Page 99 of Knot My Only Fan

I freeze inside her again. “Look how perfect you are when you’re stretched around my cock.”

“I need your knot.”

“I know you do, baby, not yet. I need to feel you.” Pressing my lips against her as I stare into her eyes, and murmur, “You’re so beautiful.”

Her lashes flutter as she smiles. “And you’re my alpha.” Her words are barely a whisper. My heart batters against my ribs. “And you smell like mine.”

“Fuck Grace, don’t say it if you don’t mean it,” I growl. Not wanting her to say something she’ll regret when she’s not in the throes of passion.

Her watery eyes meet mine. “I’m not. I never told Lucas what his scent was and maybe he left me because…” She swallows and closes her eyes.

“Look at me, baby.” She obeys, opening her beautiful brown eyes and staring at me. “It’s not your fault, and the three of us are going to work it out, okay?”

She nods. I’m so fucking glad she wants him. Now to work on Lucas.

“What’s my scent, baby?” I ask, locking my arms straight before stilling inside her.

She groans. Her eyes flutter open and lock onto my gaze. “Marshmallows, raspberries, chocolate with a dusting of cinnamon. The same as Lucas.”

I swallow as my tears fall onto her cheeks. “Fuck. We really found you. I never thought…”

“You found me. Now kiss me,” she begs.

I kiss her hard on the lips, while thrusting my cock into her faster and harder. Our tongues clash as the kissing becomes as fierce as the fucking.

Tears are rolling down her face. I lick them away but don’t stop thrusting my cock into her fast and hard.

The pressure of her pussy around my cock is so intense, each clench makes me cry out her name. I’m going to come sooner than her and I can’t have that. I lower my hand to where we meet, sweeping her wetness with my thumb before I circle it over her clit.

Between my thrusting and rubbing her clit, it doesn’t take long before her body is shaking underneath me, tightening her grip on my dick. “You’re so fucking tight around my cock. It’s killing me to hold back and to not knot you and blow my load inside you.”

“I want you to knot me. I need to feel all of you.”

I prop up onto my hands, taking my weight off her as I fuck her harder and faster. “Touch your clit,” I say.

Her mouth is open, her eyes heavy-lidded as her hand skates between our bodies.

I lean down and kiss her, before increasing the pace. The moment between us is so intense. I know she’s about to come, but it’s like she’s holding back, waiting for me.

“Come for me, baby. Let me feel you and then I’m going to knot us together, and you’ll be warming my cock for the rest of the night.”

“Stanton…” She closes her eyes and screams my name again… and again.

I push my hips downward on the next thrust, my knot grinds over her clit. “Yes, that’s it, baby. I feel you. Your pussy is pulsating, desperate to milk me.”

I grind again as pleasure washes over me and she explodes and begs, “Knot me!”

I slam against her pussy and press, working myself so far into her that her mouth opens without a sound.

Slamming my lips on hers, I work myself deeper inside her until my knot is inside her and has fused us together.

“Oh... That’s it,” she murmurs. “Keep doing that.” Her hips chase mine, finding a rhythm despite there being no space left to move.

My knot inflates, and I groan against her neck. Smelling the sweet perfume of my omega as my teeth nip at the flesh I need to live.

“Stanton,” she breathes.

I look into her eyes as she nods. “I want to be yours.”

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