Page 92 of Her Knotty Alphas

Her folds are soaked with slick, and it's easy to find her sensitive little nub, and rub it until she's shaking with the force of her release. Breathing hard, she pulls her face away. She's no longer burning up after the orgasm, but I look into her eyes anyway, trying to see if this is really what she wants.

"What are you waiting for, alpha?" She purrs. "Be my good boy and fuck me on the counter."

Well, damn. Iwantto be her good boy. I knew the reaction I had when she repeated my own words back to me after I came from eating her sweet pussy, but I had thought it was a fluke. Never thought I'd have a praise kink. I guess I should have been clued in when she was having her first spike in the backseat of Enzo's car and I got even harder when she called me smart.

"Yes ma'am," I groan, pulling her shorts down and taking off my apron and sweatpants.

"Remind me to get you a cowboy hat," she moans as I bend forward, licking a stripe up her center.

"Already got one, darlin'," I grin at her, standing and notching myself at her entrance.

"Oh, and one of these days, you leave the apronon." She giggles, and I slide in, pulling her towards me by her hips. We both moan, and my fingers lift the hem of her t-shirt, exposingher perfect breasts to me. I pull one of the taut nipples into my mouth as I move my hips.

"Ah! Shit, good boy," she groans, and holy shit, did my cock justpulseat her words? She falls back on her elbows, which…was not a calculated move. Her elbow knocks over my container of flour that I had left on the counter, sending a puff of white everywhere. She shrieks a laugh as the white cloud descends upon the kitchen. "Shit, I'm sorry," she laughs, but then she groans when I suck harder on her nipple. I couldn't give one flying fuck about the mess the flour made. Not when my omega is hot and needy on my dick and I have my lips all over her perfect tits.

My thrusts don't slow, my need for her outweighing any other concerns as I pop her nipple out of my mouth. "Gods, Hannah, I'd destroy this whole kitchen if it meant I got to stay in you forever just,"thrust, "like,"thrust,"this."Thrust.

Her moans grow louder and she falls back on the counter completely, my body bending over hers as I hold her hands on either side of her head.

"Oh my gods, Austin! Knot me! Please!" she cries out, and I'm powerless to resist her begging, pulling out once and thrusting forward with as much force as I can. She screams as my knot breaches her slick pussy, popping into place perfectly. Ropes of cum leave me as I bend over her, groaning into her breasts and I feel her walls clench around me as she cries out her release.

"Fuck, fuck, fuuuck," I groan out, moving my hips little by little. "Pardon my language," I add, not liking how much I just cursed in front of my lady.

She lets out a delirious laugh as she runs a hand through my hair. "Oh, so you're my good boyandmy Southern gentleman."

"I'll be both for you, darlin', I say into the skin of her stomach. I'll be that and so much more. Whatever she needs me to be, that's what I'll be. I'd doanythingfor this woman.

"Begging you to knot me in the kitchen probably wasn't the best idea." Hannah says sheepishly. "Here, let me sit up."

Careful not to yank on her, I stand up and then help her sit. We're still joined at the hips as I stand and she sits on the counter, both completely naked and covered in flour. Suddenly, she giggles, and I look down at her, one brow raised. "I was just thinking…" she giggles again, and then covers her mouth, eyes wide. "It would be kind of hilarious if one of the guys came home and caught us like this."

I can't help it, I laugh at the thought of Noah walking into the kitchen while I'm knot-deep in our omega. He'd probably grumble something about it not being sanitary, or that he better not taste sex pheromones in his dinner.

Soon, we're both laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation, and she shakes her head. "Gods, what kind of omega begs to get knotted in thekitchen?"

I frown, not liking the self-deprecating tone she's taken on. "A perfect one."

"Oh?" She grins up at me, then sticks her finger in the bowl of Cheese Danish filling andboops my nosewith it. "Would a perfect omega dothat?" Then, she leans forward and licks it off, smiling like a fiend.

I bark out a laugh, shaking my head. "Gods, I love you." Her face freezes, and she looks up at me, eyes wide. I can feel my cheeks warm and I just know they're around tomato red right now. I didnotmean to say that. I mean, I do love her. But this hardly seems to be the time to say it, and I don't know if she's there yet with me.Andwe're knotted together. She can't even leave if she wanted to. "Dammit." I sigh, running a hand through my hair. "I mean—"

She cuts me off with another finger to my nose, and I stand shocked she as licks itagain,and then gives me that electricsmile. "I love you too, Austin. Whether or not you meant to say that. I love you too."

I'm stunned to silence as I stare at my silly, sweet, heartbreakingly stunning omega. She loves me too. I get lost in green eyes, and when I see her going for the bowl again, I beat her to it, swiping some of the filling across her lips before grabbing the back of her neck, leaning forward, and swiping my tongue over her mouth and sucking her bottom lip.

"I love you," I tell her again, since the first time was an accidental confession. I swipe more filling across her collarbone and breasts, then swipe my tongue over the hollow of her throat. "I love the way you believe in me." My tongue runs across her collarbone, causing goosebumps to spread across her skin. "I love the way you poke your tongue out when you're thinking hard about something." I pull her nipple into my mouth, sucking a dollop of filling off, and her whimper echoes in the kitchen. "I love how fiercely you defend your alphas, whether that's from physical harm or blind referees."

"Shit." She lets out a breath laugh, her hands tangled in my hair as I worship her body with my tongue.

That's how Noah finds us when he walks in.

"Fucking hell, seriously?!" Noah exclaims, shock written on his face but a boner in his pants.

"Hey babe," Hannah smiles brightly at him. "Austin loves me!"

Noah sighs, running a hand over his face. "Of course he does, princess. He'd be an idiot not to." Then he walks over, presses a kiss to our omega's lips, and swipes a finger of filling for himself. Hannah gives me a mischievous smirk and places her finger on her mouth in a "hush" gesture. She waits right until Noah sticks his finger in his mouth.

"Oh wait!" She cries, and Noah's eyes widen, as he swallows.

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