Page 51 of Knot Theirs


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I hurried to do what he told me, standing to take off my bra, jeans, and panties in quick succession. Then I pulled back the comforter and waited for his instructions.

It was primal, instinctive. He was going to give me his bite to claim me, and I wanted to submit. I could feel a trickle of slick sliding down my leg.

“On your back. Bring your pussy to the edge of the bed. I need to make sure you’re ready for me.”

The feel of the soft sheets against my skin was like hands stroking me, I was already so sensitive. I arched up as I took the position he wanted, even though he hadn’t touched me.

Michael knelt on the floor between my spread legs, and when his warm breath skatedalong my inner thigh, I cried out. His strong arms banded around my legs and under my ass as he lifted me to his mouth.

My body was strung tight, already close. He used his tongue to thrust roughly inside me, and I gasped. Then he withdrew and focused more gentle strokes on my clit as I moaned. I could hear and feel him sipping at my slick, and I dug my nails into his hair, starting to tense.

“Fuck, Tracy,” he rumbled against my thigh. “I’m never gonna get enough of your taste. But I’m not patient right now.”

He stood. Before I could register the cool air where his breath had been, he was grabbing my hips and flipping me onto my stomach.

“Hands and knees, little omega.”

I shuddered and positioned myself in front of him with my elbows on the bed, my ass up with my back arched. The bed dipped as he knelt behind me. I felt the head of his cock notch at my entrance, and then he was pushing inside.

We both groaned as he steadily pressed forward, eased by my slick, until his knot bumped against my entrance. I could feel his length so deep inside already, but there was more of him I needed to take. He reached around, sliding his fingers down my stomach and over my mound to my clit, where he worked me with slow, light circles. My breath was coming in panting bursts.

I arched back, trying to force myself onto his knot, my body opening for him. With a quick shove and a pinch of pain, his knot slipped in. It swelled even more inside me.

I cried out with the feeling of fullness and pressure, the way I was filled with him, locked to him. Just as I started to feel my walls fluttering along his length, he bent over my back. His body was so large, he easily brought his lips to the juncture of my neck and shoulder. In a flash, he bit.

The sharp pain disappeared in seconds, even as my vision hazed. Nothing could have prepared me for the onslaught of feelings as the bond took hold.

Love and lust and worship poured from him, and I started to come hard. My pussy was like a vice. Michael roared as he emptied himself, hot seed filling me up to overflowing.

I was moaning, still coming around him, when he gently brought us both down onto our sides, his knot still holding us together. He slid one arm under my neck while the other held me around my waist, and he kept pumping into me, nuzzling against my neck to lick his mark.

Every touch over the bond mark, even his breath, sent another wave of pleasure through me, making me clench and moan. My heart soared at the loving way he cradled me in his arms. At the affection I felt through the bond.

After several long minutes, the pulses slowed andstopped, and his knot loosened. I wasn’t at all surprised by the flood of seed that trickled down my thighs. It had been so much, I’d practically felt him bathing my womb.

That led to other thoughts, but it was something for the future. Not tonight.

“I love you, Michael.”

He squeezed my waist tighter. “I love you, Tracy. So much.”

His words blended with the feeling through the bond, and I sighed with the truth of it.

Before I could say anything else, a light knock sounded at the door. Michael huffed.

“It’s Ben. As much as I don’t want to let go of you right now, he needs you. We’ll have all the time in the world after we’re all bonded.”

He turned me over on my back and cupped my face with one hand, letting me see in his eyes what I could feel through the bond. With a gentle kiss, he got up, pulled on his boxers, and went to the door.

“See you soon, honey,” he said over his shoulder.

Then Ben was walking toward me. His eyes were on fire, fierce and possessive. My pussy clenched, already building toward the next climax. I couldn’t help whimpering.

“Bond me, alpha.”

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BEN

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