Page 13 of Knotty or Nice


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"Yes...yes..." she moans, her hips pushing against me, her body begging me to keep going.

I give her a third thrust, and then I stop with my cock buried deep inside her, just holding it there. She moans and moves against my cock, her pussy gripping it like a fist, tiny muscles pulling me further inside.

"Please, Callum," she whimpers. "More...give me more."

I pull out, almost all the way, and I thrust back inside her, picking up speed and rhythm. My knot is tightening, I want to be all the way inside her so bad, buried deep--but she's not ready yet. She's never done this. I can't just take her.

Her legs wrap around me tightly, forcing me deeper, and my knot almost slides into place.

"Give it to me," she commands.

And I can't resist her.

With my next thrust, I push all the way inside, my knot filling her entrance, pressing against her g-spot. She lets out the most beautiful sound, high and breathy, her back arched and her nails slicing into my skin, and I suck on her breasts again to steady her before I move.

Because this...it will feel different.

More.

Better.

"You're so...you're so thick," she gasps. "Oh god...it hurts..."

"I can't...I can't pull out now," I say. "Breathe with me. It'll feel good."

"Oh...oh itdoes," she moans. "Oh my god, it's hitting in just the right--"

I feel her come around my knot, the rest of my cock seated fully inside her, our bodies locked together. There's no escaping her tight walls as they flutter and pulse andgrip, and I grunt as I try to hold out. "Fuck, you feel incredible..." I groan. "Fuck..."

I roll my hips and she wraps her arms and legs around me, lifting her hips off the floor to cling to me as I brace her shoulders against the rug. Without a moment's hesitation, I take her in my arms and pull her into my lap, then I start to thrust up into her dripping pussy as she straddles me, her face buried in my neck.

"Yes...yes..."

Her scent wraps around me, flooding my senses, and the tingling starts.

The need to claim her.

The craving for it.

"It's happening..." I groan, thrusting up into her deep and slow. "Fuck, I can't--I can't pull out now..."

I feel her whimpering against me as my knot grows to full size, stretching her open, filling her out. She's so warm, I can't help but thrust up into her even deeper, feeling myself bottom out in her core.

"My knot...you'll feel it for a while," I tell her. "Does it hurt?"

"No," she says, panting, her voice so fucking sexy. "It's...it's not painful, it's...it's so..."

"Emma," I groan. "I can't stop. I'm sorry, baby, but I can't stop."

I bury my face against her neck as I start to roll my hips, the rhythm of our lovemaking changing. She sighs into my neck repeatedly, her fingers skating in circles across my back now, catching on the scratch marks.

"Oh..." she breathes. "Oh...that's...that's what I needed. That's just right..."

I have to pull back and look at her, her face flushed, her hair sticking to her forehead and her lips swollen from my kisses. The sight of her, impaled on my cock and enjoying it, makes my pulse pound in my ears. I press a sloppy kiss to her lips and she moans into my mouth, holding onto my shoulders.

"I'm gonna come soon," I growl. "But after...I'm going to be stuck inside you...maybe all night...and you can use me however you want."

"Good," she whispers. "Stay with me. Stay here and keep me safe, Callum..."

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