Page 52 of Knot A Chance

I preened at the praise, chest filling with happiness with the knowledge that I was pleasing to my alpha. My stomach cramped and I groaned. “Please, I need it. I need your knot, alpha.”

Bennett pushed one finger in my ass, slowly rubbing against my prostate. He ran the thumb of his other hand across the slick on my taint and reached around, shoving it in my mouth. “Suck, handsome.”

“Mmm,” I moaned, eagerly licking every drop of myself off him as I sucked furiously. I pressed my hips back, fucking myself on his finger and whined, “Please.”

Bennett pressed a soft kiss to my lower back and licked the scent gland, sending a shiver of need through me. He gripped my hips in both hands and pushed his cock inside me, filling me completely.

I sank against the bed, rubbing my dick against the mattress for extra fiction as Bennett pounded into me. I whimpered and whined and begged him to fuck me harder, every sound out of my mouth a call to action that he met with increasingly frantic thrusts.

“You gonna come again for me, handsome?” he growled in my ear, folding himself over top of me. “Fill this nest with your come?”

“Y-Yes,” I said, balls tightening. “Knot. Please.”

“You’ll get my knot,” he said, gripping my shoulder. He drove the tip of his dick straight into my prostate. “Come for me first.”

I moaned, blowing my load all over the blankets as he split me in half with his cock. Bennett slammed into me once more before pulling out with a grunt and jerking his release all over my lower back and my ass cheeks.

“My omega looks so pretty covered in my come,” he said, rubbing it in. I groaned, needing more as my hips slid over the mattress again and again, my hard dick weeping. Bennett lowered his face to my ass. “Let me enjoy you and then you’ll get what you need, baby.”

He spread my ass cheeks wide and licked me from my balls to my ass, he slurped and moaned, enjoying his feast of slick and sweat and come.

Every stroke of his tongue around the rim of my ass made me clench with need and my dick leaked more.

“You taste so fucking sweet,” Bennett grumbled against my ass, licking me again. “You were made for me. You’re mine, Felix. Mine.”

“Yes, yours. More,” I begged. “Almost there.”

Bennett lifted my hips just enough to reach one arm around and grab my cock as he plunged his tongue inside my ass. He squeezed my dick, and my ass clenched around his tongue as I painted his hand with my release.

I sighed in exhaustion as Bennett lay on his side next to me. He rolled me over, pulling my back against his chest and pushed his dick back inside me, rocking slowly in and out of me. “There you go, handsome. Ready to take my knot?”

“Yes,” I whispered, pushing back against him as his swollen knot breached my hole, stretching me wide. Bennett cried out with a roar of pleasure as he locked us together, his dick exploding and his muscles tense as he pumped me full of his come.

When he was finally stated, he kissed my shoulder and I nuzzled against him, already drifting off.

“Get your rest, handsome,” he said, kissing the bite mark on the side of my neck. Thoughts of being bonded to Bennett and spending the rest of my life in his arms filled me as sleep overtook me.

Bite me, Bennett. Just try it. Maybe I could be yours after all.

I’d never wanted to be anything more than I wanted to be his.

I woke up to the sensation of Bennett’s dick slipping out of me again. I had no idea how many times he’d knotted me in the last two days, but it still wasn’t enough. He brushed the sweaty hair off my face and pressed a glass of water to my mouth.

I parted my lips for him, swallowing everything he poured into my mouth. He kissed my temple. “I’m going to go out to the kitchen and get some food.”

“Nooo,” I whined. Most of the nausea from the heat had passed and I was finally starting to feel hungry again. The few times that Bennett had tried to feed me cut up pieces of fruit, I’d felt more inclined to chuck them across the room so we could fuck again instead of eat. But he’d been so gentle, it had been hard to resist his pleading face. Plus, he’d said no more sex unless I ate. He was probably lying, but it wasn’t a chance I’d wanted to take.

I reached for his hand and wrapped his arm around my waist, gripping his fingers tightly in mine.

He kissed my neck softly. “I’ll be right back. I made soup while you were sleeping last night and I just need to heat it up.”

“What kind?” I mumbled, my stomach growling with interest.

“Broccoli cheddar,” he said with a proud smile.

I grinned at him. “Okay. But hurry back.”

“I will,” he said before giving me one more kiss and slipping out of bed.