Page 53 of In Knots

“You want to do it with me?”

I take a handful of his shirt. “Yes, Alpha.”

“Shit, baby. You’re a seriously dangerous woman.”

“I am?” I ask. I’ve never been called that before.

“You have this air of innocence about you, all sweet and coy, but then the things you want to do, the way you smell so fucking wet all the time. It could drive a man to distraction.”

His hands stroke down my curves and land on my backside. “We’re going to do this differently this time. Take your clothes off, Omega.”

“Now? I thought you had to work.”

“It can wait.”

I take a step back, expecting him to undress as I remove my own clothes. But instead he stands there, leaning against the sofa, his hands resting on the back, his eyes dark as midnight as he watches me.

When I’m completely naked, his gaze roams over my body, slowly, raking upwards to my face. “Good girl. Now come here.”

I step back towards him and he buries his hand in my hair and kisses me, hard and hungry, sucking on my tongue, his other hand returning to the cheek of my arse. He squeezes and then reaches lower, finding slick sliding from my entrance. He dips a finger inside, groaning as he does, then reaches forward to find my clit.

My own kiss turns sloppy as he pleasures me with his fingers, teasing me with gentle circles and then leaving my legs shaking as he flicks me hard.

I moan in his mouth, more slick gushing from me, and he bites my bottom lip.

“Going to come for me, baby? Come all over my fingers like a good girl?”

My head falls backwards and I can feel it coming, my whole body tensing in readiness. He gives me another expert flick and I tumble, my body jolting with every live shock of pleasure. He plungers two fingers inside me, feeling the clenching sucking motions of my cunt.

“Going to fill you up now. You ready for that?”

“Yes,’’ I say, knowing now that it’s the next thing I need, that my aching cunt wants to be filled with alpha cock.

When he’s extracted the last wave of pleasure from me, he removes his fingers and sweeps me up into his arms, lifting me over the back of the sofa and onto its belly. I sink into the worn cushions that smell of alphas, and he strides from the room, returning a moment later, naked with a foil in his hand.

I examine him like I did Ryan last night, my hand straying back between my legs as I take in his magnificent form. He’s a little broader than Ryan, although Ryan’s biceps are bigger, and I notice that many of their tattoos are the same. His cock is different though; the vein that runs the length of his shaft is more prominent and his balls heavier. He rolls the rubber down his shaft and then flops down on the sofa beside me. His gaze falls to the work of my busy fingers.

“You want to come again, baby?”

“Yes,” I pant.

“Then come on my dick this time.” he pats his thigh. “Come and sit on my lap.”

I swallow, seeing now what he meant about doing this differently. The idea of it has my fingers moving faster.

“Omega!”

I roll up and shuffle on my knees towards him. Hooking his hand around my thigh, he lifts my right leg over his lap so that I’m kneeling, legs placed on either side of him.

“Shit, Alexa. That looks fucking perfect. You’re tits. Shit they’re …” He rests his hands on my waist and leans forward to ring my nipple with his tongue. Carefully, he guides me downward and I feel the push of his cock at my entrance.

This time, there’s no pause for breath, no slow restraint. He pushes me down onto him, and I gasp as he brushes against my spot and stars shatter across my vision. He doesn’t stop, pushing and pushing, stretching me open, until I come to rest flush on his lap, his cock fully seated inside me.

“Alright, baby? That feel OK?” he says, nuzzling against my breasts.

“Hmmm,” I hum.

“You know it’s going to feel even better if you move.” He guides me with his hands, encouraging me to circle my hips and grind him inside me, brushing over that spot. The angle is different this way. He reaches deeper inside me, where I’m especially tight, but it also forces against that spot again and again, making me wild. I move my hips more quickly and, sensing I need more, he lifts me, allowing me to slide along his thick cock. I groan in pleasure, and he thrusts me back down.

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