Page 58 of Knot a Thief

I expected some hissing.

I’d have loved the hissing. Her defiance would have helped with my mood. Because, right now, I’d love to just ram my cock inside her, fuck her until she begged me to stop. But with her pleading eyes on mine—I fucking can’t.

And I hate myself for it.

I scoot behind her on the nest and massage her ass cheeks for a moment. Smelling her perfume and watching her slick run down her inner thighs. She loves being with alphas. She wants this so much.

“Knot me,” she cries out.

I spread her legs with my knees, until she’s wide enough for me to place my head on the nest, facing her pussy. My chest rises as I inhale deeply, taking in her perfect scent.

I stroke my thumbs along her pussy lips, spreading her wide open for me. I mutter, “You smell so fucking good.”

My balls tighten at the sight of her slick dripping out of her. Without waiting, I reach up and grab her ass and pull her onto my face.

Her entire body trembles as my tongue slides through her heat for the very first time.

“Alpha.” It comes out of her mouth garbled because she refuses to release Max’s cock from her mouth.

I grip her ass as I fuck her with my tongue, at the same time I circle the pad of my thumb over her perfect, swollen clit. But I’m resisting the desperate urge I feel to bite her there, claiming her as mine.

I shake away the wicked thrill of claiming her forever.

But maybe she’s thinking the same because her arousal heightens, and her slick coats my mouth.

No! She’s not mine.

But it’s like her perfume overwhelms my thoughts and I can’t stop myself as I pull her onto my face with such force. And then I bite down on her clit. Not enough to claim her, but enough to make her scream.

Her hips push off my mouth, but I grab her ass and keep her still, swirling my tongue over her clit, taking away the pain.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ava. You could’ve been perfect,” Max says as he fucks her mouth. “Do you want to be perfect, Ava? Do you want to give me everything I want?”

From my position on the bed, I see her nod, but she doesn’t know what she’s agreeing to.

“And I’ll reward you very well for it.”

She hums around his cock as she writhes on my tongue and I know she’ll be begging so hard for a knot soon.

“Yes.” She rocks her hips over my mouth, chasing for her release.

Her thighs are shuddering around my head, trying to clamp as her climax takes over her body.

One of her hands is on Max’s thighs as he continues pounding into her mouth. I grimace as the fingernails of her other hand thrust into my hair, grabbing my scalp as she tries to ground herself.

My eyes are rolling into the back of my head as her scent and taste flood my nose and mouth.

I continue feasting on her cunt, sliding my tongue along her slit before it joins my thumb on her clit. My thumb applies pressure, while my tongue slides delicately over the bud.

Her thighs tremble. She’s getting so close to coming.

I don’t like that she’s stopped begging for a knot.

I want her to beg.

I want her to be so far gone she pleads for me to claim her.

And I might.

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