Page 23 of A Knotty Choice: The Seduction of Sharon

“Then pull the dildo out of me.”

His motion was smooth, coiled power, and my pussy spasmed again. If it wasn’t for the silicone knot plugging me, I’d have been dripping slick.

His cock swayed between his legs as he moved to where he could reach the handle extending from me, his tip ruddy and leaking. It didn’t take much for alphas to recharge, even after a release as large as what he’d pumped into me, and the need to have him inside me again was growing, but I was going to test him first.

I whined as the knot deflated, a gush of fluid rushing from my stretched opening as soon as there wasn’t anything holding it inside anymore, but instead of simply pulling the dildo out, Alex twisted it inside me, working it in and out a little before drawing the length from me and rubbing my clit with it. Everything was sensitive and it felt good enough that I knew he could make me come with just that, but I wasn’t ready to give up control just yet.

“Now, lay down,” I gasped between moans.

I couldn’t stop myself from rocking against the toy and almost whined again when he pulled it away to do as I’d commanded. His lips twitched when he met my gaze, as if he’d guessed my game, but since he was behaving, I kept purring.

He had to spread his legs to lay in the middle of the bed since I was in the way, and that left his cock directly in front of my face. I could smell our combined fluids on him, the thick length lying up along his belly as his heavy sack dangled beneath. It was instinctive to crawl closer and nuzzle where his scent was strongest, the precum leaking from his tip smearing my cheeks as I moved from one side to the other. My mouth watered, and there was no reason for me to hold back when what I wanted was laid out for me.

I flicked my tongue along the vein going up the center of his shaft, making his cock flex as if it had a mind of its own and was trying to get closer to my mouth. Keeping my head down to hide my grin, I gave it another small lick, moving lower instead of up toward the head.

Alex growled when I sucked one ball into my mouth, laving it with my tongue as the flavor of us burst across my taste buds. It was salty and sweet, musky and rich. It soothed a craving I hadn’t realized I had.

Fingers tangled in the hair at the back of my head, and I had just enough control to remember to pull away, cutting off my purr.

“Ah, ah, ah! No touching.”

His growl deepened, the glare he shot me dark and full of promise for later. I knew I’d pay for testing him, but I’d pay gladly once I knew how far he’d let me take it.

“Hands on the headboard.”

His gaze remained locked on me as he lifted his arms, his hands curling around the wood behind him hard enough I was surprised I didn’t hear it cracking. I was too distracted to focus on the details of the headboard, but it seemed like where he’d grabbed was carved into grips, although they looked small for his big hands.

Slick leaked down my thighs as my channel clenched, and I bit my lip. I had no problem taking control of my pleasure, but I still preferred to be dominated, and it went against instinct to give the alpha orders. Still, I purred for him when he behaved, and dropped my head back to his shaft.

If anything, it looked larger. Angry and throbbing, bobbing with every heartbeat pushing more blood through it.

Pressing my tongue to the base, just below where his knot already bulged, I licked all the way up to the crown, meeting his gaze again as I wrapped my lips around his tip. The muscles along his body tensed, cords of strength standing out beneath his flesh, but he kept his hands on the grips.

I rewarded him by purring harder and taking more of him into my mouth. My jaw was stretched wide, yet my teeth still scraped along the sides as I pushed until his spongy crown lodged in the opening to my throat.

Alex bared his teeth as his hips bucked upward. I pulled off of him, my saliva glossing his length as it smacked against his belly.

“Kitten.”

He growled the word, a threat that made me shiver even as I smiled. I might have been little and cute like a kitten compared to him, but he’d learn I had claws sharp enough to sting if this was ever going to work between us.

“You want me to trust you?” I asked as I crawled up his body, making sure my nipples dragged along his flesh, his cock jumping to thwack against my sternum. “Then you’re going to lay there, hands on the headboard, and you’re not going to come.”

Those dark eyes widened as I settled over his hips and reached between us to take hold of his shaft. I notched his head at my entrance, fresh slick and our mixed release dripping from me to lubricate his shaft even more.

“But, you can trust me.”

His chest rose and fell beneath my hands as if he’d exerted himself already, his heart pounding under my palm. I could feel his worry slithering through the bond between us even though I knew he was trying to hold it back, and I only grinned wider.

“Then prove it.”

I sank down his length, freeing the moan that built over the way he stretched me. My nerves zinged with pleasure, my core massaging the thickness invading it inch by inch.

Alex’s jaw flexed, his expression turning stony even as determination filled the bond between us. It was still weak, incomplete, but I knew it was enough to be irreversible, and I had no plans to live my life in pain from denying it. I’d always prided myself on being able to roll with the things life threw at me, and as far as obstacles, Alex was one I wasn’t upset about having to climb.

I forced myself over his partially swollen knot, grinding my clit against him before lifting myself again. The slow drag of his cock inside me made my channel clench, my nerves buzzing with pleasure, but it wouldn’t be enough to push me over the edge, nor would it be enough to test him.

I let myself drop, my opening catching on his knot before I took it as well. The bulge pushed on the pleasure centers inside me, but it was still small enough for me to pull off again, and again.

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