Page 44 of Knot Enough

“Hi Wallace, what are you doing here?” Sorren asked. His scent was sore and I didn’t like how it itched my nose. My alpha didn’t like this man, so I didn’t either.

“Me and the boys decided to have some fun clubbing. You wanna join us, omega? I’m sure this guy isn’t alpha enough for ya. One time I caught this guy sewing a dress for a play. Doesn’t have an inch of assertiveness in him” Wallace laughed. I watched Sorren shrink in his chair at Wallace’s insults. I hated seeing my alpha become a shell of his former confidence.

“No, thank you. I’m perfectly happy with my alpha. You can find some other fake omega to stroke your overinflated ego.” I retorted, taking Sorren’s hand in mine. The tiniest real smile spread across his face.

“Fine, suit yourself. We’ll be over here in case you change your mind.” Wallace commented. I barely heard him as I continued to stare at my alpha.

“You okay?” I asked, squeezing his hand. His smile widened slightly.

“I will be. Sorry, he brought back bad memories for me and before I knew it, I was the dorky kid back in high school who got picked on.” He explained, looking away from me. I grabbed his chin lightly and brought his gaze back to mine.

“Hey, I happen to like this dorky alpha. And just because I’m an omega doesn’t mean I won’t protect you from your monsters like you did mine.” I told him as I brushed his cheek with my thumb. He closed his eyes, enjoying my touch.

“And I like this confident omega.” He said taking out a small wrapped object. “ I meant to give you this earlier, but I figure now’s the perfect time. Tilting my head in confusion, I took the object from him and unwrapped it. Inside the paper was a small roughly carved fox.

“Aww it’s cute, but why a fox?” I asked, looking it over. Despite the dimly lit room I could see Sorren blush.

“I didn’t really choose the design. Finn and I carved some wood the night you guys arrived because we were too excited to sleep, but I think a fox fits your mischievous and spunky nature perfectly.” He said. My smile brightened as I put the fox in my pocket.

“Thank you, I love it. Now do you wanna dance?” I asked, holding my hand out.

“A bit late, don’t you think?” He teased before taking it. I rolled my eyes at him while we walked back on the floor. We repeated our earlier positions with Sorren behind me, his hands on my waist. The universe had motives when the following three songs were explicit and sexual. With all the descenter in the room, we could not smell how turned on the other was, but we didn’t need to smell our scents to feel the dents in our pants.

We managed two more songs of grinding against each other while we took turns nipping and kissing each other's necks and lips before Sorren pulled me away into a dark corner. I was already on the edge from playing with Finn this morning; it wouldn’t take much for me to reach that peak. Sorren leaned down, I assumed to nip at my neck, but instead he whispered in my ear.

“You know Finn told me what you did before we left.” He said, loud enough for me to hear him over the music.

“You want a reenactment?” I quipped. At my sass, Sorren moved against me to cause a bit of friction.

“Hmmm, as much as I like that idea. I have a bet to win.” Sorren mused before leaning down and kissing me like he skipped a meal and I was dinner.

“What bet?” I asked through my growing hazy mind. Sorren smiled, but didn’t elaborate.

Instead, the jerk led me back to the dance floor and started moving to the rhythm again, between the dancing and Sorren leading me to the walls of the club to make out with me, I was turned on and horny. He would bring me to the edge just to move away and lead me into another dance. I could barely think past wanting some kind of relief.

“I swear to the heavens above if you don’t fuck me soon. I’m going to explode.” I yelled into Sorren’s ear as we grinded against one another again to the rhythm of a new song. I could feel the vibrations in Sorren’s chest as he chuckled.

“Say please, and I’ll think about it.” He whispered as his hand glided above where I wanted him to go. I growled at his teasing, but Sorren only laughed again.

“Fine, please fuck me.” I forced out, turning to bite Sorren’s lip lightly to show my impatience. He chuckled before returning my kiss with a deeper one.

“I can’t leave my omega hanging after he begged so nicely, can I?” He said before taking my hand and guiding me out of the club. The air was cold against my warm face, which was either from the alcohol or my arousal, maybe both. Once we got to his car, it was like fireworks were lit. I was pushed against the car while Sorren captured my mouth in a rough kiss. I could feel just how hard he was as he ground against me. His hands ran across my entire body, doing his best to touch every inch of my skin. With every touch or kiss, it felt like sparks going off against my mouth and skin. The feeling was intoxicating. I think I could get addicted to this feeling. Somehow, Sorren had enough thought to unlock the car and open the rear door. With a rough push, I landed in the backseat on my back, where Sorren promptly towered over me.

“As for your earlier question.” He said between sealing my lip with kisses, “Finn and I made a bet to see how long you would last till you aksed me to fuck you.” He said, while he took out his phone and took a picture of me using the flash against the darkness of the night. “I’m happy to say I won, which means I get to make you cum.” He purred as he sent the photo to, I presume, Finn.

“I’m not sure I like how you two banded together,” I muttered. Sorren shrugged and threw his phone into the front seat.

“You can be mad later. I have a prize to claim.” He purred out, returning his gaze to me. His fingers slid up my body as he moved my shirt up to reveal my chest and stomach. He growled in appreciation as he bent down to start nibbling and nipping me on my sides. My breath was beginning to grow rough and heavy at the same time. His hands moved up and down my body, determined to ignore the one place I really needed his touch. I tried to grip them and move them to where I wanted them, but Sorren quickly overpowered me and lifted both my hands over my head.

“Do you think you can be a good omega and let me play, or do I need to bind your pretty wrists?” He asked. I didn’t have a chance to reply before he found the answer himself. “Knowing you, I will need to keep your hands secured.” He mused. He moved slightly to reach over me and grab something from the car door. It was hard to see through the dark lighting, but I think it was a tie.

“Prepared, aren’t you?” I asked. He gave me a wink before tying my hands together and wrapping them around the car door handle. He double checked my wrists, making sure it wasn’t too tight, before he started to explore again. This time, instead of his hands, he used his tongue and teeth to memorize the layout of my body. He made sure to nip any freckles he found while leaving little hickies along the path his tongue traveled. I tried to grind against him to feel any sort of friction, but his own hips prevented me from doing so. I whined, moaned, and begged for some relief, but Sorren ignored them all andcontinued to worship my body. Once he was satisfied, I was an aroused, teary mess.

“Awww, look at you.” He said as he moved my hair from my face to get a better look. “You look so cute when you're turned on and there's nothing you can do about it.” He continued looking me up and down. A flicker of worry flashed through his eyes. “You still good, you remember your safe word, right?” He asked.

I nodded. I hadn’t gotten what I wanted, but a part of me enjoyed this part. “I’m good. I’ll let you know if it’s too much,” I comforted him. Relief flashed through his eyes before his teasing grin replaced it.

“Good, because I think you’ve been such a good boy that you deserve a reward.” Sorren determined before reaching up and untying my hands. He rubbed his palms against them, double-checking they were alright, before leaning his mouth against my ear.

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