Page 118 of Knot My MC
“It’s when one partner takes the other from behind… in the other hole.” Linda bites her lips and fiddles with the end of her braid.
“To clarify, the other hole is the asshole,” I say with a dramatic sigh. It still amazes me how embarrassed some of my co-workers get. We work for an erotic novel company. You think they’d be able to talk about pegging using proper terms.
“You don’t say,” Stewart deadpans. “And you think the readers will enjoy it?”
“Without a doubt.” There have been a flood of requests since we expanded into different kinks, and pegging has by far come out on top. It makes sense. Who wouldn’t love to see the dominant partner submit to the other, if only for one scene. “Does everyone have the boxes I sent?” They all nod. “Okay. Open them up.” I grab the box sitting next to me on the couch and pull out the strap on and dildo. It’s not as thick, but that’s probably for the best. Luxuria, a premium sex toy company, provided the toys and a couple varieties of lube.
“Oh wow,” Stewart whispers as he opens his package. “My ass already hurts.”
I snort. “Relax, Stew. No one is pegging you unless you ask.”
Linda and a few other creators titter, but they’re all fascinated by the strap on. One person even tries it on.
“I’ve heard enough. Let’s make it happen.” Tisha, Head of Creative, grins at the camera. “Good thinking as always, Kiki. Are you able to experiment and let us know how it goes?”
As if summoned by her question, Knox comes in the front door. I bite back a smile and nod. “I think I can make that happen.”
“Lucky wench,” Linda mutters.
I chuckle. “Still looking for the right one?” I waggle my eyebrows. “Have you tried the dating app?”
The Omega Council miraculously changed its ways. Well, it wasn’t a total miracle. Camila was fired and a new person was put in charge by the new head of the royal council. I was hesitant to be hopeful, but when the auction house burned to the ground two years ago, I couldn’t help screaming in triumph. The compatibility test is still used, but instead of omegas being assigned to a pack, they get a list of potential packs that might be right for them. The omega gets to decide her destiny. Linda’s been on more than a few dates, but she hasn’t connected with any of them.
“No.”
“Soon,” I tell her. “Until then, I’ll talk to Knox and we’ll report back with our findings.” I say my goodbyes and disconnect the call, smirking as an eager Knox kicks off his shoes and rips his shirt off.
“God, I love the monthly brainstorm meetings.” His eyes darken, and his scent blooms, rich and earthy and horny as hell. All of the guys have willingly helped me play out more than a few scenarios the team has pitched, but this one is pushing boundaries.
It doesn’t stop me from setting aside the computer and hooking my finger under the harness, holding it up for his inspection. “Do you trust me?”
His eyes widen slightly when he realizes what it is. “Angel, I don’t need a strap. I have a perfectly good cock.”
“Mmm. I think you’re misunderstanding.” I stand and press my chest to his. “The strap isn’t for you. It’s for me.” I bat my eyelashes and press a kiss to his jawline. “Can you give up control?”
“You want to peg me?” he asks, stupefied.
I run my nose over the column of his neck and nip at his skin. “Only if you’re okay with it. I can always ask Jag.” Something tells me he’d be interested. Knox’s hands find my hip and he presses his thigh between my legs. I rock against him, humming in approval. “What do you say, Knox?”
“An ass for an ass?” He jerks my pants covered core over his thigh, and I hiss at the sudden pressure on my clit.
“Fair is fair.”
Ducking down, he captures my mouth. “The things I do for love,” he whispers against my lips. “You can peg me, Kiki Malone, but then I’m going to put my cock in every hole you have.”
“You already had my ass,” I whisper back, reminding me just how many times he’s taken me in every way.
He kisses me again. “Fine, but I want that pretty cunt wrapped around my cock.”
Goddamn.
I rock over him again, groaning at the friction. “Get in the nest.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
My nostrils flare, and I purr. “Be a good boy and I’ll swallow your cock.” I may be a little power drunk now that I’ve learned that little trick, but I love the way they fall apart and sometimes beg for release. In a world that was made for alphas, I’ll take all the power I can get.
He struts toward the nest, glancing at me over his shoulder. “Hate to break it to you, babe. You were always going to swallow my cock. Now hurry up and show me what you can do with that strap.”
