Page 27 of Knot Enough

“Like in general or when used in sex? I can’t really say I have any hard-core opinions on rope, but I don’t mind being tied up.” I shrugged.

“Brat.” He chuckled, as he grabbed both hands and moved them above my head. He tied my hands together and attached the remaining rope to the headstand at the head of the bed. He gave the rope a rough tug before moving away.

“Not tight?” He asked. I shook my head.

“Good. Say ace if you want me to stop.” He commanded.

“Got it, Ace,” I repeated. Graham nodded approvingly. He crawled onto the bed, maintaining eye contact with me. His eyes looked feral, almost predatory, as he inched closer to me. My hands tugged on the rope, wanting to pull him nearer. I was still hard even after I blew him off and have been since we had our make out session in the pool. I was desperate for some relief. His touchesstarted slow and controlled. He put enough pressure on my skin to keep me wanting. I tried to move or buck my body to get more friction, but Graham’s other hand kept me in place.

“Quit teasing me,” I growled as I moaned at a particularly sensitive spot. Graham chuckled darkly and made his touch even lighter.

“I don’t think so. I want to enjoy this. Enjoy us.” He admitted as he moved to start tracing a line on my chest with his tongue. I tried my best to wiggle, to get some friction between us. He continued his lines along my neck and shoulders, nibbling in places seemingly at random. I started cursing more and more the longer he continued his assault on my body. I had almost given up on making him go faster when his fingers brushed against my length. I whined, desperate for him to do it again. Graham’s smile widened, and his hands focused on my length. I almost sighed when he finally wrapped his hand around it. His thrusts were short and light. He would put me on the edge before letting go or going slower.

Once he was satisfied with his hands, he moved his mouth closer and started to move his tongue on my tip, licking the liquid that had leaked out.

“You cum before I say so, and you’ll be tied to this bed all night while I edge you.” He threatened before he pulled his mouth about halfway down my length. He started sucking and licking like he had a damn lollipop in his mouth. My arousal practically doubled at the thought of him doing this the entire night.

I pulled at the ropes, wanting to push him further down. I remembered his words and grinded my teeth to stop myself from cuming. Tears were starting to form in the corner of my eyes. I wanted to cum so bad it hurt.

“Let me cum!” I yelled impatiently. Graham lifted his head, stopping his touch on my length.

“Try again.” He commanded before going back and bobbing his head with more vigor. His hand kept me firmly in place as I attempted to wiggle again.

“Can I cum?” I tried again. A sob was starting in my throat as I began to beg. Graham switched from his mouth to his hand as he looked into my eyes. His pupils were black with lust.

“What’s the magic word?” He teased. His hand started to slow down as he waited for me to say please. I wanted to kill this man, but I wanted him to get me off more.

“Please. Please, can I cum?” I sobbed. I ached with need. I needed this to happen. I don’t know what I would do if he said no.

“Good boy.” He said before he started thrusting harder. His grip tightened on me. “You can cum.” Almost on command, my legs tightened, and white liquid spilled onto Graham’s hand and bed. I was coming down from my release as Graham untied my arms and cleaned him and me up. He grabbed a large throw blanket off a chair in his room and bundled me into it. He didn’tsay anything as we cuddled on the bed together. Rubbing my hair, he purred while I fell blissfully asleep.

When I woke up again, I was still in Graham’s arms. I looked up to find his eyes closed, but I knew he was awake from the circles he continued to make on my shoulder above the blanket.

“Lydia’s heat is coming,” I stated, moving my head to his side. I felt his hand pause and then continue making circles.

“I guess I need to find her a gift then.” He responded. I could almost feel the wheels turning in his mind.

“You need to be there for her. She’s going to want everyone with her when it happens. She’s going to need all of us.” I continued. I needed him to understand how important it was for him to be there. “I know you want to get the Jameson pack to leave Lydia alone, but if you miss this heat, she won’t forget it. You’ll just confirm fears she has.” I argued. I didn’t know why I felt like I had to convince him to be there. This was something he should want to be a part of.

“Don’t worry, Gabriel. I’ll be there even if I have to army crawl to you and her.” He declared. His eyes showed determination. I knew at that moment this man would do anything to be there for Lydia, even if it killed him.

Chapter 15

Sorren

Lydia and I had little time to ourselves. It was the same with Gabriel and me, but I would remedy that later. Right now, I was focused on getting time with Lydia before her heat kicked in. It was getting close now. Her moods were becoming more and more random, with bouts of panic, sadness, and excitement. Gabriel had stolen clothes from us for Lydia to use in the nest. I’ve also glimpsed her stealing blankets from the living room and pillows from our beds. None of us said anything, finding it adorable how she wanted our stuff in her nest.

Since the beach incident, Lydia hadn’t wanted to go outside. We all respected her choice and would support her when she wanted to go outside again. For now, though, I planned to steal her away and take her to my room for a movie night.

I cracked the door to the nest open. Inside, I found Gabriel brushing Lydia’s hair at the foot of the nest. I took several seconds to enjoy the sight before me.

“Lydia, can you come here for a second?” I asked. Lydia and Gabriel looked at each other and then at me.

“Sure.” She replied, getting up from where she was sitting. She looked at me curiously before walking over. Once she was close enough, I opened the door entirely, dipped my hands down, and picked her up in one swift movement. She yelped in surprise but let me take her out of the nest.

“Hey!” Gabriel yelled from behind me. “Give her back!” I giggled and sped up to my room. I set Lydia gently on her feet before turning around and locking my door. Gabriel had managed to catch up to me. It was too bad he was a few seconds too late. He wiggled the door knob a few times before complaining loudly and walking away.

“What was that about?” Lydia asked with a smile on her face. I moved over to her and pulled her to me.

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