Page 10 of Knot My Only Fan

“Mmm.”

I sigh. This is not going to plan. Why is my week so shitty? “Why don’t you finish off your drink and go to bed? Maybe tomorrow will be a better day for you.”

“Put the camera somewhere so I can see your face and your pussy, then take off your panties and finger yourself, Scarlett. One finger inside your little pussy and another in your mouth and imagine your lips are around my cock when you come.” This is more like the Henry I’ve gotten to know, and where I’d prefer the conversation to go.

I already have enough men on this app who want more than I can give them.

I slide my panties over my hips and kick them off at the ankles. My eyes are focused on the camera and his cock as I slide my finger over my clit, stroking gently to hear his hitched breaths. “Can you hear how wet I am for you?”

“I can see...” His voice stammers a little. “And I want to lick it all up for you.”

“Don’t tease me. You know how much I want that.”

He laughs, sounding much more comfortable than he was. “Put another finger inside and fuck yourself, hard. Like I want to do to you,” he says.

I swallow. Normally Henry keeps our discussions to me and him doing things separately, apart from my mouth around his cock, but now he’s imagining us doing things together.

But I do it and slip another finger inside me, releasing a deep moan as I do. Forgetting about him changing and getting on with what I’m here for—making money from men with dirty mouths and getting them off without touching them.

My head drops back as I circle my clit, as the tension in my stomach pulls tighter.

“Yes,” I whisper, small moans leaving my mouth.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” he groans. “Open your legs wider.”

My arousal is already heightened when my eyes latch on the camera again. His large hand strokes over his enormous cock while his other hand squeezes his knot, and I feel a gush between my legs.

It’s then I realize I’m soaked. My hand is covered in...

My eyes widen when I hear him growl, “Is that slick?”

Chapter 4

Lucas

Her eyes open wide as she stares into the camera, unable to look away.

“Is it slick?” I ask her once more, but this time I try to keep my voice less alpha-like to not scare her. “Answer me.”

She swallows. A lump travels from the top of her throat, rippling her neck on its way down before she slams her hand on her chest. “It’s nothing. Just a slight issue that I need to deal with.”

“A slight issue? What the fuck does that mean?” I grunt.

“It’s personal.” Her voice is back to strong and determined and her legs slam shut so I can’t stare at the delicious slick flowing between her legs.

But I saw it, and my chest heaves at knowing what I saw. Knowing what she is.

She’s an omega.

“You’re on BetaFans? Why?” I ask.

She’s obviously an omega who has done a great job of hiding her designation.

Or did she?

Is that the reason I’m so attracted to her? The reason I keep seeking her and nobody else.

My hand loosens on my dick as I stare at her. She is wondering what to say... what to do.

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