Page 40 of A Knotty Road Trip

“Don’t stop. Please, Alpha,” she cries out, gripping me even tighter and digging her nails into the back of my neck.

“Fuck, Belle,” I roar, cumming once more. My knees shake, and I need to sit down. Turning us, I slide down the tiled wall onto the shower floor, letting the hot water rain down around us.

Leaning my head against the wall, I begin to purr, and Belle looks up at me before kissing my lips until I can hardly breathe.

Yeah, I’m not letting her leave us. It’s official, Belle is ours, and she will be wearing my bite before the end of this year. That’s only a week and a half away. No pressure.

BECKETT

Belle’s moans echo through the bathroom and my cock is about to burst. Tate groans himself, and I look over at him. His skin is flushed, and he’s pacing. Turning my tablet off, I remove my glasses, placing them on the nightstand.

Standing, I strip my clothes, keeping eye contact with Tate the whole time. I think tonight I’ll be in charge. I’m feeling off balance and could use the control right now. “Do you want this?” I ask him, and he nods, groaning.

“Yes, Alpha,” he purrs, and my cock leaks pre-cum from the tip, dripping down my shaft to my knot.

“Strip.” He doesn’t hesitate to kick off his shoes, then continues to rip off his clothes, throwing them everywhere. Moving closer to me, he grips my hair tight and kisses me, while taking his cock and mine, using lube he begins rubbing them together, making them glide easily.

“Fuck, I love the way you feel against me,” I groan, and he smirks against my lips. Shit! He’s such a brat. Smacking his ass hard, I pull away from him and point toward the bed.

“Present yourself for me, baby,” I order and he groans, doing as I said.

When he’s ready for me, I gently prep him by eating his ass. Moving my tongue around his tight hole. Fuck, he tastes amazing, and his scent has my head spinning.

“Beck, fuck,” he grunts as I slip my lubed fingers inside, stretching him for me. He’s never taken my knot, but tonight he’s going to. I am finally going to knot my alpha.

“Ready, baby?” He nods, and I grip my cock, using a lube packet to get him more lubricated. The moment my tip is inside him, my balls tighten, and I know this isn’t going to be long. “Touch yourself, Tate.”

Gripping his cock, he starts to fuck his fist, and the sounds are filthy. Pressing forward, I slip in a few more inches, all the way to my knot. He groans loudly, and I notice that Belle and Angel are quiet.

The thought of them watching us has me even closer. I give a few practice thrusts, making sure he’s really ready for me before picking up the pace. Gripping his hips I fuck into him harder.

“Fuck, Beck, baby,” he babbles, and I bite my bottom lip. So fucking hot.

I spit along his crack, getting him ready for my knot. I don’t want to hurt him, but I need to knot him. I need to fill his tightlittle hole with my cum. I need to lock myself to the man I love, and I think I might even be ready for his bite, but not tonight.

“Fuck, Tate, your ass is mine,” I grunt, pressing harder as my knot begins to push inside.

“Shit, Beck, it’s so big. Fuck! I don’t think I can. Oh GOD!” he shouts as I lock inside of him. I can’t stop myself. I come immediately, filling his ass with my cum.

“Make yourself come, Tate,” I bark, and he grunts loudly as his hips jerk and he makes a mess of the bedding.

He’s trembling. I wrap my arms tight around him, and kiss his back, until he turns and I can finally taste his lips. I love this alpha. He’s mine. My pack. My family and Belle is my omega, but she’s not ready to learn that yet, but it’s only a matter of time before truths are revealed.

The morning comes too soon,and Ken is knocking on our door. Angel gets up and answers as I try to wake up. The scent of coffee fills my nose, and I groan. Fuck, I love that man. Not really, but he does treat us well.

Angel shuts the door and brings our tray of drinks over. Peppermint mocha for me and tea for Tate. I’m not sure what Belle likes, but she moans after her first sip. Angel licks his lips, and his cock perks up.

“Nope, big guy, we do not have time for that,” Belle sasses, rolling her eyes. Handing him her drink, she climbs off the bed, and we all groan as her ass is exposed. She slept in a cropped gray hoodie and no panties.

She was still locked with Angel after a second round in the bathroom, but he moved them to the bed when Belle started to fall asleep wrapped in his arms.

She’s changing us all. Even in a few short days, and the guys don’t even know if she’s their match too. I think she is. She’s too perfect for us not to be.

She’s making me think about the future for the first time ever. Something that would usually put me into a tailspin or an anxiety attack.

Getting dressed, we finish our drinks, leave a large cash tip for the maid, because this room needs sanitation, then leave. Ken waits for us at the check out desk and gives me a sad smile as we join him.

“Angel, why don’t you and Belle go wait in the car. Tate and I have something to do,” I say, and he nods, taking Belle’s hand, leading her toward the automatic doors. The limo is right out front, waiting.

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