Page 74 of The Alpha's Fake Mate
“No. No, I don’t have to penetrate you at all.” My breaths came fast as the euphoria spiraled through my body. “Just—if you—“ I wasn’t shy with the cloister Omegas I rented, but with Holland, even after all we’d shared, after I proved to him I really did want him on top, I couldn’t say the words.
“It’s okay,” he said. Smart, as always, he figured things out on his own and had been since I’d met him. Reverent now, he took me in hand and stroked up from the knot.
It felt grand.
He put his other hand around the base of my cock. “Will this hurt you?” he asked, giving a squeeze.
“No, that’s good.” I tossed my head. The pillow grew damp with my sweat. I closed my eyes and went with the ecstasy, letting the white glitter of it surround me.
Then I felt warmth at the tip. A tongue. A suck, and I was gone.
My cock pulsed and I was coming, the small but firm hands and sweet mouth coaxing the knot up, making me give everything I had.
The orgasm lasted minutes and pleasure tears leaked from my eyes before my knot churned beneath the tip of my cock forcing out more spurts, and deflated.
I couldn’t see. I couldn’t think.
I felt arms encircle my head, and that sweet mouth upon my neck and chin and cheeks and forehead.
“It’s okay now,” Holland said.
I reached up, pulling him to me and turning a bit onto my side. “Sometimes I can’t stop it.” My voice came out thready, exhausted.
“It’s okay, I said. Beautiful, actually. You should never stop it if you don’t want to. Not on my account.”
“I couldn’t stop it our first time.”
“But you have been holding back since then?”
I nodded once.
“You shouldn’t ever do that. Don’t do that on my account.”
“I didn’t want to take advantage.”
“I think it’s me taking advantage of you. Me who is being rescued. Right?”
“I want more than anything to keep you safe. And for you to know in your heart that I will never hurt you.”
“I know that by now,” he said smugly. “Wow, your knot was so amazing. I have never envied an Alpha until now.”
That didn’t sound right to my mind. Envy? “But you are beautiful. Perfect just the way you are. Don’t you see that?”
“No. I don’t.” He bowed his head, nuzzling under my chin.
“You must see it. I’ll make you see it. You’re perfect.”
“I’m very very flawed,” he argued.
“Not to me.”
“I know. That’s why I trust you. You don’t see the broken man. You see the real me. I never thought it would be possible I’d meet an Alpha so blind in that way.”
“I’m not blind. I have far better than average vision.”
“Perhaps.” His arms tightened about my shoulders and now his cheek pressed my chest.
I held him as close as possible as we napped.
