Page 62 of Knot Mine

“Not yet, Hedgehog. I need to stretch you out a little first.”

“Noooooo,” I pout, tugging his hair as I try to push against his length again.

Zale lands a light spanking on my ass cheek and for one blissful moment, my mind blanks before the longing comes back stronger. With one hand in his hair and the other clawing down his chest, I start rolling my hips, leaning forward to chase the friction of my dick against his abs. Sinking my teeth into his collarbone, I move faster, going out of my mind with lust. The heat was consuming me. I wasn’t going to survive this.

“Shiloh,” he raises a brow, his voice laced with authority and I go still. “We do this my way, or not at all.”

“Fine.” I grumble, burying my face into his shoulder. He may be pulling the alpha card, but I was still confident that if I said no, he’d still stop. I held the power here, but I didn’t mind letting him be in charge until we were done. After all, it was making my cock drip, spurts of precum dribbling down my shaft every time he spoke softly in my ear.

“Good boy.”

“I hate you.”

He kisses my head before carrying me over to the bed. “I know. And I promise to spend the rest of our lives making you change your mind.”

Gently, he flips us so that I’m pinned beneath him, his large body caging me in and my omega instincts love it. Settling between my legs, he pushes my thighs apart until they burn. The pain mixes with the pleasure of his touch, the feel of his body on mine as he leans in to kiss me and I can’t help the small noises I make. He swallows down every whimper, every plea.

His fingertips bush over my sensitive rim, my hole fluttering as he teases me. The tip of his nail lightly grazes over my skin and my whole-body clenches, needing more.

Zale pulls back a little to smirk down at me. Narrowing my eyes in a glare, he steals the wind from my sails by pushing inside me easily, the heat making my body desperate for him.

“Look at you taking two fingers so well,” he purrs. His long, thick fingers brush over my swollen prostate and I almost howl. Slick trickles from my hole and drips down my legs, soaking the sheets as he starts sliding in and out of my desperately needy body. I was built for this. Made for him.

My hands wind their way into his hair as we breathe one another in, unwilling to pull away. His lips belong on me, anywhere, always.

Claiming my mouth in another kiss, I can hear how wet I am as he scissors his fingers, twisting and fucking them in and out of my needy hole. The sloppy noises combined with the scents are the final straw as all rational thought leaves my brain.

“Now. Please. Now.Now.”I implore, yanking his hair and capturing his bottom lip between my teeth. “I need you to fuck me now, Zale. Need your knot.”

“Almost there, just a little bit more,” he promises, shifting down my body. His mouth leaves a wet trail of kisses, bites and marks down my torso as he moves. The visible marks show how much he wants me but I need more. I want him to bite and suck me everywhere.

Devour me whole. I get my wish as he takes my cock in his huge hand and swallows me down without hesitation.

Fuck!” I arch off the bed as he buries his nose in my pubes and inhales like the animal he is. He bobs down on my dick, making obscene noises of satisfaction as he hums around my shaft.

Ocean eyes look up at me with a smug glint as he eases off, lips shiny and wet. “I think that’s the quietest you’ve ever been.”

Rolling my eyes, I flip him off but he only chuckles before running his tongue over the vein on the underside of my shaft, following it up until he takes the head of my cock back into his mouth. Sucking until his cheeks hollow, I curse.Fuck.He was going to be the death of me.

He works three fingers inside me and I feel so fucking full. Stretched. Desired. It doesn’t take long and I’m already ready to come, my body trembling and moving on its own as I fuck his mouth and fingers with wild abandon.

“Come for me, baby.” Zale’s voice is raspy, and he’s got this glazed look in his eyes as he places a kiss on thigh. “I’m ready to taste you.”

I want to snort at his corny words as he sucks me, but I can’t because damn him, my body listens to his command.

Emptying into his mouth with a drawn out ‘Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk’, I keep him pressed against my skin everywhere I can until my breathing calms. I need a few moments to regain some composure, but it makes no difference, the heat has claimed me in full force – I won’t be satisfied until he’s knotted me and pumped me full of cum.

Laying back, I toss my arm over my face while he laps at my spent cock, licking me clean while his fingers keep fucking me slowly.

It takes barely any time at all until I’m hard again, ready for the next round. Waving him away, I roll onto my stomach and push onto my hands and knees with my ass in the air.

Looking over my shoulder, I flash him a wicked grin. “You need to knot me now, or I’ll ask Blake to help.”

His eyes narrow, and without any other preamble he launches himself at me. One hand lands on the back of my neck, shoving me face first into the sheets while the other slams down on my ass cheek, much harder than the playful spank he gave me earlier. It stings where he hit me, the pain blossoming across my skin. Opening my mouth to protest, I don't manage to get a single syllable out before he’s pushing inside me with one smooth thrust that makes me keen.

“Omega, mine.” He grunts, as his fingers dig into my hip and neck. He fucks me like a man possessed, merciless as he slams into my tight hole over and over until tears are streaming down my cheeks and I come again, spilling onto the sheets.

He doesn’t let up, a slave to the pheromones we’re basking in. I’m covered in my own cum, begging for his knot when he hooks his arms under my thighs and fucks me harder, the new angle forcing him against my prostate with every movement of his powerful hips. I throw my head back as a pathetic spurt of cum shoots from my dick, my body nothing more than a bundle of nerves and sensations.

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