“Ivan, a claim is permanent, and this is not…” I stopped myself before I could say that this was not a real marriage. I needed to hold up my end of the bargain, and I was far from out of my heat. In fact, feeling him still hard inside of me was making my clit throb. I smiled coyly, hoping he’d overlook my almost blunder, but instead he lifted his upper lip and exposed an alpha fang.
“You’re breaking our deal,” he said in a low voice that vibrated my core.
I widened my smile and lightly patted his head. “It’s a momentary mistake. And you’ve been such a good boy for me so far.”
He closed his eyes, practically preening for me, his smile returning. I knew him so well. If he had a tail, it’d be wagging. But suddenly, his eyes popped open, his frown returning. “No, you will not placate me with well-placed head pats. At least not right now. I am an adult.”
I pouted. Maybe he wasn’t as predictable as I thought he’d be. “How can I make it up to you then, Ivy?”
He huffed, and a puff of icy smoke came from his nostrils, tickling my skin. “Take my knot.”
My body instantly tightened at just the words. As if he had to even say anything. I was thick in my heat; a knotting was a necessity. However, I couldn’t make it look like I wanted it, he might make things difficult if I did. “I don’t know, I’ll have to think about it.” I climbed off him, sucking in a breath as he pulled out of me. I then lay on my side, my back to him. “Ok, I thought about it. I want your knot.”
Instantly, I felt the wetness of what had to be his tongue slowly glide up my spine. I shivered, closing my eyes. Every touch from him stirred me. And then I felt him slowly push into me, kissing the nape of my neck. Although I’d just had him inside me, I still gasped at the feel of him pulsating within me, filling me. He hastened his pace, almost desperate in his search for his next orgasm, but he hadn’t knotted me yet.
I reached around and clutched the back of his muscular thigh. Skin heated under my touch. “Slow down, honey. You’re going to come before you knot me.”
He blew out another chilly breath, despite his body heat, and slowed down. “It’s really not fair how much you excite me.” He reached around, splaying his hands over my pussy and working two fingers over my clit.
I whined, feeling almost intoxicated by the several points of pleasure. “Feeling’s mutual,” I whispered.
He chuckled, thrusting deeper until I felt the thickness of his knot shove into me. I gripped the sheets in front of me and gritted my teeth at the force. It felt like too much at first. It had been a while since I’d taken his knot, the only knot I’d ever had. Once inside me, it wouldn’t go down until he deflated. This was all a part of the primitive design to ensure the alpha’s sperm locked into the omega for conception. Fortunately for me, I had taken a birth control potion so that was unlikely.
Sensing my possible discomfort, Ivan paused any grinding behind me, only continuing his movement over my clit. He kissed the side of my head. “Breathe, love. Tell me what you need.”
I opened my eyes, concentrating on his fingers at my core, my body burning with a building release. “I need a moment. Just a moment.”
“Take all the time you need, but I want to feel you come for me.”
He sped up his ministrations, and my thighs shook as I drenched his hand. He soon got his wish as another bout of euphoria swept over me. I’d lost count of my orgasms, but I could go all night. My heats were usually intense. This was just the start, and I was thankful that Ivan could keep up. We really had been great for each other.
His knot felt less invasive now. In fact, it felt almost comforting, this intimate connection. He wouldn’t need to move, and I would remain in ecstasy with the link. However, his stiffness and knot filling every part of me could not be ignored. I wanted to feel him come undone.
I wound my hips, feeling his knot pulsate within me, but he remained still. “Are you ready to come, honey?”
“Gods, yes,” he said in a tight voice.
“You’ve been so patient. Fuck me.”
I think he sighed, his cool breath on me once more. He then began to match my grinds, pressing his fingers into my hip. He groaned and soon came, jerking his hips against my bottom in quick succession.
Ivan slowed down, changing his movements to a slow grind as we remained connected with his knot. I was in no rush to disconnect, it felt so good, so right to be joined.
He sprinkled my shoulder with lazy kisses, and I closed my eyes, basking in the attention. “Give me a little time, love, and then I can go again.”
He was still hard inside me. I was sure a little time was only a few minutes, but I could wait a bit longer before my cramps returned. “No rush. I like it like this, right now.”
“Tell me,” he began. “Why did you change your mind about the dissenter group?”
I fought the urge to sigh. This was a topic I was hoping not to return to, but he needed to know the whole truth. Besides, we were joined. If he didn’t like what he heard, he was stuck with me for a while until his knot deflated. “The people I was aligning myself with weren’t who I thought they were. Their ethics and morales didn’t align with mine, and I stopped believing in their cause. I wanted resistance, but I really hated Jacob. He was everything I’ve tried to avoid. And yeah, the marriage would be fake, but I didn’t know how long it would last, and he kept threatening to claim me.” I barred my own teeth, even though it was difficult to be too angry with Ivan still stroking into me, albeit at a sluggish pace. “I would have killed him if he tried.”
“So, me coming around made it easier for you to back out of the marriage. Lucky me.”
“No, lucky me. And now I’ve brought you into this mess, and you don’t deserve it. Because I’m not so sure that these attacks aren’t the dissenters trying to get back at me. I said I wouldn’t say anything to the court. Not that I have much to say. All theunlawful things were above my knowledge. But still, I’m a threat. A loose end.”
His hip movements gradually stopped, and I stilled, bracing myself for him to say that he couldn’t forgive me for my former associations and the risk passed on to him. We would awkwardly get through this knotting, and he would admit that he couldn’t be with someone that grouped themselves with those who almost killed his best friend. Maybe he would even report me to the courts.
He moved his hand between my legs, his fingers parting my thighs and brushing over my lower lips. Not what I was expecting. “You shouldn’t be so stiff. You’re supposed to be relaxed.”
