Page 73 of Knot My Sin

“Fucking gorgeous,” he murmurs, licking his slick lips as he sits up on his knees and releases my ankles.

Breathing hard as my eyes meet the tenting of his pants, I bite my lip and pull off my panties.

“Shaw,” I rasp, my eyes moving over the work of art of my scent mate. “I need you.”

“You have me,” he says, his eyes gazing over my body. “My beautiful mate, you’re so damn perfect.”

“I want you to fuck me, Shaw,” I whimper, sitting up and curling my fingers into the waistband of his joggers. “Replace my dream with you. Make me feel good.”

“Do you want me to call Flynn?” he asks worriedly. “He might be better for this.”

“Flynn and I are bonded. He’s already mine,” I tell him. “I want you. I want my alpha. It has to be you.”

“You want me to be yours?” Shaw breathes, staring at me predatorily.

Poking the alpha, I nod. “Yes. Now, strip. Gimme your cock,” I insist.

Nodding, he helps me push the joggers off his hips and kicks them away before he kisses me. Flipping onto his back, he takes me with him, laughing as I squeal.

Rocking me over his cock, he grunts as he lines himself up and pulls me down onto it. My eyes roll at the stretch, whining.

“God, yes. Fuck me,” I gasp. “Knot, knot, Shaw?—”

“If you want my knot, make me,” he says, folding his arms under his head. “Come on, baby. Work for it.”

Rocking my hips, I gasp as he slides further inside of me. I don’t think I’ve ever just been able to take the driver's seat during sex, and tears slide down my cheeks at how big this feels. The piercings light up my nerve endings, make me feel more alive than I ever have. God, I don’t think he’ll ever understand. That’s okay.

I know. Every shift in my hips and rise and fall over his shaft makes Shaw’s jaw grind as he groans. He lets me explore his body with my hands, lean forward to kiss his lips as I continue to ride him. This angle feels good too, making me cry out as I grind down on his cock.

“God, you feel so good,” I moan. “I want your knot, but I feel like I’m close to coming.”

Grinning, he lifts up to kiss me, pushing me up until I’m sitting. “Use me, fuck me. My body is yours, find out what feels good, Sweetness. Once you come, I may not be able to hold back. I’m going to need to knot your pretty little cunt. Stretch you so good, you’ll be dripping down my knot. Maybe I’ll make Flynn clean me up in the shower.”

Gasping at the visual, I ghost my hands up my body and squeeze my breasts. Tugging on my nipples as I bounce on his cock, I find I like rising and dropping down on the piercings at the base of his cock as I grind on his knot.

“Fuck, Wren!” Shaw shouts, his hands curled into fists by his head. “That’s it, gimme your cum, baby. It’s mine.”

All his. The thought makes me shudder, detonating my body as I cry out. Shaw’s hands gently rock me over his knot, purring as he does. A moment later, he flips me onto my back, pounding into me. It feels so good, all I can do is hold onto his shoulders as he starts to work his knot inside.

“Ahh,” I scream, locking my legs around his waist and lifting my hips. “Yes! Fuck, yes.”

Kissing me, he continues to rotate his hips as he pushes his way in, making my body tremble. “There’s my girl. You can do it. Come one more time. It’ll help,” he promises.

As he rocks his fingers over my clit as he fucks me, I see little white lights travel over my vision. It feels so good, I want more. Determinedly, Shaw pushes me to another release, and I can feel the largest part of his knot slide inside of me. There’s so much slick, the rest is a forgone conclusion as he rocks his hips again.

Heat floods my body as he knots me, and we’re locked together.

“Shaw, now, bond now. Bite, please,” I beg.

My alpha ghosts his teeth along my neck as I moan, sucking on my skin.

“Baby, are you sure? This is forever. Do you want to be with us?” he whispers at the shell of my ear.

I was worried before, but time after time he’s shown me it’s different now. I want to be bonded to him.

“Yes. Please, Shaw. I want this, Alpha,” I whine.

The sting of his teeth makes me shatter for him again, and he groans as he comes. I can feel rope after rope of cum coat my insides, settling my soul.

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