Page 81 of Knight With Benefits

My gaze cut down to where we joined as I kneaded the hefty weight of the globes I held, my cock pulsing at the sight of her cunt spread wide, glistening with her slick. My skin had darkened to the deep black of my bear, making the vivid red of her stretched lower lips stand out even more, and I gave an uncontrollable thrust at the need to see it disappear inside her.

Her gasp and following whine brought my eyes back up to hers.

“My perfect mate, you’re doing such a good job. You’ve taken my cock so well, but now it’s time for my knot.”

My voice was rough coming from a mouth not meant to speak, but I knew she could understand me. The crease between her brows deepened as she let out another whine, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. It was obvious she was uncomfortable, but as much as I wanted to sink my teeth into her and lay my claim, I needed to be locked inside her first.

“Relax and let me in, Gwyn.”

Biting her lip, she sucked in a deep breath before nodding, my grin giving her an eyeful of teeth as I moved my hand over her soft belly to place my thumb atop her clit.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

Gwyn

Already so full I had no idea how I could take more, I did my best to follow Carl’s instructions, but tension ran along my spine and tightened around my hips. He was massive as a man, but like this, this monstrous thing he’d become, it was beyond comprehending how I could take him.

But those gorgeous green eyes I loved stared back at me from the new face, and I knew if he said it could be done, then he was right. He’d never hurt me, so as uncomfortable as it was, and as impossible as it seemed, I did my best to relax and let him in deeper.

My core spasmed, the stretch of his cock shifting from pleasant to aching. My lower lips were at their limit trying to allow his bulging knot passage into me, and I couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped my throat.

“Shh. It’s okay. You’re doing so good.”

His new shape mangled the words, but they were still soothing to the instinctive part that had taken over. Thoughts were difficult and slow to form, my entire being focused on the alpha impaling me and what he was doing to my sensitive clit. The small circles with the gentle rocking of his hips were completely opposite to what he’d been doing before sitting up, but it was still driving me to another irresistible peak.

My thighs trembled with the strain of being spread so wide, a single one of his almost as thick as my waist. His other hand had gripped my hip, the tips of his claws pricking the cushion of my backside as he angled me the way he wanted.

Carl switched from circles to rubbing side to side over my clit, the roughness of his pad making the sensitive nub almost short circuit. I gasped and bucked, fresh slick gushing over his lap as I came again, my overworked core barely able to clench on the massive intrusion splitting me open.

“Please!”

I didn’t even know what I was begging for.

More?

A break?

His knot?

Relief from the stretch?

I wanted it all equally, but I was still missing the anchor of the bond, and I was going to do whatever it took to get it.

Removing his thumb from my clit, Carl reached over my head, scooping me up on his arm while keeping his claws from cutting me. There were a few dots of bright red on my chest where he hadn’t been careful enough as he left the pink welts on my breasts, but I found I didn’t mind. Those little marks proved how much I tested his control, and I wanted more of them.

“Almost there, Beautiful.”

It always warmed me when he called me that, and I sagged against his chest, my muscles tired from the orgasms he’d forced on me. As much as I craved them and needed them to sate my heat, it still took its toll on my energy.

The hand on my hip shifted, his palm easily covering one entire lower cheek as he held my weight, the other arm keeping me against his chest. Instead of thrusting, he rotated his hips, letting more and more of my weight bear down on where he entered me, my slick and gravity forcing more of his width through my opening.

I rocked with his motion, unable to stop myself. As tired as I was, and as sated as my muscles felt, instinct still drove me on, needing an alpha’s seed to cool the lava burning through my veins.

“That’s it. Take me.”

The last two words were growled with a buck of his hips, the widest part of his knot finally popping through. The fullness I’d felt before was nothing to the cramped, bloated feeling of having all of him inside me, and I moaned as I fought to pull away. He held me in place, using the hand supporting me to grind me against his pelvis until a new wave started to build, my resistance becoming trembling anticipation.

The pressure inside grew as his knot swelled further, sparking pain along nerves already overwhelmed with pleasure. I clung to his sides, gasping into the fur on his chest, unable to resist the rising tide.

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