Page 31 of Knot My Secret Santa

“I’m here,” I whispered, desperate to gather her in my arms and chase away her pain. I hooked her around the middle with one arm and pulled her to me, kissing the top of her head down to her neck. “I’m here, Avery. Tell me what you need.” Anything and everything. I would give it all for her.

Avery whimpered and mashed her mouth to mine. She fumbled with the buttons of my shirt, and I pushed it off myself, popping the last few buttons. “Your body on mine… skin to skin.” She rubbed herself against me, hands now delving down to the buckle of my belt. “I thought I could handle it. I thought it wouldn’t be this bad.” She gasped as I cupped a breast and toyed with her nipple. “I need you. Please.”

“Lie back,” I urged her, finding it difficult to shift to get my pants off without bumping my head. I unbuckled and unzipped with one hand as my other fondled her gorgeous body. She trembled under my touch and moaned for more as she sat up, reaching for me. I nudged her back down as I kicked off my pants. “Let me feast on you first, vixen. I miss the taste of you.”

Kissing down her body, I dragged my fingers back and forth over her flushed pussy. She was so wet, so swollen, and the scent of her, fuck the world. I wanted to wrap myself up in her and never come out.

I spread her legs and massaged her inner thighs. She opened for me, her most delicious bits on display for me. Only for me. All mine.

Growling, I lapped at her sweet pussy and coated my face in her slick. She cried out as I thrust my tongue repeatedly into her and fought against the hold I had on her legs. I tightened my grip and pushed deeper. My cock throbbed, weeping with want to do the same thing.

“Fuck. Oh God!” Avery cried, thrashing under me.

I moved my mouth to engulf her clit and sucked hard. That was enough to send her over the edge. Her screams filled the house and thrummed through my bones. Her pleasure made my heart sing.

Twice more I brought her to orgasm, and she begged for more. She gripped my hair, tugging me upwards, and I kissed every inch of her luscious body along the way. “So beautiful, so addictive. I love the way you scream when you come.”

“More, Nathaniel. The pain hasn’t gone yet.” Avery wiggled, angling her hips and attempting to draw my erection into her.

“Tell me what you want.” I drew the tip of my tongue along her collar bone and nipped at the top of her full breast. Her hard nubs poked into my chest as I kept myself just far enough above her so she couldn’t sheath my dick in her. I teased us both with this, but I wanted to hear those words from her hot mouth.

“You. I want you.” She tried to climb me, clawing at my back as she groaned.

I didn’t want to resist her, but oh, to hear the desire in her lovely voice. “Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

Avery let out a small cry and stroked my rigid cock. “I want you to fuck me. Hard. Again and again. Fill methis.” She ran her fingers along the length and rubbed my engorged head on her abdomen. “Nathaniel, please. Now. Take me.”

Snatching her wrists and pinning them above her head, I plunged into her. We both cried out. Being inside of her now was just as incredible as the first time, the second time, every single time. She held me so perfectly inside of her. I rolled my hips against hers, kissing her madly, and released her arms so that I could touch her amazing tits. Her hands were suddenly everywhere, frantically grasping at me when she keened with her climax.

“Oh fuck, that’s right, vixen. Let it all out.” My cock swelled, pounding harder into her yet. Our bodies slapped hotly, and the world spun around us. I kept my mouth on hers knowing that if I started kissing her elsewhere, I would bite her. The instinct to mark and claim her was bashing at my reason, but only my desire for her to want it as well kept that urge in check.

Faster, harder. I didn’t want to stop. Not ever.

My heart hammered so loud and my blood rushed like a roar through me. I lost myself completely to her. I thought I was gone before, but buried deep in this foxy Omega, I would never come back. I was hers.

Avery locked her ankles around me and cried out again. “Stay, stay, stay!”

I wasn’t going anywhere. Did she think I would get up and leave after I came? My heart would command my feet to refuse to move.

My dick bulged further. There was a tiny bit of sense left to know I had to pull out, but her legs and pussy tightened. “Stay!”

She wanted me to knot her. Fuck.

Mine.

Avery’s cry cracked with her next climax, and I let myself go.

Our mouths locked together as my knot enlarged, and I exploded within her. I came so hard that lights danced behind my eyelids. My bellow shook her wee house, and it just kept coming. Spurt after spurt. I filled her with my essence in every way.

Breathing heavily, our bodies went limp but with me still locked inside of her. I gently rolled us so that she was lying on top of me and pulled the blanket over us. “How are you doing, vixen? Are you okay?”

Avery made a little sleepy humming sound. Her eyes had fluttered closed and her heartbeat was evening out. “Mm, good.”

“Sleep, beautiful.” I kissed the top of her mussed head and closed my eyes. Warm, cozy, and bone deep tired with Avery in my arms while the winter wind howled outside. I shifted us in the bed, adjusting the pillows. Something silky rubbed against my fingers, and I drew it out from under one of the pillows.

My blue tie. I held it up in the moonlight to make certain and smiled. I’d thought I’d lost it, but Avery had stolen it. My heart swelled. There was a chance for us.

I’d never desperately wanted anything for Christmas, not even as a child. My family had always had money for anything, and I didn’t have to wait until the holidays to ask for something. But this year, this most incredible Omega, I wanted her as mine.

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