Page 29 of Roommate Wanted
“Ah’m no leavin’this cunt fur days,” he growled, the sound reverberating straight through my spine.
The vibration, the words, the pressure—everything slammed into me at once, and I gushed around him, soaking his knot. He groaned and pulled out so fast my body wept from the loss.
Then the world spun.
Before I could blink, I was on my back, legs pinned to the bed beneath the weight of his palms. His golden eyes blazed down at me as he loomed. Dominant.
He dragged his cock over my dripping pussy, smearing my slick along my folds, teasing me with the swollen heft of his knot.
“Please,” I whimpered, squirming against the sheets.“Lyall…”
His smile was all teeth.“Alpha.”
“Please, Alpha,” I moaned, thighs shaking.“I need it. I need you. Ugh—please.”
“Yeh?” he rasped, nudging his tip just inside me.“Even if it hurts?”
“Yes. Yes. I—please…”
Then he moved.
One brutal thrust and his hips slapped against mine, balls heavy and slick. I choked on my own breath as my pussy clenched wildly, already overwhelmed.
“Like this?” he asked, his tone almost lazy, cruel with how calm he sounded while I fell apart beneath him.
He raised his hips again, slow and deep, just to slam back in harder. Wet slaps echoed around us, filthy and raw.
I nodded, unable to speak—just desperate. Ruined. Open.
“Aww, ma poor wee mate,” he crooned, voice low and cruel with affection.“Yae need ma knot, don’t yae?”
He rocked into me with shallow, slow thrusts, just the tip stretching my entrance before slipping out again. I sobbed, lifting my hips to chase him.
“Alpha, please…”
“Shhh,” he said, one hand pressing my belly down while the other gripped his cock.“Yer wee cunt’s flutterin’already, and I’ve barely touched yae. Look at yae, fuckin’needin’it.”
He slid the head inside again and stilled, letting me feel every beat of his pulse against my walls.
“But this knot? This’ll break yae all over again, darlin’. Ar’ yae sure yu’r ready?”
I nodded, tears clinging to my lashes.“Yes. Please, Alpha. Knot me. Stretch me. Fill me up again—please, I need it.”
His breath hitched. The smile that broke across his face wasn’t kind. It was possessive.
“Yeh? Do yae even ken what ma knot does?”
I shook my head.
“It seals every drop of ma spunk inside yae. It makes sure yae stay bred.”
“I don’t care,” I cried.“Make it stop. The ache—I need—”
“Ma filthy wee lassie,” he murmured, cutting me off.“Here yae go, darlin’.”
His cock pierced me again. I gasped as he began to saw in and out of me, his length stroking the fire inside me until his knot banged against my entrance.
“Relax yerself, darlin’, here it comes.”
