Page 39 of A Knotty Road Trip

ANGEL

This omega is driving me insane. The way she thinks, speaks, eats, breathes. I have been rock hard since Target and my knot physically aches. I need her pussy right now.

Shoving past Tate and Beck, who opened the door after I couldn’t get the key to work, I walk toward the bathroom and set Belle onto the vanity counter, shutting the door behind us.

“Strip,” I order, and her nostrils flare. Crossing her arms, she pouts, batting her dark eyelashes.

God, she’s beautiful. Even with her rumpled clothes and messy hair. I think I’d like her covered in paint at this point.

“You’re not the boss of me, Angel,” she sasses, and my hand twitches. Fuck, I can’t wait to get her alone on a bed. I have a penchant for restraints, and she would be glorious sprawled out at my mercy.

“Fine, I’ll strip. I guess I’ll just take a nice hot, steamy, wet shower alone.” Giving her my back, I slip off my leather jacket,place it on a shelf, grab my tee from the back of my neck and pull it over my head.

Belle whimpers behind me, and I can hear her squirm. I bet she’s slick as hell right now, and my mouth waters for a taste. I never did get one last night. But I made my move. It’s hers now.

As I toss my shirt on top of my jacket, I reach for the band of my borrowed sweatpants, and pull them and my boxers down to my ankles, then kick them off.

“Damn,” Belle groans, and I smirk. Ignoring her, I walk into the shower, then shut the glass door and turn the hot water on. When the steam rises, I use some body wash and grip my cock, stroking it.

If I happen to moan loudly to tease a bratty omega… Well, then she better hurry up and join me or this tiled wall will be getting my cum.

The door opens, and a blast of cool air hits my heated skin. “Why are you so fucking hot,” Belle complains, and I laugh.

Turning, I continue to jack myself, gripping my knot and holding it. Belle whimpers and drops to her knees, opening her mouth.

“I don’t think you deserve my cock, Vixen,” I coo, groaning as my knot aches to be inside her. Fuck, Belle on her knees for me will stay in my thoughts for a long time.

“Please, Alpha, I need it,” she whines, and my balls tighten. I nod, giving her permission, because I’m not sure I could even speak right now. She moves closer on her knees and grips my cock.

Her tiny hand, trying to wrap around me, is going to have me exploding too soon. She opens her mouth again and sticks her tongue out. I smack my tip against it a few times, before she sucks me in.

Damn, I have missed her lips wrapped around me, but this time I am knotting her tight cunt, not her mouth. Grabbing myass, she pulls me further into her mouth and hums. My legs shake, and I know that I need to hurry this up.

Shifting back from her, I grab her arm and pull her up, so that I can kiss her lips.

“Do we need some form of protection?” I ask. Belle looks over my shoulder, her eyes growing hazy.

“No, I’m covered. I have the implant… My father wanted to make sure I didn’t return from the Academy with any bastards. His words, not mine.”

“That’s fucked up,” I growl, lifting her, she wraps her arms around my neck, and her legs around my hips. My cock slips in her slick and I groan, placing my forehead against hers.

“It’s just how he is; has to control every moment of my life,” she whispers, and I sigh.

She’s not going back to her house. She’s staying with us. I have made a decision, and I am going to follow through. She can pop in, pack her shit, but then I’m going back to get her. I will marry this omega if need be.

“Please, stop teasing me, Angel,” she groans, and I laugh. My cock has a mind of its own, as the tip keeps sliding inside her and out.

“Fuck, you feel amazing, Vixen,” I moan, and she whimpers. I love when she loses herself for me. I can’t wait to have her during her heat. To knot and fuck her over and over again.

“Please, I need your knot,” she moans as I thrust deeper inside of her. Then I spin us so she’s under the hot water now, so I can fuck her into the wall. “Angellll,” she moans, and I smirk, picking up the pace.

“This is going to be fast, baby girl,” I warn as I pick up the pace, my knot hitting just right, as she clenches my cock so tight. “Fuck, you feel like sin. Something this perfect must be a trick,” I mumble, then cringe.

Damn, that was cheesy, but she’s so lost in the moment. I don’t think she heard me. Her slick coats my thighs, I groan at how badly I want to knot her… No, I need to knot her.

I shove myself harder, reaching around to rub her clit. I need her completely ready for me. “Come, Vixen,” I grunt as my knot continues to try to slip in. “Let me in, baby girl,” I order, and her head tips back, smacking into the wall as she comes all over my cock, and my knot slips inside with a pop.

“Fuck, yes,” I groan, shifting a little then finally filling her with my cum.

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