Page 32 of Knot a Thief

I scoop up more of my arousal and apply it to his cock.

My mouth waters as he slides the knotty ring over the crown of his cock and down his shaft.

He groans as it squeezes the base of his cock and he slips one ring over his balls, securing it in place.

“I need to feel you own me.”

Seb grabs me, pulling me into a passionate kiss. “Trust me, sweetheart,” he says, his voice gravelly. “I’m going to give you a ride you’ll never forget.”

I still have a feeling that finding me talking to the alpha in Monaco and then here in Majorca has turned my nerdy beta into a pseudo alpha.

He pins me down, his body pressing me into the mattress as our mouths fuse. Tongues twirl together, sending shivers down my spine.

He moves down my body, his lips kissing and licking the sensitive skin of my neck and chest, his hands exploring every inch of me.

I moan, feeling his fingers teasing my nipples, intense heat zips through my veins. Warming every inch of my body.

Seb moves further down, his tongue making slow circles around my belly button, causing my hips to buck up.

I arch my back higher, inviting him further, and he doesn’t disappoint.

He kisses my inner thighs, teasing me with his breath, sliding his tongue over my aching wetness. I groan, my hands gripping the sheets as my body writhes with desire.

He dips his tongue into me, flicking and swirling it around my sensitive center. “Already so wet.”

“Just fuck me, Seb. I need you.”

He smiles against me, peppering kisses up my body until we’re facing each other.

He licks his lips as he looks up at me. “You taste so sweet, my sweetheart. I can’t wait to be inside you.”

With that, he slides himself inside me, filling me completely.

I groan, my body trembling as he pulls out and thrusts into me again, whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

“You’re mine,” he growls, his hips picking up rhythm. “I’ll always protect you.”

I moan, my body responding to his every thrust. Seb’s hands grip my hips, guiding me as he takes me to new heights. I cling to him, my nails digging into his back as our bodies move together in perfect harmony.

As the excitement builds, so does the tension. I can feel it coiling deep within me, readying to explode. Seb senses it too, his thrusts becoming more urgent—more desperate.

“You’re mine. Tell me,” he growls again, but his words are only building my desire. “And then I’m going to make you scream.”

With his voice hoarse with lust, and the promise lingering in the air, I whimper, “I’m yours.”

My eyes meet Seb’s. His eyes are filled with passion and hunger.

There’s a familiar tightness in my stomach, and I know my climax is nearing. I need him. “Knot me.”

He gyrates his hips before he thrusts deep inside me, locking our bodies together in a primal union.

“Yes,” I cry out.

“You’re mine,” he chants over and over.

“I’m yours,” I cry out as his body moves in perfect synchrony with mine.

Seb’s breath hitches as the knotty toy tightens around his cock before slowly swelling inside me, stretching me, filling me completely.

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