Page 40 of Knot a Chance in Hell

The rumbling in his chest continued. “Oh, don’t you worry. I’ll stuff you full of my knot, but you’re too wild at the moment.” Silas took a hold of my wrists and forced them over my head. When I squirmed, trying to get away, he tightened his grip. “I’m starving for your pussy, Omega. So I’m tying you up and eating my fill.”

Oh, his voice. The deep timber with that sexy roughness. He was sin made real.

“I hurt. I need you.” I shook with it, the throbbing pain.

“I’ll make it go away,” Silas purred and used my discarded leggings to tie me to the headboard. I pulled, trying to wiggle free to touch him, but his knots were expertly done. Even with the elasticity of the tights, I couldn’t get out of them.

He kissed down my neck to my chest. Sucking on each of my breasts, he bit at both nipples and chuckled at my cries. Then kissing lower yet, I lifted my hips and spread my legs. If he was going to lick me first, I eagerly awaited his hot tongue.

Except just as he kissed directly below my navel, he stood and snatched my left ankle. He pulled off one of his socks and tied my leg to the end of the bed. Then with swift purpose, he did the same to the other.

Silas stepped back, seeming to admire his work. “Absolutely gorgeous. Every inch of you is perfect.” He undid his jeans with an infuriating slowness. My hungry gaze was on him every inch of the way. When his cock sprang free, I nearly came at the sight of it. Long and deep red with want, he took it in his hand. He stroked it as he smirked at me. “You want this, don’t you, Omega? You want me to fuck you so hard that your screams will follow you into next week.”

“Yes!” I yanked at my restraints. That cock. I had to have his cock in me, anywhere. Tears blurred my vision as my pain cranked up another notch. “Silas, please!”

“I love the way you beg.” He bent forward, running his hands up my legs and kneading the insides of my thighs. So close to my pussy, but never quite touching it. I thrashed and whimpered. He used one arm to press me hard into the mattress. “Hold still, Omega. If you misbehave, you won’t get my cock.”

“No! I mean, yes! I will behave. Anything.” I was a mess on every level. This was Silas, the Alpha who wanted me gone.Why he was here instead of Ezekiel and Kodiak, I didn’t know, but with the intensity of my heat, that thought got stashed away in the back of my brain for later. What I did know was that I needed him to fuck me right now.

I quivered as I fought to hold myself still.

“Good girl,” Silas dipped his head between my legs and lashed his tongue over my super sensitive mound. I cried out and bucked. He pulled back, gazing hotly at me until I lowered my hips again.

This time when he licked me, I bit my lip and willed myself to stay still. My reward was the full force of his mouth on me. He ravished every fold and crevice, slurping up my slick, and spreading me further with his hands. A finger flicked over my anus and circled round it. A spicy electric sensation paired with the heat of his mouth on my pussy had me screaming as I rocketed toward release.

Attacking my swollen clit with his tongue, he drove two fingers into me. Again and again, hand slapping against my reddened skin. Another digit eased up into my other puckered hole. I gasped, never having felt anything so wicked, and wanting more.

Silas groaned against my pussy, the vibrations making my eyes roll back. He matched the thrusting in my anus to that in my pussy. “Fuck, yes. Oh God! Silas!”

The world turned inside-out as I climaxed. Slick drenched him, and there was no way I could stay still through it. And no matter how powerful the orgasm was, I could feel even before I came down from it, it wasn’t going to be enough. I needed more of Silas.

One of my legs was freed and then the other. Like a sexy predator, he crawled onto the bed and hooked my legs over his shoulders. “I’m aching to fuck you, Omega. Your sweet cunt is like no other.” He rubbed the head of his cock along my slit,prodding between my labia. “Tell me you want me. Tell me how you love my big dick deep in you.”

He thrust into me and I cried out.

“So big, so hard. I love the feel of you inside of me.” My toes curled as my pussy clenched around him. “I want you so bad. I need you, Silas. My light in the storm, my knight on a snow machine, my gorgeous Alpha who saved me from a washer attack.”

His throaty low laugh was enough to give me a shuddering mini orgasm. Silas drew himself slowly out of me and then slammed back in. “I’m no knight or any sort of hero, but you, my naughty kitten.” He repeated the slow withdrawal and hard thrust. I mewled, pinned under him. “You are such a bright fiery light, you make me want to burn in your rays as you shine.”

Silas captured my mouth in a hot kiss before I could say anything to that. The look in his eyes had been beyond lustful. There was such reverence and yearning, and fuck, I wanted to give him all of me to keep him staring at me that way.

There was no more waiting. His hips rocked against mine. With my legs all the way, he went so deep and was flush against me. And with each thrust, his shaft became more engorged, preparing to knot.

I fought against my binding and rubbed my wrists red. The need to touch him, to hold him with all of me, was incredibly powerful.

Our tongues tangled, teeth clinking. His breath became my breath, and our hearts raced together. My climax hit me out of nowhere. I keened with it, and his roar joined mine as he released his cum in several hot jets.

Even as he was coming, he murmured frantically against my mouth. “I want to bite you, claim you. Please let me have you.”

Nothing made sense except the potency of the moment. Didn’t he hate me? Why did he want to claim me? And why did I want it more than anything else in the world?

“Yes.” The word came out before I could stop it. “Yes, yes, Silas!”

Silas needed nothing else. He bit my neck, teeth breaking skin. I cried out and came again.

“I claim you, Omega. You’re mine.”

Coming down from my orgasmic high, exhaustion pulled hard at me. I was limp under him. Even when he untied my wrists and rolled us so I was on top, I draped over him like a fur stool.

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