this, strangely she didn't feel any compunction over what she had done.

To her relief, Kylo hadn't been angry with her, like her, he hadn't even seemed regretful, she could feel him, knew he wasn't lying to her, and with a spreading warmth through her chest, knew that he was happy.

She next awoke to painful cramps and an empty bed. Panic flooded her still sleepy head as she sat up to look for her mate, had he changed his mind?

But Kylo appeared in the bathroom doorway, and her heartbeat stilled long enough for her to remember the bond they now shared, and that she could feel if he was close.

What next passed through her head wasn't very intelligible, because he was completely stark naked, his cock already hard and jutting out and huge.

It was the first time she had seen him like this, and she had no idea if this was what a typical Alpha looked like, but something told her that no one could possibly come close to the perfection before her.

The sight made her empty pussy clench more insistently and to her displeasure her eyes shut as she curled over herself.

"Omega," the heated, commanding tone made her head lift as he stalked towards her, eyes burning, "Mate."

Each movement he made only highlighted how powerful his body was, but he didn't frighten her, instead a thrill of want zipped up her spine, the bite on her neck throbbed in time with her aching pussy.

When he reached the bed, a huge, hot hand lifted her chin, running his thumb over her lower lip and her gaze was drawn away from his bobbing cock to his face.

The naked desire she saw there was answered by another cramp, her body tried to hunch but her chin was still held fast.

"Alpha," her eyes searched his, and he smiled.

"On your knees, Omega," he slid his fingers away from her face, his voice dragged across her mind, a clear order.

Part of her thought she ought to challenge him, but her body needed him more than her pride objected.

Instinct moved her, turning away from him and bending down so her head rested on her arms, back arching as she kept her knees up.

Despite all they had done with each other, all he had seen of her, she found herself blushing, knowing she was baring everything to him.

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It was a sight Kylo would carry close to his heart for the rest of his days, his mate, presenting herself for him.

Covered in slick, pink and puffy and perfect, the pert roundness of her ass surprising and he noticed with satisfaction that she had put on weight since her last heat, her ribs no longer so stuck out, her hips bones not so sharp.

She still had a way to go before she was healthy, but he would make sure she got there, she would need to be strong for the pups.

The idea of filling her with his seed and having it take root sent fire through him and he knelt behind her, gripping her hips as she wiggled them at him, and slid home with a single thrust.

A shocked squeal ripped from her, followed by a gasp and a long moan, her pussy pulsing around him.

His hands met at her spine, encompassing her small waist, stroking his ego, then his avid gaze moved to the place where they were joined, as he slowly pulled almost all the way out, watching the way her body gripped him, trying to pull him back in.

It was mesmerising, the way she fit him, how small she was but how much she could take, but the need to move, to fill her and knot her, overrode his fascination and he gave into instinct.

This position sent him deep inside her, hitting her in the right spot to send her crying over the edge, never stopping or slowing down, forcing her to orgasm again and again, determined to satiate her every need.

As his knot began to thicken, he leaned over her back, curling so his mouth could reach her neck, sucking on the indent of his teeth, slipping one arm underneath her hips when he felt her about to lose the ability to stay upright.

His knot caught and held and his eyes rolled back as he came, filling her with his seed, the hand on her stomach pressing over the spot where he could feel himself inside her as her muscles worked to milk him of everything he had.

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Rey was overwhelmed - her mind just a white noise of mind-shattering pleasure. The ability to do anything but be fucked and filled had left her as Kylo pounded into her, pushing her body further than she would have imagined possible.

When his knot had once more locked them together, there was just the sound of their panting breaths and occasional gasps or moans when he would shoot another load inside her.

After a little while, he turned them carefully on their sides, his mouth back to caressing her mating gland as his free hand slipped down her body and started stroking her already abused clit.

A startled whine escaped her and she tried to shuffle away from him before remembering they were joined together. The resulting tug sent another jet of come into her, her pussy rippling from the added stimulation.

"Shh," Kylo crooned into her ear, "You can take it, Omega, I promise. Such a good girl for me. Such a perfect mate."

He paused to groan, then continued murmuring words of praise and encouragement until he wrung another orgasm out of her and she passed out.

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Kylo surrendered to sleep shortly after Rey did, still inside her, right where he belonged.

He was awoken by his empty stomach and realised it had been much too long since he fed her, and by now she must be dehydrated.

Mentally scolding himself for being so neglectful, he slid from her embrace, wincing as he felt the rush of liquid leave her, wishing he could keep her locked on his knot forever.

But it was his job to keep her safe and healthy, to make sure she wanted for nothing, so he made his way carefully over to the door. Outside there was a tray, heaped with food and two large bottles of smart water... but there was also the scent of other Alphas.

Instantly his hackles rose, at least Mitaka had made the tray up, so collecting that wasn't an issue but even after he closed the door he was antsy.

Putting a chair under the door handle helped, but he still wasn't happy, a glance at the bed showed Rey still asleep, small and vulnerable and utterly irresistible.

With a growl, he went to his walk-in closet, it was smaller than the original one, but after ripping most of his clothes and all of his shoes out, he was able to make it comfortable.

Carefully, he fetched Rey, shushing her as she stirred, gently laying her down in the simple nest he'd made before going back to the bed to collect pillows and the comforter which wasn't as ruined as the sheets.

Despite his reassurances, he found her sitting up, blinking owlishly in the dim light of the partly shut door.

When he presented her with the bedding, her back straightened and she immediately took it, turning away from him so she could arrange things to her liking, and he was delighted when she started emitting soft, contented chirrups.

While she was busy he retrieved the food and water, and set it down like an offering at the threshold.

Although he hadn't prepared the food this time, his money had paid for it, so his need to show her he could provide was appeased.

Her body was still flushed, glistening in the low light, and he suddenly had an intense urge to lick every inch of her skin.

But he knelt, waiting for her to finish arranging the nest, cock hard and bobbing insistently against his stomach.

When she turned and took in the food, she emitted a pleased hum, then raised her eyes to his before glancing shyly behind her to the nest and then back at him, biting her lip.

Oh.

"It's a perfect nest, little one," he told her, "Such a good mate."

He shuffled nearer till he could comfortably reach her, then offered her a roll of smoked salmon, pressing it to her lips, which she opened obediently.

Last time, he'd had to watch her eat but this time he was allowed to feed her, making sure she chewed her food rather than eating too quickly.

They both managed to eat and rehydrate, but it wasn't long before they both felt their need rise again.

His need was such that he didn't ask for an invite into the nest, but his Alpha told him that they were mates and it wasn't required.

Whether that was really true or not, maybe later he would consider, but for now, his mouth went straight to her neck, again caressing his bite with his tongue.

He felt her shiver against him, despite her burning skin, but when he went to turn her, she shook her head and awkwardly patted her stomach.

"Too much food."

Moving away from her neck, he let out a disapproving growl, but when he saw her distressed expression, he stopped.

"Need to knot you."

He moved and sat against the wall of the closet and urged her to straddle his hips, the sensation of her slick heat rubbing against his cock was something another time he may revel in, but not when their need was so urgent.

He lifted his hips up and she pushed down, meeting in the middle and letting out twin moans when he hit his limit.

"So full," her words were hushed, almost awestruck, and he was fairly certain she was no longer referring to the food they had eaten.

His fingers, which had been gripping her hips, moved so he could circle her sensitive clit and he found himself lamenting the fact that he wasn't able to fuck her and lick it at the same time. The way she squirmed and whimpered made up for his lack, and he quickly forgot it as her muscles fluttered around him and they both began to move.

After a few moments of adjusting to the position, she started to move with abandon, and any lingering parts of his rational mind left him once again.

After she came, her shaking muscles went lax and she fell against his chest, her warm breaths puffing against her bite mark.

With a growl, he lifted his hips, gripped her by the thighs and moved her up and down his cock like a doll. A feral grin pulled at his lips at her surprised gasp, which quickly morphed into whimpers as her body pulsated around him.

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Each time Kylo's knot inflated caught Rey by surprise - it wasn't that she didn't expect it now, it was that it was so overpowering. It felt as though she wouldn't be able to take it, and after fearing something for so long, discovering that there wasn't anything to be afraid of, indeed, that she absolutely fucking loved it, was a revelation. This, coupled with the pleasure and just how natural yet mind blowing it was, left her giddy and almost bewildered.

Her Omega instincts, which previously she had tried her absolute best to deny and ignore, now helped her navigate the deluge of sensations, hormones, pheromones and thoughts that filled her head and senses.

She lost count of the times he knotted her, the different ways he took her, the amount of times he made her climax, but she could take it.

It felt right, being with him, natural, and there was something about the way he treated her that made her feel powerful.

Thankfully her lack of experience didn't seem to bother him at all, there was never any indication that he found her lack of the typical Omega curves displeasing either. Though he had bitten her, there was a slight concern that started to surface as her heat came to an end, that he may start to regret it, once their pheromones settled and their animal instincts diminished. A mating bond was for life after all, in some ways, what they had done was the same as drunkenly getting married in Vegas… With her Omega sated, her mind reminded her of her lonely life, of being unwanted or only wanted for her designation or for her labour. No one had ever really wanted her, as a person. These anxious thoughts edged their way into her mind as she was drifting off and the dreams that followed were troubled.

But she awoke to soft lips pressing against hers, her eyelids fluttered slowly open as gentle kisses peppered her face.

Kylo was making that deep, soothing sound in his chest, like a contented cat. She could feel his hot body curled around hers, almost protectively, and she couldn't help but wistfully wonder if this was really real.

His scent was less demanding than it had been before she slipped into sleep, but her body still craved him; though she wasn't sure if it would ever really leave her now.

"You were unhappy," he mumbled in-between kisses, "I could feel it."

It felt as though her heart squeezed in her chest and she almost told him why, but her body prevented her by releasing slick as the need inside her rose again, despite the tenderness and aches she was starting to feel.

Gently, she was turned so she was facing him, he lifted the leg she wasn't resting on and pressed his hips to hers, he was just so hot, every part of him.

The press of him entering her made her whine, the new position sent him deep, but his thrusts were smooth and measured.

She clutched at his shoulder and chest as she felt the pleasure build, a way to anchor herself as one of his hands caressed her breasts and his head bent to suck yet again on his bite mark, but as she came, his lips found hers, swallowing her whimpers and then groaning into her mouth as his knot swelled again.

Somehow, she could tell it was for the last time, and a sadness filled her, even as she shuddered with the pleasure as his tongue explored her mouth.

She didn't want this to be over, this closeness, this intimacy, it was something she had never experienced before now and she was loath to let it go… because what if it meant also letting Kylo go too?

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A/N: Post heat Rey is anxious Rey, but I'm not sure you can blame her.

Had this in my head for some of this - It's Me That You Need by Elton John