Page 58 of Knot All that Glitters: Part 1

But we’re going to get there.Quick.

With that in mind, I bob my head forward, testing how that feels, if I can go farther. Another groan from him has me feeling bolder. “Fuck, baby girl,” he hisses as I swallow him down until he bumps the back of my throat. “Fuck, just like that.”

I pull back and lick from root to tip, sucking on the end like a lollypop before swallowing him again.

His thumb brushes the corner of my mouth. “You look so pretty on your knees, swallowing my cock, baby girl. Hold it right there. Yeah, just like that. Now swallow.Fuck yes.”

Something told me he wouldn’t let me be in control for long, and that’s okay. I don’t need to be. I just want him to feel good, to know I’m the one doing that to him. His head tips back, slams against the brick wall. “Fuck, Haven. I’m gonna have to fuck your throat. I’m sorry about that, but you just… You feel too fucking good. I need you to choke on my cock.” He drops his head down and looks at me. “Can you do that for me, baby? Be a good girl and let me fuck your face hard and fast?”

I hum my agreement and nod as best as I can. He doesn’t wait for more than that from me, sliding both of his hands to the back of my head. “Relax for me, baby.”

Impossible, but I understand what he means. I drop my mouth open wider and relax the muscles of my throat as he moves, fucking into me hard and fast, just like he said. I slide my hands onto his thighs and dig my fingers in for balance, and he grunts.

“So good, baby girl. So fucking good. I can smell your slick. You wet for me? You wet from me fucking your throat? Is your little clit throbbing?” I mewl around his cock and he pauses in his motion just long enough to pull out. “What was that, baby girl?”

I don’t answer fast enough and he growls, slapping my cheek with his hard length. “When I ask a question, you answer me, understand?”

“Yes, alpha,” I agree immediately, clenching my thighs together. “I’m so wet. All for you.”

He grunts and prods at my mouth with the tip of his cock. “Open.” I do, and he slides in again. “Touch your little wet pussy for me, baby. I want you to come while I choke you with my dick.”

He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I flick the button of my jeans and slide my hand under the waistband of my panties. I can’t get that good of an angle with my pants still on, but I don’t think it’s going to matter. Not when I feel so wound up already. Not when I’m pretty sure I could have come with no stimulation at all.

“I want two fingers in your little pussy,” Creed orders, and I move to obey, thrusting them inside me with as much fervor as I can.

“Fuck, baby girl, just like that. You gonna come for me?”

I mewl again, hips thrusting in time with his. I’m not really able to fuck my fingers. But it doesn’t matter.

“The fuck?” Creed growls. One of his hands leaves my head for a moment, before its back, maybe a little gentler than he had been. “I’m sorry, baby girl,” he mutters, and I don’t understand the apology. “I can’t stop. I can’t fucking stop. Gotta come. You need to swallow it down for me, every drop of my cum, just for you.” I moan and he curses. “Fuck. Fuck. Yeah. Come for me, Haven. Come for your alpha.”

I cry out, the sound muffled by his cock. Pleasure flows through my body, making my back arch and stars explode behind my eyes. Creed’s grip on my hair tightens, his hips pound into my face once, twice more, and then he stalls out with my lips pressed against his knot, the tip of my nose almost brushing his pelvis.

Saliva drips from my mouth, making a mess on my chin and splattering on the knees of my jeans. “Haven,” he groans out, just before he comes. I try to swallow down every drop like he wanted me to, but it’s so much. Sticky white substance joins my saliva on my chin and my jeans.

Creed’s breathing heavy, chest heaving as I pull my fingers from inside me and use my other hand to stroke a soothingpath up and down his thighs. His fingers in my hair tighten and release rhythmically, his cock softens in my mouth.

I stay where I am, ignoring the ache in my knees, sensing he needs a moment to gather himself. His hands loosen their grip, stroking through my hair gently, before he pulls his cock from my mouth and tucks it away.

When he looks back at me, he doesn’t meet my eyes, focusing instead on the cum on my chin.

He whips it with his thumb and slides the sticky mess between my lips, onto my tongue. “Swallow that down.”

I do.

Still not meeting my eyes, he helps me to my feet, rights my clothing, buttoning my jeans and smoothing my shirt. The longer he goes without really looking at me, the more uncomfortable I get. “Creed?”

I stumble back when he flinches.Shit.He didn’t actually want this. He was humoring me. Trying to give me what I wanted, to give his pack what they want. But he clearly is regretting it now.

“I’m sorry,” I choke out, backing up a step again. Hardly registering when his eyes shoot up to mine. I shake my head. “I shouldn’t have… I’m sorry.”

Quick as a flash, he’s on me, wrapping me in his arms, rocking me gently. “No, baby girl. No. You have nothing to be sorry for. Other than sucking my damn soul out of me through my cock. You did so good. So fucking good. You hear me?”

I tentatively coil my arms around his waist. “You regret it.”

He sighs into the top of my head. “I regret that we did that here, in an alley where anyone could see. You deserve better than to kneel on cement and have my fuck your face like that.”

“But I liked it.”

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