Page 33 of Knight With Benefits

I’d never wanted something as much as I wanted that hot, heavy length inside me, but Carl either misunderstood, or was trying to make me be clearer about it. He pressed his mouth to mine again, claiming every bit of it, but all he did was thrust against me instead of getting inside where he belonged.

Growing impatient, I slipped a hand down between us and took hold of him, drawing a grunt of surprise from the alpha covering me. His hips twitched, my slick making him slide within my hold, and his breathing stuttered.

“In me. Now.”

My desire lent a growl to the words, helping me force them out past the threat of embarrassment. The chest holding me down rumbled before green eyes bore into mine.

“I haven’t even—”

He acted like he was pulling away, his length almost slipping from my grasp until I squeezed and used my heels to press into his ass and keep him in place.

“Now! Fuck me already!”

A shiver passed through him, the muscles in his shoulders bunching, and his eyes flashed orange before settling back into their usual emerald. The reminder that he was different should have scared me, but all it did was send another surge of wetness to ease the way.

“Then line me up.”

He pulled his hips back just enough for me to push his tip into place, my entrance already having to spread to accommodate him. He let out a hiss before dropping a quick peck to my lips.

“You wanted it, so you better hold on tight.”

Chapter Fourteen

Carl

The heat of her enveloped my crown, sending my eyes rolling back in my head. I was hanging on by a thread, keeping control by nothing more than sheer will.

Another inch sank into her wetness, drawing a groan from my chest. Her scent was thick around us, the sweetness something I could taste on the back of my tongue. I’d planned to taste her slick too, but her demand for me to fuck her had scrambled my plans.

Her moan turned into a whine as I kept pushing forward, and she wriggled beneath me. I was propped on my elbows, her breasts squished between us where I could feel her heaving breaths, her legs squeezing my hips as I gave her more and more. Her eyes were scrunched closed, lips parted, and her hair had come loose from the elastic to stick to her cheeks and forehead. I pushed it back from her face as I reversed.

“Good?”

Despite the urge to slam into her, I had to be sure she was okay.

She nodded, hands and heels urging me on. I wanted to hear her, wanted her to let go of the reins she held so tight, but I decided I could be patient and work up to that.

“More?”

It was agony to keep myself to shallow thrust instead of burying the rest of me inside her. My bear and every alpha instinct wanted me to drive my cock so deep my knot could lodge in her, but it was too soon. I had to make this last, for both our sakes.

“Yes. More!”

She tugged again and I let her pull me deeper, the noise radiating from my chest a mangled merging of a groan and a growl. My bear kept surging forward, trying to make me lean down and sink my teeth into the pale column of her neck despite her not being in heat, but I couldn't let it happen. I wouldn’t break her trust like that.

Inch by inch, she took me in, until my partially inflated knot pressed against her entrance. I’d wanted her too much to keep it from swelling early, and I knew if I forced it into her, that would be the end. I’d fill her up, and what might be my only chance, would be over.

Every muscle protested as I pulled back, Gwyn clinging to me and doing her best to hold me in. My control snapped and I pushed forward again, slamming into her with enough force to rock her entire body. I tried to remember she laid on bare concrete, that I needed to take it easy on her, but it was hard when everything was urging me to do the opposite.

My hips snapped forward again, the wet slap of our skin loud when the only other sound was our heavy breathing. Her wetness drove me on, her channel rippling around my invasion as if trying to help me get deeper with each thrust.

“It’s too good. I’m going to explode.”

Her insides fluttered, the tension in her body ready to break. Her nails dug into my arms, the pain barely registering through the other sensations flooding me. My balls had drawn tight, my shaft tingling with the need to release, but I couldn’t let go without her.

Reaching down, I hooked my arm beneath one of her legs, spreading her wider as I braced on that hand to free the other. Her cry rang through the building and a bubble of pride warmed my chest, but I wanted more. I wanted her screaming for my knot, coming so hard she’d forgive me for only giving her one.

“I need you to come for me so I can give you my knot. I’m going to fill you up.”

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