Page 47 of Believe it or Knot

“You feel so good,” I respond with a whimper, hips bucking on instinct. “Fuck, Sorrel. I’m too fucking wound up. I’m going to come too quickly.”

She looks up at me from under her lashes. “That’s probably a good thing. The Ferris wheel is going to move eventually.”

I swear there’s a flare of heat in her eyes as she says it, like she enjoys the idea of getting caught, of people knowing what we’re doing up here. I chuckle. “Lovely, dirty girl. That turns you on, doesn’t it?”

She shrugs and runs the flat of her tongue up the underside of my cock, making me groan. “Yes, just like that. You going to swallow my cum, lovely? You going to drink down every single fucking drop I give you?”

She hums and sucks harder, dropping lower until I hit the back of her throat and she fucking swallows like I’d just been asking her to do. My thumb presses into her clit and she moans around me, the vibrations making stars explode behind my eyes. “Oh, fuck,” I moan, hips thrusting up, sending the cart rocking. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.” My hips punch up with every word, fucking into her open and willing mouth, her throat. “So good, lovely. So fucking good. Just like that.” My fingers tighten in her hair, holding her down, and she fucking lets me, moaning quietly as I use her for my pleasure.

She slides one hand up my thigh and cups my balls through the fabric of my shorts, squeezing and tugging as best as she can, and I fucking explode. Biting my lip, I groan loader than I probably should, hips thrust up and stalling out as she swallows and swallows and swallows. Stars burst behind my eyes and my vision goes spotty.

I might black out for a second, because when I come to, Sorrel has lapped up every drop of cum she can find. She places a gentle kiss on the tip of my cock and then tucks me away, as I just sit there and grin down at her dazedly.

At least, until I realize she’s not so subtly grinding against my hand. “Need some relief, baby?” I ask, sounding smug as fuck, because she’s using my hand to get herself off.

“Yes.” Her cheeks flush deeper as she guides my hand where she needs me. I let her do it happily, groaning when she hooks a finger in the crotch of her shorts and panties and pulls it to the side. I barely get a glimpse of neatly manicured black curls before she’s pressing two of my fingers into her, and it’s just so. Fucking. Sexy.

“Is that where you need me, lovely?” I ask, taking over, sliding my fingers out of her, sticky with her arousal, before pushing them back in slowly, savoring the feel of her wet heat, imagining sliding my cock inside her.

God. It’ll feel like home, won’t it?

“Liam, please.”

“Please what, lovely dirty girl?”

“More,” she gasps as the tips of my fingers move over the rough patch of nerves that makes her back arch.

“More?”

“Yes,” she all but snarls at me. I chuckle. Horny Sorrel is not afraid to ask for what she needs and I fucking love it.

I pull back and force myself into her harder, faster, making her whimper and her eyes roll in pleasure. “Shh, baby. Don’t get too loud. We don’t want anyone to know what we’re doing up here, do we? Don’t want anyone to know that I have my fingers buried in your pretty little cunt. “

Her head snaps up and I watch in amusement as she tries to arrange her face into something that doesn’t look like I’m strumming her g-spot. I lean forward and lick her upper lip, sucking it into my mouth the way I’ve wanted to do from the first time I saw her.

Her tongue flicks out against mine and then we’re kissing, deep and filthy, like my fingers in her pussy and it’s fucking everything I’ve dreamed of.

“Such a good girl,” I murmur against her mouth, her cheek. “Making your omega come like that. Such a filthy fucking girl to do it in public, where anyone could see.” I press a soft kiss to her faintly sweaty temple. “And now I’m gonna make you come. Right here in the middle of the fair. Gonna make my beta squeeze my fingers and gush all over my fucking hand.”

She moans, hips rocking, even as she struggles to keep herself from giving away what I’m doing to her as our cart starts its descent. “Better hurry, Sorrel. I’m not removing my fingers from this pussy until you come, even if that means everyone down there gets a show, gets to see what you look like when you come.” Lies. Lies. Lies.

But she seems to like it, the motion of her hips growing harried as I finger fuck her harder. “Please, please. Please.”

I pull back just enough to watch her come undone, mouths brushing as she grips my wrist and holds me in place, her tight inner muscles squeezing my fingers rhythmically. “Liam.” I swear I almost come again at her breathy, pleasure filled voice saying my name as she reaches her peak. “Oh, fuck. Liam.”

I stick with her through it, easing her down, before regretfully pulling my fingers from inside her, leaving a trail of sticky arousal on her thigh that I make a mental reminder to lick off later. Or maybe Gray or Rafe should do that. I’m sure they’d appreciate being given the chance.

Her chest is heaving and flushed as I smooth her panties back into place and then her shorts, before I give the seam a little pat.

Sorrel looks down and blinks, then looks up at me and blinks again, kiss swollen, mouth parted in shock. “I’m sorry, did you just… pat my vagina? Like we’re on a sports team or something? Like job well done?”

I give her a cheeky little smile and wink. “I mean, it deserves it, doesn’t it? It’s the MVP of pussies.”

A giggle erupts from her and one of her hands flies up to cover her mouth as she absolutely loses it. My heart swells and along with it, the starting chords to a song take shape. I’m going to immortalize this moment in song. Going to write about the first time my beta let me touch her, let me make her feel pleasure.

Not that a song will be enough to fully capture what I’m feeling in this moment, but fuck, I can’t help myself.

She’s still laughing as I lean forward and press my mouth to hers, tasting myself on her lips and her laughter on her tongue. I can’t get enough. I’ll never get enough. Sorrel’s hand drifts up, cups my cheek softly as she kisses me back. And it’s everything.

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