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It’s merely a tease, a prelude. I crave more, need more, the hunger within me insatiable.
“Knot me,” I plead, urgency edging my voice.
Max rises, my slick coating his beard and trickling down his chin. It’s the most erotic sight I’ve ever witnessed. Recovering quicker than me, he lifts me into his arms before bounding up the stairs with a determined pace.
“Just one more set of stairs,” he assures me.
“I’m not going to make it,” I protest, feeling an angry pulse in my core as if my earlier orgasm only fueled my body’s demands. “Now,” I demand breathlessly. “Against the wall. Knot me, Max.”
“Fuck,” he swears, swiftly turning and pressing me against the wall. One hand supports my weight while the other hurriedly undoes his pants.
I lap at his beard, tasting my own sweetness—a flavor reminiscent of apple pie glaze. Lost in this tantalizing realization, I’m jolted back to the present as Max slowly sinks into me. My head thumps against the wall, and I can’t help but moan out his name in a mix of pleasure and desperation.
When my gaze refocuses on Max, the man I knew is replaced by a raw, primal alpha. He grinds his jaw, his pupils dilating, consuming the color in his eyes. A smirk plays on my lips, knowing he’s struggling with his control.
Each deliberate thrust splits me farther open, igniting a need within me that eclipses all else. I look down, and the sight of him entering me is overwhelmingly erotic, even more so than my earlier thoughts of his muscular physique.
His cock, slick with my arousal, glistens invitingly. It’s thick and hard, and his knot grows more pronounced, glaring red as I fix my gaze upon it.
“Look how fucking sexy you are,” he growls, his hands gripping me firmly as he leans back, admiring the view with me. “Just look at you, pulling me in, enveloping me.”
Every pulse of my core around him, each slow, deliberate thrust, sends me teetering on the edge of insanity—a sweet, maddening brink I’d willingly embrace for this pleasure. Every sensation feels magnified, my world more alive, more sensitive, and infinitely more sensual.
The scientific, rational part of Max fades away, replaced by the raw, primal essence of an alpha, and I, in my purest form, am his omega.
I roll my hips, a desperate plea for more.
“What do you want, sugar?” he asks, his pace slow, torturously teasing. He knows exactly what I crave, what I ache for. “You want my knot?”
As if I haven’t made it abundantly clear already—yes, I desire that enticing knot of his...
“Can you wait?” he asks, trying to withdraw.
A cry escapes me at the thought of him pulling away. My body yearns for him right here, right now, against this very wall, indifferent to the rest of the world bustling around us.
“Knot me now, Max,” I plead, my fingers gripping his shoulders as my nails dig into his flesh. I relish the slight scent of blood in the air, a primal confirmation of my claim on this alpha.
He complies, thrusting into me, his knot teasing my entrance. “I’ve got you,” he whispers, his lips meeting mine, dispelling any fears about fitting together perfectly.
It’s as if the Fates sculpted me for him.
His kiss is a storm of passion, need, and assurance. As I lose myself in his embrace, he continues to move gently, pressing his knot at my core but never forcing. He waits for my body’s signal.
Max groans, breaking away from our kiss, his head thrown back in ecstasy. I’m barely aware of my own head thudding against something solid—the wall, the door. It doesn’t matter. All that exists in this moment is the overwhelming sensation of being completely and utterly his.
As Max drops his head and fully sheathes himself inside me with a satisfying pop, my body convulses with unbridled need. The orgasm that follows tears through me like an untamed wildfire, while Max’s growl resonates through every fiber of my being.
Instinctively, I tilt my head to the side, offering myself to him. I’m ready for him to bite, to bond, to claim me fully as his own. Max responds by leaning down, his tongue tracing my skin before his canines gently nip, heightening the sensation as he moves within me in a primal rhythm.
His mouth leaves my skin, and a whimper of rejection escapes my lips, the loss of contact leaving me confused and wanting. My eyes flutter open to a scene that ignites my senses anew—Avery is holding Max back, their lips locked in a passionate kiss, as Max’s movements become increasingly frantic.
This sight, so raw and intensely sensual, sends shockwaves through me, triggering a cascade of orgasms that rock my entire being. Max continues, his release filling me, each spurt intensifying my pleasure and making every thrust an exquisite torment.
Eventually, his movements slow, and he pulls away from Avery. They share a silent, profound exchange, a communication beyond words that I’m not yet a part of.
They finally turntheir full attention to me. My inner omega preens under their scrutiny, basking in their focus. Max offers me a lopsided grin, his cheeks flushed with a bashful red while Avery claps him on the back.
“No unwanted biting.” Avery winks at me, his voice a blend of firmness and teasing. “Not until you’re out of your heat.”
