Page 95 of Knot Their Starlet

His eyes are dark as they roam up and down my body—spread out underneath him.

“Like this,” he says, his lip quirking in a mischievous smirk as he grips my thighs and starts pushing them up. “I want to look at you while I knot you.”

My mouth goes dry as I stare down at myself, being folded in half. My legs are over his shoulders, leaving me completely exposed to his massive cock bobbing between us.

He runs the head along the cleft of my ass cheeks, collecting my slick along his shaft.

A little desperate whine leaves my lips. But I’m pinned underneath him. There’s nothing I can do but wait and take it.

And take it, I do.

My eyes flutter shut as the head of his cock presses insistently against me until it slips in. The slick that’s been building since he wrapped his hand around my cock makes it easier for him to thrust slowly into me until I can feel the base of his knot.

He gives me a second to breathe, to adjust to the feeling of being ridiculously full, before he pulls out and slams back in. His head brushes against a spot inside me that has me seeing stars.

I let out a choked moan that gets stuck somewhere in my throat. The garbled noise makes a chuckle leave his lips.

“Open. Your. Eyes.” His words are said between thrusts.

My eyes flutter open. I grip the pillow by my head with one hand and brace myself against the headboard with the other.

He’s smirking down at me, watching me fall apart because of him.

“You’re going to take my knot,” he growls, leaning closer to me and folding my body even more.

My eyes go wide and I open my mouth, trying to come up with words to say hey maybe that’s not a good idea, but they don’t come.

“It’ll fit,” he murmurs, slowing the pace of his thrusts, but not letting up on the intensity. If anything, he thrusts even harder, holding himself inside me for longer and longer increments.

“But—but I’m not in heat,” I rasp.

“You don’t need to be to take my knot,” he soothes, reaching down and cupping the side of my face. His broad thumb brushes against my lips. “You just need to relax and take it like the good omega you are.”

His words have my lips parting as I stare up at him through half-lidded eyes.

He takes the opportunity to press his thumb past my lips and into my mouth.

I run my tongue along it, sucking it into my mouth like I just did with his cock.

It gives me something to focus on while he continues his deep, insistent thrusts.

“Remember to breathe, baby.”

He doesn’t give my brain a chance to process the fact that he just called me baby before I feel the intensity of his knot pressing up against me.

I let out a deep moan around his thumb, struggling to keep my eyes on him, on us, as he pushes his knot inside of me.

“That’s it. Look at how well you’re taking my fucking knot. Fuck, you’re leaking your slick around me.”

He pulls his thumb from my mouth before reaching down and collecting some of the slick that’s dripped out of me onto his hand. He holds it in front of my face so I can see the way it glistens in the dim lamplight.

A flush of embarrassment covers my cheeks. But I don’t have a lot of opportunity to think about it before he’s wrapping his hand around my cock, squeezing it as he continues to push his knot into me.

“Oh my God,” I gasp, overwhelmed by the onslaught of sensation. “I’m gonna—I’m gonna⁠—”

“Come for me,” he growls before thrusting forward and seating his knot deep inside of me.

I throw my head back with a gasp, my cock spasming and shooting cum onto my stomach and chest.