Rey looked up at him with a look on her face that melted what little resistance was left in his heart. He had found her. She was his, lying underneath him naked save for her boots. And he was going to claim her, right now, to be his forever.

He held his cock in line with her entrance. He was slightly off but her slick slid him to where he needed to be and then he was pushing inside.

Holy fuck. Ben stopped. So warm. So wet. So tight. He panted, almost too overwhelmed and feeling like he would release any second.

Too soon. Not yet. He tried to think of something, anything, other than how nice Rey felt. Snoke. Luke. Hux.

When the danger had passed Ben pushed further, groaning at the sensation of her sliding against him.

Rey gasped and gripped his shoulders.

"Are you okay?"

She kept her eyes closed but nodded.

He pulled out and pushed forward again. And again. And again. Eventually Rey opened her eyes. He had never looked away for a second. As he continued to move she seemed breathless, but her eyes were alive.

Snoke was right. This was his night. And this was worth waiting for. He would make up for lost time. He would marry her tonight if they could find a senior enough member of the clergy quick. Though he doubted his mother would allow that. And Rey deserved the chance to wear a pretty dress. He could wait. But soon. Tomorrow or the next day.

And then they would have a month long honeymoon. If she wasn't with child after tonight then he would make sure she was filled with him multiple times a day until she was. She would look so fucking good with a full pregnant belly. Filled with babies he gave her. She needed feeding up. He would feed her whatever she wanted. By hand if that was what she wanted. His mind drifted to thoughts of their future and what they could do together.

Fuck. Holy fuck.

It was too much and Ben felt the knot at the base of his penis swell. It was something that had only happened to Ben in private. He felt his last thrust forward and his engorged knot catch inside her.

Rey stiffened and cried out.

"I'm sorry. I'm coming, I'm sorry—oh, God!"

Rey tightened and pulsed around him. Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Was Rey okay? He hoped so because that felt good. Another pulse from her, another stream of cum from him.

"Ben." Rey opened her eyes and her body relaxed. Her arms slid off his shoulders above her head. She didn't seem in pain. She seemed relaxed. She smiled.

"I'm sorry, my knot. We're stuck together for a while." He smoothed a wayward strand of her brown hair.

"I know. I'm a country girl." She seemed thoughtful. I always thought it would hurt but it's actually kind of nice. I just feel warm. And full. And boneless. And cozy."

He brushed her cheek, then kissed her gently. This was it. He had found his Omega. He was currently buried balls deep in her and she liked it. He had never felt so calm, relaxed. Released.

Seventeen years of tension eased out of his shoulders.

"So, Rey. Where have you been hiding all of my life?"

She was bashful. "Jakku. I work for Baronet Plutt at Niima House. He's in there, trying to marry one of his daughters to the Prince. Like everyone else I suppose."

Ben felt his eyebrows rise. "Yeah I guess. But you're the one that found a husband."

Rey chuckled and Ben had to take a moment, the way she jiggled and clenched him inside.

"What about you, Ben? Do you live here at the palace or do you stay elsewhere?"

Ben breathed slowly. She really didn't know? "Yeah, I've lived here all my life. My mother and father work here too."

"So lucky. It's so beautiful here. If you marry me do you think I could get a job here too?"

"WHEN I marry you. Yes. I'm sure we can find something for you." Princess, for example. With promotion to Queen in the longer term.

"It's been such a perfect night. I worry I'm going to wake up in my bed and find none of it is real."

Ben smiled. "I know what you mean, but it's real. I promise." And couldn't be any more ideal. He had set out tonight to find his future wife. He had found her. She was beautiful, and seemed to be a nice person. Best of all, she liked him, Ben the person, not all the titles and privilege that came with him. That made things seem less complicated somehow.

In fact there was only one box left unticked.

"What about your parents? Whose permission do I need to marry you?"

Rey's face fell and he immediately regretted the question.

"My parents. I don't know. I was abandoned as a child. Plutt took me in and gave me work and a roof over my head." Rey's eyes glazed over. "All I remember is a carriage driving away and shouting 'come back'. So I guess it's Plutt you're going to have to ask."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."

Rey's focus returned. "Don't be. If you're going to marry me you'd need to know eventually."

"When." He kissed her softly as thoughts as to how to tick the final box whirred around his mind. Those thoughts soon drifted away once his knot deflated and Rey became hungry for more of him. He was only too willing to oblige.

After round two, they fell asleep on their sides, knotted together.