Page 66 of Knot a Thief

Fuck I am.

I wanted her heat.

I wanted her to give me an heir.

Now the only thing I can think about is having her.

As I rock my hips into her, her pussy contracts, trying to pull my knot inside her.

“That’s it, omega. You take me this time. Show me how much you want me.”

Her pussy pulses around my cock and with each thrust, it readies itself for my knot. And I know the tablet is definitely working. Her body is now craving to be bred.

“Please,” she moans as her perfume floods the air, making my cock so fucking hard it aches.

My dick is like an iron bar as I thrust inside her, and she arches her body to take more.

“Come inside me. Knot me.” Her omega is coming on strong. Ava isn’t bratty nor a typical omega outside of her heat, but now she is proving that biology always wins.

“Oh, Alpha, that’s it.” Her voice is breathy as she tries to pull my knot inside her pulsating pussy, and I no longer want to stop it. I need to be locked inside her, coming over and over, ensuring my baby is conceived during this heat.

Her hands clench the sheets, and thighs tremble against mine.

I slam inside her. Groaning as my knot locks into her intense heat.

Like before, it feels like a burning vice, but strangely, I fucking love it.

My knot aches as I grind into her, getting as deep as possible.

“Max.” Her eyes roll into her head.

Just hearing my name—not Alpha—but Max, does something to me.

My cock pulses, shooting my cum deep inside her, but this time it feels different. Her pussy pulsates over and over, holding me inside her and milking me for everything I can give her.

I never want this to end.

I want to give her so much more.

Her scent permeates the air, making my balls tighten as she grinds over my knot.

“Yes! Yes! Oh my!” she squeals, gripping my cock with her inner walls. The feeling of her coming around my cock sends me over the edge, and I fear I might never come back.

As her pussy pulsate over my cock and knot, teasing every drop of cum from me, my gums throb with the urge to bite her.

Don’t do it.

I slide my tongue over my canines as I stare into her pretty eyes.

“Max,” she whimpers as I coax every quiver from her pussy while she convulses underneath me. “Max.”

My name.

My name.

I dig my teeth into my bottom lip, tasting the copper from the bite before slamming my lips on hers.

Her tongue slides over my lips, tasting my blood, tasting her alpha.

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