Page 69 of Knot My Band: Part Two
“Never been more sure,” I say locking my gaze with his, seeing the playful possessiveness I adore.
Without another word, Jack’s hands grip my hips tighter, and he thrusts up into me, harder, deeper, each movement stoking the fervor between us. I cry out, the sound bouncing off the walls, drowned by the rush of water and our mingled breaths.
The rhythm of Jack’s hips against mine is relentless, a symphony of slick sounds in the spacious shower that resonates with our shared desire. His cock plunges into me with precision. Each thrust brings me closer to the precipice, his knot at the base teasing me with the promise of something more—something permanent.
“Come for me, Oli,” he pants, his voice rough like gravel. “Let go, and you can have everything. My knot. My bite. My life.”
His words are the catalyst, and my body responds on cue. Euphoria surges, coursing through me like an electric current radiating from the core of my being. It starts as a spark, igniting quickly into a raging inferno that consumes me whole. Myvision blurs, colors, and shapes melding into a kaleidoscope of sensation as my orgasm rips through me.
“Jack!” The name spills from my lips in a high-pitched cry, echoing off the tile walls. My muscles clench around him, spasms rippling in waves as I shatter into a million brilliant pieces. Each pulse of pleasure feels like it’s etching his name into the very fibers of my soul.
As my climax cascades over me, Jack’s movements become more purposeful, his grip on me unyielding. I’m vaguely aware of the increased swell at his base before he pushes in one final time, his knot locking into place inside me. The stretch is exquisite, a delicious fullness that roots me to the present moment, anchoring me to Jack in the most intimate way.
“Fuck, that’s it,” he groans, and I feel his knot expand further within me, creating a seal that binds us together. It’s intense, almost overwhelming, but there’s no pain—only a profound sense of belonging. The sensation of being filled so entirely by Jack is indescribable, a perfect fit that seems to have been designed just for me.
I wrap my arms around his neck, clinging to him as our joined bodies ride out the aftershocks of our passion. His breath is hot against my ear, and I can feel the steady beat of his heart against my chest, fast and strong.
The sharpness of Jack’s teeth piercing the tender skin of my neck jolts through me—a lightning strike of pain that quickly melts into a rush of euphoria. His bite, assertive on the other side where Chase has already claimed his territory, is the catalyst for something deep and primal within me. The sensation flips, turning the sting into a wave of pure bliss that crashes over my senses, sending me spiraling into an abyss of pleasure.
I can feel the pressure building again, the coil in my core winding tighter, ready to snap. His lips are locked onto my neck,and I’m quaking, the pleasure mingling with a strange, ecstatic warmth that blooms from the bite mark.
And then it’s there—the climax roaring through me like a wildfire, longer and stronger than before. My body convulses, muscles clenching around the immovable presence of his knot inside me, each pulse of ecstasy protracted as if time itself stretches, wanting to savor the moment along with us.
In the midst of this prolonged rapture, I lean forward, instinct guiding me to Jack’s muscular neck. My teeth find purchase on his skin, mirroring his possessiveness, and I bite down gently but firmly breaking skin. The connection sparks to life, an electric current zipping between us, igniting the bond that weaves our essences together.
I can feel Jack’s playful spirit, the way he revels in the joy of life, and his love wrapping around me like the most comforting embrace. It’s overwhelming how much he lets me see and how open he is with his devotion and obsession. And beneath that playfulness, there’s a fierce protectiveness, a promise that he’s mine just as much as I’m his.
“Oli, yes…” Jack groans deep in his throat, a sound thick with pleasure and possession. His hips jerk upward involuntarily, and I can feel him swell inside me, releasing himself in hot spurts that fill me to the brim. Each throb of his release echoes the beating of my heart, and I know in this moment, I am irrevocably his.
“Oli.”
“Jack,” I pant, our names entwining just as our bodies and souls are now intertwined. His laughter resonates in his chest, vibrating against me in a rumble of contentment.
I nestle closer to Jack, his presence a steady anchor as we’re still fused together, our bodies reluctant to part. The pulsing of his knot inside me is a gentle reminder of the bond we’ve justformed. His scent envelops me, that intoxicating mix of coffee and pastries, and I can’t help but feel utterly content.
“Stay with me, Oli,” Jack murmurs, his voice a low hum against my ear that gives me goosebumps despite the warmth of his embrace.
Oli
DIRTY BETA GOSSIP COLUMN
CROWDS SWARM PACK HOME OF THE EDGE AFTER CONFIRMED SIGHTING OF BAND AND OLI HART THERE
June 20th
Aiden, Dax, and Chase move around us, turning off the shower and drying us off with efficient movements.
Once we’re no longer dripping, Jack carefully stands up, his hands supporting me with tenderness.
Aiden gently rubs a plush towel against my shoulders to warm my skin. We then make our way out of the shower and into the nest, where the cushions welcome us.
Jack settles back against the pile of pillows, pulling me along with him. He looks at me with those piercing blue eyes filled with love and something more—pride. His hand comes up to caress the spot where he bit me, his tongue flicking out to soothe the tender skin.
Eventually, the time comes when his knot deflates, allowing us the freedom to move apart, yet neither of us is eager to break the connection. He kisses my forehead, a soft press of lips that speaks volumes before he reluctantly eases me from his lap.
Aiden and Dax move close, flanking me, their bodies radiating heat and comfort. I’m cocooned between them, Aiden’s quiet strength on one side and Dax’s protective firmness on theother. They settle me into the space between them, and I can’t help but revel in the sensation of being so cherished, so wanted as I kneel between them.
Dax’s lips are on mine, soft and demanding all at once, and I melt into the kiss, my body still thrumming with the remnants of pleasure. His hands roam over me, leaving fiery trails on my skin, and I arch into his touch, craving more—always more. Aiden’s lips find the sensitive spot behind my ear, and I shiver, the sensation sending sparks running through my arteries.
