Page 48 of Knight With Benefits

“It’s so hard to hold back when everything in me wants you. I want to plow you until I’m sure you won’t be able to walk for the rest of the day.”

My legs tingled the next time his hips slapped into me, as if promising to fulfill his wish. As full as I felt, I knew it was going to get worse when he knotted me, and there was a good chance he’d achieve his goal.

“Don’t hold back. Give it to me.”

It was as if I hadn’t already had the best orgasm of my life only minutes before, tension pooling in my belly and ratcheting higher with each stroke of his shaft. The need to feel him explode was almost as strong as the need to fall over that edge once more.

Sitting up on his knees, Carl took hold of my hips and jerked me closer to him, changing the angle of his penetration. I cried out when he hit a new spot inside me, slick gushing from my core to wet both of us as if he’d hit the button on a water dispenser.

“Oh, fuck.”

He yanked me onto him again as he thrust forward, slamming that sensitive spot and making me clench my eyes as lava boiled in my belly. I wasn’t sure if it was the best thing I’d ever felt, or too much to be comfortable, my mouth stuck open in a silent cry as he pummeled it over and over, until the bed beneath us was soaked with my wetness. If I hadn’t been too caught up in what he was doing, I’d have been mortified, but there wasn’t a particle of me left to worry about the mess. I’d never been like this outside a heat before, but I’d also never had this kind of sex.

“I wish I could fuck you and lick your pussy at the same time. I’d lap up every drop of slick you’re giving me as I kept fucking you for more. Once my knot plugged you up and wouldn’t let me drink from you, I’d suck on your clit until you screamed and begged me to stop.”

He released one hip to dip his fingers between us, the wet glide of his digits on each side of where he impaled me making me imagine exactly what he described. My entire body was drawn tight, trembling with the need to release as I gasped for air beneath the onslaught.

“I might make you beg for a while before I finally let you go, your walls milking my cum straight from my balls until you’re so full it starts to leak back out despite my knot. I’ll fill you until you’re bloated with my cum, and a river of it will flood out when my knot recedes.”

His filthy mouth was going to be the death of me. Each image he painted was so vivid it was as if it was already happening, and all I needed was for him to touch my clit for me to explode.

“Come for me, Gwyn. I want to feel you pulsing around my shaft before I give you my knot and stretch this little pussy wide open.”

Putting his thumb and forefinger on each side of my clit, he massaged it as he made his demand, my body following the alpha’s order as if there was no other option.

Pressing my head into the mattress, my back arched as a blast of pleasure spread from my center, my walls clamping on his shaft and demanding that he follow me over the edge. Latching onto my nipple, he somehow pulled me even closer, his knot burning as he forced it through my opening. Even through the waves of bliss, I felt how much it stretched me, the pain sharp and stabbing before he locked into place behind my pubic bone.

The waning orgasm burst back to life with the first twitch of his cock inside me, painting my womb with his seed. His knot pulsed against my nerve endings, applying so much pressure there was no way to escape the sensations. My limbs twitched at the overstimulation, the plea for mercy whispering through my mind but unable to make its way to my tongue.

Carl shuddered over me, collapsing forward onto his elbows so he didn’t crush me. It felt like his body rippled, a groan leaving him that sounded as full of pain and pleasure as I was as my orgasm went on longer than any before. My belly grew more bloated with each jet of his cum, my pelvis twinging in protest when the bliss eased enough for me to feel anything else.

“Fuck.”

It was a harsh whisper against my neck, a shudder rocking Carl’s body as we both tried to calm our heart rates. Making a noise in my throat, I eased the angle of my hips so they wouldn’t ache so much.

“We did.”

When he chuckled his cock twitched inside me, and I let out a groan as my stretched muscles protested. When I was in heat I wanted a knot constantly, but outside my cycle, they were uncomfortable once the high of release wore off.

“That we did.”

His body softened over mine, the strain bleeding out of him, and he raised his head, moving his fingers to brush the hair from my face. I was sweaty and worn out, but I also felt the glow of satisfaction shining from me.

Carl shifted his hips, making his knot tug on my insides, and I clamped my arms and legs around him to hold him in place.

“Am I squishing you? I can roll us over.”

He acted as if he was going to move again and I squeezed tighter,

“No, it’s fine. Don’t move.”

He huffed a laugh that make his cock jump, sending a shudder rolling out from my center. My muscles were starting to tremble from the workout they’d received plus holding onto his massive body, but as soon as a purr started in his chest, I melted.

“That’s not fair.”

Despite it only being the middle of the day, I was sleepy after fighting the surge of emotions earlier and then the vigorous activity. I could barely keep my eyes open to meet his raised brow.

“What’s not?”

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