Page 25 of Knotting Before Them

I looked up once it was done, waiting for more instructions.

“Take it out.”

I reached for this underwear and took his cock out. While I had it in my hand, seeing was so different from feeling. He was huge, bobbing in front of me. His knot should have looked a little alien to me, but it didn’t. It was perfect, just like the rest of him, velvet to the touch, and I couldn’t wait to have it in my mouth.

“Kiss the tip, sunshine.”

I did what he asked.

“And look at me.” I looked up and kissed it again as he nodded, happy with me. His thumb came to my bottom lip and opened my mouth. “Take as much as you can.”

Finally. I’d been begging for cock for hours now. With enthusiasm, I swallowed him as far as I could go, testing my gag reflex.

“Jesus,” Noah hissed.

I couldn’t be detained. I took him into my mouth until I reached his knot and slowly moved back up. Noah grabbed my hair and helped me with the rhythm, showing me what he liked the best.

“Can you swallow my knot too?”

I shook my head no. My mouth barely closed around his shaft, and I couldn’t possibly open wider. Noah tsked, showing me my answer wasn’t the one he was looking for.

“You can go really slow, but you’re going to swallow, sunshine.” His thumb traced my chin. “Open up that pretty mouth for me, huh? I’ve been dying to fuck it since you said hi.”

Funny how I thought he hated me at first sight, and now, here I was, stuffed with him. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I did my best to open my mouth wide, relaxing my jaw and taking as much as I could. Noah held me in place and slowly slid in, testing my limits.

Tears ran down my cheeks, spit dribbling down my chin as he fucked my face, first slowly, and then without mercy.

I dripped between my legs, his grunts the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. I needed more. I needed them all.

I couldn’t wrap my head around the whole omega thing. I wasn’t sure what it meant just yet, but I knew I needed them desperately.

Noah played the line between rough and sweet. He fucked my mouth like it was his, not caring when his knot got even bigger. At the same time, he gently brushed his thumb across my cheek and fixed a strand of hair behind my ear.

Sweet, rough, everything.

Abruptly, he left my mouth, his hand circling his dick as he sprayed cum all over my face. My mouth hanging open, I licked some of it off my lips.

“I couldn’t knot your mouth,” he explained, using his cum to paint my cheeks. “The others are waiting.”

I tried to stand, but he was quick to bend over, taking me into his lap and lifting me up. Noah turned on his heels and left my room to find his at the end of the hall. Wylder and Theo were still there waiting, their brows furrowed with worry that disappeared when we arrived.

“Thank God,” Theo sighed.

“I like your makeup, sweetheart,” Wylder mocked, referring to the cum still dripping off my face.

“Fuck off.” I raised a hand to clean it, but Noah shook his head.

“Leave it.” With a lot of care, he lowered me to the bed, scooping a little cum off with his thumb and brushing it across my lips. “How are you feeling?” he asked.

“Hungry.” I was honest.

His eyes shone with my answer. He knew I wasn’t hungry for food.

Noah took my t-shirt off and cleaned my face with it before throwing to the side. I was once again naked when everyone else was dressed.

“Open your legs and show us,” he asked quietly, expecting to be heard over anyone and anything.

First the right and then the left, I spread my legs for the room, showing them my pussy. I was still wet, still feeling feverish.

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