Page 56 of Knotting Autumn

Now that I had him at my mercy, I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. The one thing I knew? I wanted some revenge.

Climbing on the bed, I crawled toward him, enjoying the way he flexed his muscles and pulled at the restraints. Wetting my lips, I ducked my head and licked up his length. He twitched against my tongue.

Settling on my knees between his legs, I grasped his cock at the base, squeezing his knot with both hands. He let out a choked groan. Smiling, I swiped over the head again, finally taking him in my mouth.

His moan echoed in the room as I sucked.

“Fuck, Vixen,” he growled.

Spurred on, I hollowed my cheeks and sucked as I pulled back before taking him deeper. His grunts and groans filled the room as I worked him, making myself wetter and wetter.

His hips jerked, and I pulled back. “Are you close?”

Nodding, he whimpered. “Please let me knot you. Ride me, and let me make you come.”

“Don’t worry,” I said, smiling slyly before lowering my head and wrapping my lips around his cock again. When he was gently thrusting into my mouth, I pulled back, popping my mouth off of his cock.

Thorne was wrecked, his mouth open as he panted. “Please, baby. Untie me and let me fuck you properly.”

“I told you I’ve got it handled,” I said. “Now lay still like a good boy.”

His entire body tensed as he moaned at my words. Pleasure gushed through our mate bond, and I bit my lip to suppress my grin.

Finally pulling off my soaked panties, I tossed them into the bathroom before settling over his thighs. His cock was hot against my folds as I ground down on him, placing a hand flat on his stomach so I could roll my hips.

As much as I wanted him inside of me and to feel that delicious stretch of his knot, I was still focused on my goal.

Pleasure spiraled through me as I rubbed my clit over his cock, loving the way the top of his knot pressed against my entrance. After tasting him and listening to his desperate moans, I was already on the edge of an orgasm.

Thorne watched, flexing his own hips in shallow thrusts as I used him. His precum and my own spit slicked his cock, giving me a delicious slide.

“You feel so good,” I hummed.

His answering groan was accompanied with a jerk of his restraints, desperate to get his hands on me. I’d better hurry, or he would break the bed frame.

Leaning forward, I shortened my movements in the perfect way until my body tensed and an orgasm rolled through me. Gasping, I dug my nails into his stomach.

“You’re so beautiful when you come. I want to see it again. Baby, let me go, let me fuck you, please,” Thorne begged.

With shaky legs, I climbed off of him. “That’s okay. I think I’m good.”

Ignoring his desperate whimper, I walked to the bathroom and cleaned myself up, pulling on a fresh pair of panties before retrieving my pants and shirt and tugging them on.

Fully dressed, I faced Thorne. “This is your punishment for tying me up on our first date.” Carefully, I loosened the knot at his wrists. Before he could react, I walked out of the room, leaving him alone, naked and rock-hard.

Chapter 19

The Claiming Biting Thing

I was sitting on the sofa beside Cole, chatting about movies, when Thorne walked out of the bedroom, looking like he’d been run through a wood chipper.

Cole smirked, raising his eyebrow as he looked at me. I took a sip of water and smiled demurely. Thorne was loud, and there was no way Cole didn’t know exactly what had gone down between us.

Thorne strode toward me, looking like he meant to toss me over his shoulder and drag me back to the bedroom, when the front door banged open.

Sawyer stormed into the room. His face was flushed, and I tensed. This was maximum Sawyer anger, and it startled me just as much as the first time I’d seen it. Bright green eyes glowing, Sawyer rounded on Thorne.

“Guess what I saw in town!”