Page 55 of Knot a Tie
Suddenly, he withdraws his cock from my mouth and pulls me gently to my feet. “If you keep that up, I’ll come in your mouth and that will be such a waste.”
“Fuck, yeah, it will,” I murmur, trying for a sassy smile, but I think it came off more sad than anything else. I don’t really understand what’s going on here. He pushes me away, tells me my dad is going to throw him in jail if he’s caught near me and then he kisses me. I want to question him, but I’m scared he will stop what he’s doing. I don’t want that. If he is truly going to leave and never come back, I want this time with him. Ineedit.
He brings my wrist to his mouth. He places his lips over the bite he gave me and kisses it gently. “This makes you mine,” he growls softly.
“It could be so much more.”
To my surprise, he whimpers, his eyes closed. He lowers me to the bed, shaking his head. He leans over with a grunt, and quickly undoes my shorts, pulling them down my legs and dropping them on the floor. He does the same with my g-string, leaving me only in my bra.
He drags me gently down the bed until his cock is in line with my pussy. With a wicked smile, he takes his cock in his hand and rubs the pierced tip over my clit.
I arch my back and cry out as the pleasure that built up during our kiss and after, shoots straight to my pussy. I gush slick, soaking his cock when he drives it inside me, a wild growl on his lips.
“Rayne.”
He pounds into me, slamming his cock in and out of my drenched pussy, bringing my climax closer and closer.
It hits me suddenly, fiercely, like a bolt out of the blue. Fireworks explode around me as I climax intensely, clutching his cock possessively, never wanting to let him go.
“Fuck, Rayne,” he groans. “This is…” He chokes back a whimper.
Coming down from my orgasm, I look up at him and see spots of blood welling up under his bandage. He is overexerting himself and is going to end up in worse shape than he already is.
I wiggle away from him and sit up. Reaching behind to unclip my bra, my heavy breasts tumble free, drawing him to me instantly.
“You are so beautiful. The way I feel about you…”
“Ssh,” I murmur and push him gently back to the bed.
I climb on top of him and treat myself to some more pleasure from the Prince Albert. Trembling with my need, I slip him inside me and ride him slowly, lovingly, showing him what making love is like. He has only ever fucked out of a primal need. Never for desire. He has no idea how amazing, how beautiful, howrightit can be.
Rotating my hips slowly, he grasps them. He lets out a soft groan as I bring him to the brink of the best orgasm he will ever have had.
I know it.
He knows it.
And he doesn’t disappoint me.
Digging his fingers into my hips, he starts to thrust quickly, deeply, filling me up in ways that no alpha has ever managed to do before. He has taken over my soul and I know that there is no way I can let him go after this.
It’s what I was afraid of, but now I don’t care. No one is going to stop me from claiming him.
He grunts loudly and with one long, hard thrust, he detonates inside me, mingling his cum with my slick to form a delicious nectar that I want to lick off his cock.
“Rayne,” he pants. “Fuck, Rayne.” He gathers me to him, pulling me down onto his chest, his cock still buried deep inside me. “Don’t move. Let me savour this.”
I kiss his chest and rest my cheek over his hammering heart.
For the longest time, we lay wrapped around each other, until I hear his breathing go heavy.
He’s fallen asleep.
I look up and gently disentangle myself from his embrace, feeling his cock slide out of me and mourning its loss.
Creeping off the bed quietly, I snatch up my phone from the floor and slip into the bathroom.
There is no way my father is taking this away from me.
