Page 94 of Knot Your Rebel

Pulling himself up my body, he takes my lips in a punishing kiss, swallowing a soft whimper as his lips caress mine. With two hands, I grab hold of his hair, pulling as I suck his tongue into my mouth.

He moves until his body is covering mine, and he drops some of his weight onto me. I wrap my legs around his waist like a spider monkey, thrusting my hips so that his pants-covered cock slides back and forth, providing me with friction to grind myself against.

His eyes roll back as my perfume permeates the air around us.

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Her perfume makes me fucking dizzy and filled with the need to be inside her. We continue to kiss with an urgent fervor as I allow my hands to roam her body. It’s very different from when she was just a scraggly teenager. Now, she’s all women with shapely curves, sexy hips, and full breasts. All of the above I cannot wait to see.

I’ve never seen an omega in heat before, only heard the stories. Knowing that it’s Rebel only revs my engines up more. My cock is painfully fucking hard, my knot throbbing to be inside her. I’ve never knotted someone before. I’ve only ever thought about doing it with Rebel, and the first time it happens, she’ll be so lost to her heat that she probably won’t even remember, but I will.

Rebel is in full blown heat, and, Lord, help me, I’m here for it. She continues grinding against me, and if she keeps this up, I’m going to come pathetically fast. I groan at how hot her core is. Tiny hands slip between us, and she works on my belt, already having rid me of my shirt. The sound of my zipper is so loud it’s like a gun going off.

Her hands reach up, pushing against me, and I allow her to push me onto my back. Tiny hands run their way up my thighs and dip into my pants. A shiver tears through me at the mere touch. Air gets lodged in my throat as I suck in a harsh breath as she wraps a soft hand around my girth.

I knew foregoing boxers today would turn into a good idea. She pulls my cock from my pants and leans in to swipe her tongue up the bottom and around the tip where I’m already leaking pre-cum. Then she’s swallowing my cock fully, letting the tip hit the back of her throat and gagging on it.

Her eyes water, and I reach up to wipe away the tears. She lets up lightly to catch her breath before going back down again. Her slow movements pick up pace, and before I know it, she’s bobbing in a steady rhythm up and down my cock, caressing my length with her tongue as she goes.

“Holy fuck, Rebel. God, those lips feel so fucking good wrapped around me.” She looks up at me, tears leaking from her eyes, spit pooling in the corners of her lips, and it’s quite possibly the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. She moans around me, and I swear to God, I’m going to lose it, but before I can enjoy it any longer, she’s pulling that perfect mouth off of me.

“Need you, Alpha.” It comes out as a whine, and my alpha will not stand for it. Before I have the chance to respond, she’s climbing onto me, straddling my lap, and grinding down on my bare cock. The feeling is exquisite torture.

She shifts, pressing her gloriously naked breasts against my chest. Her nipples are hard and incredibly sensitive as I reach up to squeeze one.

Slick drips off her onto my cock and balls. She leans in and lightly presses her lips to mine, and I demand more, growling into the kiss, and my fingers thread into her hair, getting a good grip. I tug a little, testing her patience, and she moans, her hips moving faster against me.

Sharp nails trail down my chest, leaving behind a sting and a painting of claw marks. She’s marked me. Fuck, I love it. I grunt, astonished that what I read about omega’s in heat seems to be accurate so far. I’m going to look like a wild animal attacked me, and I couldn’t care less.

Now, we’re both naked as I shrug my pants the whole way off and kick them to the floor. She licks at my neck, and I wish to all things holy that she’d just bite down. If she marks me, then Tate can’t be pissed at me. I kept my word, right? It’s what my alpha brain is trying to justify at this point because there’s no way I won’t end up marking her.

She whimpers, grabbing at my length between us and lining her soaked pussy up with my heavy cock. She lifts herself up and then drops down onto my cock in one go. I suck in a sharp breath at the feel of her tight cunt. Holy. Shit. She feels amazing.

“Alpha, fuck me. Knot me,” she demands with a cry.

“Holy shit, Rebel.” I groan as her tight little pussy clamps down on my cock, squeezing the life out of it.

“Fuck me, Alpha. Fuck me. Mmhmmm…. Tate.” I freeze at her use of my best friend's name. She’s so lost to it that she thinks I’m Tate? Well, fuck. She continues to grind against me, but I growl at her.

“Tell me who is fucking you, Omega. Who is fucking this sweet, slick little pussy into oblivion? Say my name, Omega.”

Her eyes pop open and travel over my face. They widen briefly before she whispers my name, almost in reverence, “Drake.”

“Yes, it’s me. Say my name again, Omega. Cream my cock and say my name,” I demand.

Gripping her hips, I lift up and slam into her as I pull her down hard, trying to split her in two. A snarl pierces the air around us as I slam her back down and up again on my cock for a second time.

“Yes, fuck me, Drake. Please,” She begs and pleads. “Need more. Need harder. Fuck me deeper, Alpha. Give me your cum.”

I want to fucking consume her. I want her to forget all about Tate and bite me. Fuck me. Ride me. If this is all I ever get from her, then I’m going to take it all.

Reaching down, I push her legs open and her knees towards her chest, getting a deeper angle in which to fuck her. “Yes,” she moans. “Fuck me harder with your fat alpha cock, I need it. Give me your cum. Split me open with your knot so good I can’t remember how to walk afterward.”

My eyebrows raise, shocked at the dirty mouth my little omega has. I can’t hold back any longer. Flipping her so her back hits the bed, I fuck her savagely, like if I don’t, she’ll disappear in a cloud of dust.

She moans with each thrust. Her back arches off the bed. There isn’t much space between us because she’s basically trapped under me.

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