Page 20 of Knot Your Pucking Mate
“I haven’t forgiven him,” I moan breathlessly as one of Axel’s hands drops to my clit, gently circling the swollen bulb. He pauses at my admission, his hands coming up to cup my jaw and tilt my face to his. Our eyes lock, and a feeling of pure safety and adoration washes over me. Axel feels like home. Just like Austin Hampton once did. “But I want you both at my next heat. Don’t tell him until it’s time. He has alotof work to do. But I want him there.”
“Are you sure, sweet girl?” Axel murmurs, pausing his ruination of my clit to lean forward and place soft sweet kisses along my jaw and down my throat. I open for him, longing for him to sink his teeth in and mark me as his.
“Yes.” My voice is low and heady as his teeth scrape the sensitive skin of my throat. A pang of disappointment hits me in the chest as they fail to break the skin and his lips find mine; the feeling is soon lost as our lips fuse.
There is a fire in my heart, a sense of rightness that I can explain the essence of on the page but could not articulate in person. This is where I was always meant to be. Axel is someone who I was always meant to find. And maybe that means Chase and I were always meant to find our way back to each other.
As our lips break apart, I take my chance and launch myself at Axel, pushing him back down in the center of my nest. His large, sculpted body is touching at least half of the blankets and pillows I have in here, and I love that his scent will be seeping into them.
Will that be motivating or distracting when I try to write tomorrow?
“What are you—oooh,” Axel groans as I wrap my hand around the base of his cock, resting on his swollen knot. At the same time, I flick my tongue over his leaking tip, savoring the smoky flavor of him as it hits my taste buds, igniting my senses and driving me wild.
I swirl my tongue around the tip again before taking him further into my mouth. His entire body jerks as his head hits the back of my throat.
“Jesus,” he groans, threading his fingers through my hair as I bob up and down, swallowing as he hits the back of my throat over and over again.
The room is filled with our scents, combining in a sweet, smoky combination that feeds our lust-filled haze. Slick drips down my thighs as I suck on his dick like it's the best goddamn popsicle I’ve ever tasted.
If given the choice between Axel’s cock and a popsicle, I’d choose his cock every time.
I release the base of his cock and use that hand to massage his knot instead. His back arches off the floor of my nest, his hands falling from my hair. A guttural moan escapes him as I scrape my teeth along his shaft. As much as I’d love to take him all the way like this and have his cum hit the back of my throat, I need more. I need his knot.
With a ‘pop’ I release his cock from my mouth, crawling up his body until my hands are on his chest and my pussy is positioned above his swollen length, ready to take him as deep as I can and swallow that knot like the hungry bitch she is.
A whine escapes me as Axel thrusts upwards, pushing into me and filling me so completely I’m not sure there’s even room forhis knot. My whine turns to a cry of pleasure as he thrusts up inside me again and again, each movement becoming harder and more animalistic than the one before.
His knot presses against my entrance with each upward thrust, and I keen in need, wanting the stretch and fill of it inside me now.
“That’s it, Mally. Look at how good you are at taking me. You ready for my knot, sweet girl?”
“Yes, now.”
Axel chuckles at my demand, his hands finding my hips and pulling me down as he slams upwards viciously, forcing the swollen base of his cock past my tight entrance.
I’m so full, the stretch so tight, it borders on painful for just a moment. But then he’s in and my pussy pulses around him, clenching around his knot.
We orgasm in perfect synchronicity. Waves of pleasure wash over me, and I collapse on his chest as he grunts through his own release, hot thick jets of come coating my cervix and filling me full of his essence.
My chest is full, feelings of safety and contentment washing over me as Axel’s fingers stroke patterns along my spine as we lay knotted together in the middle of my nest.
As I drift off into an easy, peaceful sleep, I think I hear him whisper, “I’m falling for you, sweet Mally. I think you might be my happily ever after.”
Chapter Twelve
Chase
Her scent is all over him.
Axel thinks he’s smooth, sneaking into our apartment half an hour before he knows I normally get up to get ready for practice. But I heard him. I know where he was. He can’t hide the trail of sweet chocolate and marshmallow coating his skin.
I watch from my open door as he tiptoes into his room, trying to be as quiet as he possibly can. But I’ve been waiting for him. I haven’t slept a wink.
More than anything, I need to know we’re okay.
He might be furious with me. Hate me so much for hurting his scent match and putting him in this position that he might want to dissolve our pack bond.
My mind has been racing since I watched them leave together, wondering if they’d leave me behind for good.
