Page 47 of Knotty Lessons


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A dark archway leads deeper into the haunted house, and Scarlett shrinks behind me. She clings to my cape, using it as a comforting shield between her and the spooky noises echoing around us. Something drops from the ceiling, thumping in front of me. The lights suddenly flicker, showing a room of fake body parts. Scarlett screeches as a rubber hand bounces off her shoulder. She steps away from me, shielding her head as other rubber extremities rain down.

“Hurry, Ezra!” she calls, pushing her hands to my back.

I laugh and dig my feet into the ground, waiting for her to come back around. She jumps up, and I automatically catch her, feeling her body wrap around mine. She giggles and kisses my throat, her sweetness pouring over me. I love every second of her whole body hugging me that I can’t resist drawing my hand down to squeeze her ass. She retaliates by guiding her tongue up my throat until she nips my ear, biting it between her teeth.

I spin her around in the dark room, propping her up against the wall. A huge fake monster blocks a corner, and I look around behind me, listening for people coming.

“Ezra,” she murmurs, her breath feather light against my neck. “Let’s get out of here and go back to the SUV. You are setting me off. All I can think about is sex. It’s driving me crazy.”

My dick hardens, my balls throbbing at her whispering voice. Now that she puts it in my head, it’s all I’m thinking about too. I feel along the wall, touching the curtain, pulling it aside to step behind it into a small space where the side of the trailer rests, the small hallway seeming to be an access point for the employees to get around if they need to.

“Why waste another second, amore? No one will catch us here,” I murmur, lowering her enough to feel the hardness of my cock through my pants. “I mean if you’re brave enough.”

She shivers at my comment, easing her head back to meet my gaze, her eyes shadowed in darkness with only a couple inches of black light illuminating the area.

I expect her to deny me.

I expect her to resist.

But Scarlett reaches between our bodies and unbuckles my belt, relying on me to hold her up.

This wasn’t how I imagined our first time together to be, and it’s far more exciting. I thought Scarlett would be turned off by the idea of public sex or the possibility of getting caught, especially after what happened with the douche walking in on her and Dominic, but she kisses me with enough conviction that I yank her leggings down. Spinning her around, I press her to the wall, using my hand to test her body, feeling how hot and wet she is, her slick demanding I continue. With my other hand, I cover her mouth, silencing her moan as I work her over, feeling how her pussy clenches my hand, so fucking tight as it waits for me.

“Are you sure about this, Scarlett?” I ask, keeping my voice low. “We could get caught.”

“I’ll be quiet,” she whispers, nipping my hand with her teeth. “I’m so horny. I don’t know what’s going on, but I feel as if I’ll die if you don’t give me what I want.”

Her words set me off, and I lift her up enough to slide inside her, my cock pulsing as her tight pussy welcomes me as if this is where I belong. The pleasure ignited from our bodies coming together shadows my vision, and I bite her shoulder to stop from moaning.

I know exactly what has gotten into her. The suppressant cream has completely left her system, and she could be going into heat any day. The raw desire she experiences is what sets me off. It’s what draws me to her as an alpha. And now, all I can think about is knotting with her. Wishing she were already in heat so I could fill her with my seed and knock her up. Know what it’s like to breed and grow a family. I’ve been waiting so long for it. The thought becomes all-consuming.

I thrust harder, pressing my mouth to her shoulder as she sucks my finger, our breathing heavy but our moans in control. It’s exhilarating, feeling the coolness of the air around us every time I pull back to thrust deeper and deeper until my knot expands and locks me to Scarlett, igniting a mind-blowing sensation that makes me gasp out and bite her again, my orgasm shooting electricity from my balls to my core and through the rest of me.

Scarlett remains quiet, breathing and panting, and a small whimper escapes from her mouth through my fingers. I reach around and stroke my finger over her clit, exploring her body as I bond with her on a level I’ve been craving. She arches her back and squirms, unable to stay still through the intensity of her own orgasm. I pin her to the wall, grabbing her hair to kiss her throat and using my other hand to play with her nipples.

“Amore, you’re not going anywhere. You’ve taken my knot. Lose yourself to the pleasure. Let me drown in your everything.”

A few screams sound through the haunted house as people pass by, unaware of the two of us hiding behind the curtain, caught up in our passion and our raw need as an alpha and omega. The moment feels endless, like eternal bliss, the minutes ticking by. How many exactly? I don’t know. Enough for the haunting soundtrack to repeat.

I pump my body, wanting nothing more than to continue feeling Scarlett even when my knot releases, easing the intensity of her tight pussy around my cock. I slide out and spin her to face me, lifting her up and kissing her. I don’t stop until her breathing slows and her fingers release me, her nails biting my skin, and she comes down from the high of our passion.

I snuggle against her for a moment longer, only setting her down to help her clean off the best I can with my cape. And now I will keep it forever, her scent so delectable that I can’t wait for it to be all over my bed in my room. I want to make love to her again as soon as we get home. “I love you, amore. I can never deny you. I hope you know that. I wanted this moment to be—”

Scarlett kisses me, silencing my words. “This is perfect. I love you too, Ezra.”

Another group of people’s screams comes through the haunted house. I hold my finger to my lips, motioning for Scarlett to be quiet. I peer through a crack in the curtain, waiting for the next group to pass, and then I take her out, listening to her laughter fill the air.

A fake ghost drops from the ceiling, startling Scarlett, and I rush forward, my urge to leave all-consuming.

It’s what knotting does to me as an alpha. I just want to get Scarlett back to our home where we won’t be bothered or caught.

“Ezra, watch out,” Scarlett says, sliding off my back.

I stumble, tripping over something on the floor, and catch myself on the wall. The flickering lights snap off completely, screwing with my vision. Scarlett screams, and I twist and reach for her. She snatches my cape, yanking me closer. An unfamiliar scent assaults my nose. I don’t have a chance to react before my cape twists around my neck, tightening enough to shock fear into me. Scarlett yells my name again, her panicked voice setting me off.

I growl and swivel, swinging my arm out. I punch a figure, barely noticeable in the darkness of the haunted house. The figure yanks my cape again, choking me. I sweep my leg out, blindly attempting to knock the asshole’s feet out from under him. I know he’s male—an alpha too—but his scent leaves me in confusion. Who the fuck is this guy?

“Ezra! Where are you? I can’t see shit!” Scarlett calls, her voice bouncing off the walls like there are microphones set up to throw off the sound.

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