Page 133 of Chain Me Knot

Then, like the sun breaking through clouds, a drowsy smile spreads across her lips, sweet and sleepy and so damn intimate my chest physically aches with it.

Her delicate fingers stretch toward me in silent demand. Every nerve in my body snaps to attention, my cock already throbbing painfully against my stomach. Her warm palm meets my cheek, the contact making my pulse kick. Her skin is so soft against my stubble. The pad of her thumb brushes the line of my jaw, pressing just enough that her touch brands me.

“Alpha, please. Need you.” Those words, heavy with sleep and possessive affection, sends a possessive growl rumbling through my chest.

She crawls over me like a dream given flesh, the lean lines of her body gilded in the nest’s low light. Her thighs bracket my hips, as she settles over me. Mypalms skate down the exquisite curve of her spine, each vertebra a pearl beneath my fingertips, the dimples above her ass begging for my worship.

“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I rasp.

And she is.

The way her lips fall apart as she strokes my cock with her heated core. The way her sweat-slicked stomach tenses as she lifts over me. The way her nipples pebble when my thumbs trace the underside of her breasts.

“Alpha. Need,” she breathes.

“Take whatever the fuck you want, Moonbeam. I’m yours.” Without beginning or end. Wholly. Completely. Forever.

She reaches between us, wrapping her fingers around my cock, guiding the swollen head to her entrance. She notches me there, her slick dripping onto my abdomen like liquid sin, but when she descends, the pleasure is blinding.

Her cunt stretches around me as she takes me inch by inch, her walls clinging like they were made to hold me. Her breath catches, her hips rocking in tiny, involuntary circles as she adjusts, her hands braced on my chest.

Her rhythm is a maddening slow, sinuous roll of her hips that drags every inch of my cock through her clenching heat before sinking back down. Her thighs flex as she tips her head back, her sweat-slicked throat working around broken moans.

“That’s it,” I growl, gripping her waist. “Take it. Take me, Omega.”

She whimpers, her pace turning more desperate. Every rise teases just the head of my cock before she plunges back down, her slick gushing around me, her breath coming in ragged little gasps.

My fingers dig into the supple flesh of her thighs, leaving dimples in her flawless skin as I help her find a brutal, perfect rhythm. Up, then down, each snap of her hips wrenching choked moans from her throat. The wet slap of our bodies fills the nest, her slick dripping down my balls as she rides me without mercy.

She's so close.

The sounds she makes border on sobs as she bounces on my thickening knot.

“Please…please…” she gasps, her fingers scrambling at my chest, her thighs quaking.

I can’t hold back.

With a snarl, I thrust up, burying myself to the hilt. My knot pops past her entrance, locking us together in one savage, blissful stretch. Her scream shatters the air. Her cunt clamps down in rippling waves. Every muscle in her body locks tight before melting against me in shuddering surrender.

Her pleasure explodes inside my chest. Golden fire and honey light up inside me. I roar as my climax tears through me, my cock pulsing inside her, my seed flooding in thick, relentless spurts.

She’s still burning. Heat rolls off her, sweat glistening at her temples, trickling down the delicate dip of her spine. Her body twitches between us, her fingers clawing at my chest, her slick dripping onto my thighs where our bodies are still locked together by my knot. A needy whine rips from her as she continues to writhe in my lap.

“Soren. She needs you,” I bark.

He’s already moving.

Kneeling behind her, his hands slide up her trembling back, his fingers spreading her damp skin as he leans in to lick a stripe up her neck. “Tell me,” he murmurs against her ear, his cock dragging through the mess of her slick where she’s stretched around me. “Is this what you want, Omega?”

She whines, high and desperate, her hips pushing back into him. “Yes…please…Alpha, now!”

His palm presses between her shoulder blades, bending her forward just enough to expose her back entrance. With his other hand he guides the thick head of his cock to notch against her, her body yielding as he eases inside her.

She throws her head back as she screams, her walls clenching around both of us, her back arching like a bowstring. Soren groans, his forehead dropping between her shoulder blades as he bottoms out, his hips flush against her ass. “Gods,” he grits out, his voice fraying.

She sobs, her fingers twisting in the sheets. “Move! Please move!”

Each slow, deep stroke drags Soren’s cock nearly all the way out before surging back in, the thick length of him stretching her rear passage in a relentless rhythm.I feel every inch of him as her inner walls stretch around us both, the way her body trembles as he angles his hips to sink deeper.

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