Page 61 of Knot a Thief

I slam my hands on the window.

It’s dark outside, but I’m sure people will see me because of the light behind me in the room.

Silas doesn’t care.

He widens my legs with his knee and plunges inside me.

My forehead touches the window, and I groan.

His thrusts are relentless, but I don’t complain. I did something wrong with Max, and I don’t want to chance not being knotted again with Silas.

He covers my hands, flattening his large palms on mine as his hips pound against my ass.

When our eyes lock on the window ahead, there’s a moment between us, but he shakes it off and stares ahead.

His dick is as big as Max’s, but the position makes it feel like it’s curving inside me.

Please knot me.

I want to scream it out loud. But I’m hoping he needs it too.

He releases one hand and wraps it around the front of my throat. “Eyes on me.”

He squeezes as he slams in and out of me. Stars are popping behind my eyelids, and I’m going to come again without a knot.

I can’t stand it.

I don’t want to beg again, but I do.

“I need you. Please.”

Silas holds my body in place and thrusts his cock deep inside me, and out, knocking the air from my lungs as he plunges again.

This time, my eyes round as his knot slides inside me.

He doesn’t pull out this time.

He can’t. My pussy holds his cock deep inside of me as he pushes my tits against the window.

Our eyes lock as he rests his body against mine while I listen to the gentle rumble that comes from his chest.

My body shakes. My eyes roll into my head as the smell of spiced rum and citrus fills the air. The essence overwhelms my senses, making my orgasm go on and on.

My thighs tremble as he holds his body against mine. Not moving one inch,.

He lowers his head and groans as my pussy flutters around his dick. His teeth graze against my shoulder, gentle pulls at first, before he sucks my skin so hard, I know he marked me.

“Such a good little thief. You stole my knot,” he says, and that’s when I realize these alphas were trying to hold out on me.

“I thought you wanted to knot a thief,” I reply.

Was this their aim in Monaco? Entice me to their room and knot me?

He purrs against my hair, but with too many orgasms to count, my body is finally giving up. I’m still knotted and so damn tired I can’t keep my eyes open.

Silas says something behind me, but with his knot still deep inside me, their scents covering my entire body, and a deep satisfaction blooming through me, I close my eyes and smile.

When I wake, I’m surrounded by a soothing heat. Not only from the warm water surrounding me, but also with the enormous arms of Max. My back is flush against his chest, and surprisingly, my head is resting just below his shoulder.

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