Page 35 of Their Knotty Pack
"We're bonding," Bethany says, pushing in front of me so she's almost chest-to-chest with Nita. Huh. I guess borderline-heat-Bethany is as possessive as I am. "So don't try to stop us. We both consent."
"Are you the only two bonding this stay?" Nita asks with a small quirk of her lips, clearly all too familiar with the possessive nature of omegas.
"Miles is the only one allowed to bite me," she huffs, and I gently pull her back into my body.
"Unless she bites them first," I laugh, and my omega sticks an elbow in my ribs.
Ouch.
Okay, joking about her biting alphas during her heat, not funny. Got it.
Nita escorts us to our suite on the third floor, and as soon as the door is shut behind us, she's stripping out of her clothes and taking the duffel bag from me, opening it to bring out the items with my scent all over it. A few blankets and some dirty clothes from my laundry get made into a nest. She has it all done by the time I'm undressed, and I take her into my arms, pushing a piece of hair back from her face. "Do you want to get in the shower?"
"No," she shakes her head, her hand coming down to wrap around my cock, "I want you to put on that silicon knot and fuck me until I can't walk, and then I want you to bond me."
I swallow roughly. "That I can do."
We haven't had a chance to try all the toys yet, so slipping the silicon knot on is a weird experience. It only takes me a second to figure it out though, and in the next minute, I'm lining myself up with her soaking center, sliding right in until the knot teases her entrance.
"Oh, fuck,Miles," she cries as her head falls back, her legs coming up to wrap around my waist.
My head drops into the crook of her neck, letting me breathe in her scent as I pump in and out of her, my cock dragging along that spot I know she likes. Each thrust is pure ecstasy, sending bolts of lighting down my limbs as I show my omega how much I love her.
"You feel so good, little nymph," I groan into the skin of her neck. I can't help but feel a little selfish, finding such pleasure in this when my mate is uncomfortable.
"Knot me and bite me, Miles," she demands, her heels digging into my ass to push me deeper.
Her pussy starts to clamp around me, and I can feel my own release tingling in my lower back, and I thrust as hard as I can, lodging the silicon knot just inside her, right in that special spot female omegas have.
Fuckthat feels amazing.
My lips latch onto the spot on her neck where it meets her shoulder, and then my teeth are biting down, piercing the skin as the coppery tang of blood fills my mouth. The half-tendril of connection forms between us, a faint echo of our bond. It won't be complete until she bites me back.
A keening cry leaves her before she lurches forward, biting into my shoulder. The initial sting quickly gives way to pure pleasure, and the full formation of our bond sends both of us over the edge, my hips stuttering at my release as her pussy grips me in a vise. Our bond lights up with all the love and adoration we feel for each other, and the next moment, we're both breathing hard, me holding her gaze before she throws her head back and laughs.
She fuckinglaughs.
My brow furrows, wondering what the hell she's laughing at, and then she looks up at me, tears in her eyes from laughter. "Oh stop that," she giggles, then pushes her emotions to me through the bond. Pure elation and giddiness radiates from her, and I can't help my answering grin. "Feel that? I'm so fucking happy I could die. I never knew it would be like this."
She reaches up, cupping my face as she pulls me down for a kiss. "You are the only one I want this with, Miles. I love you."
"I love you," I murmur against her lips, "you areeverything, Bethany."
"I know." She smiles into my mouth before kissing me again, and we go for round two.
I might die here.
It's been twelve hours and there has been no break. No lull. No period where she sleeps with a satisfied smile pulling at her lips. No, my mate is inpain. Our toys aren't enough.
After we bonded, the silicon knot barely did anything to ease her. Knotted dildo? Nope. Two minutes later and she's climbing me again, desperate and unsatisfied. Her bond radiates distress, and I can't fucking stand it.
I need some damn backup.
But…she didn't want the alphas. I told myself I could do this, make the call for her. It's not even about men other than me fucking her at this point. I just know how much she was against it. The thought of her coming out of her heat and resenting me for the call I had to make…well, it's eating me up inside. It's probably the only reason I've held out this long, honestly.
Finally, fucking finally, she passes out from pure exhaustion, even when I can feel the discomfort she's having through the bond. I don't have any idea how long I have until she wakes up, so I scramble to the phone on the wall that connects us to the moderator.
"I was just about to call you," Nita says dryly. "I commend you for holding out this long, but are you ready to call in reinforcements? One more hour and I'll be legally liable to make the call myself."
