Page 81 of Knot a Good Idea

“You’re the one that almost killed me with your pussy,” he counters, nipping my neck. “If anything, you’re the perverted one.”

He licks his way down my throat then moves down to my chest.

“These are incredible,” he whispers, sucking gently at a nipple. “I wasn’t kidding about what I said earlier.”

But my mind is still so mushy from the recent orgasms that I can’t recall what he said.

And when his mouth is on my breast, sucking roughly, all I can focus on is the sensation.

“Baby.” He stops his attentions and I look up at him. His hair is mussed from me running my fingers through it, forcing my breast into his mouth. His pupils are so wide his eyes are almost black, and his mouth is wet from my slick and mouth. “Push your tits together.”

He rolls away from me and sits on the edge of the bed. He unzips his jeans, then stands and kicks them off along with his boxers, giving me a glorious view of his cock.

It’s massive with a thick vein that starts at his base and leads all the way to his tip.

As he stands next to me, his length bobbing, I’mferalfor it.

My inner Omega doesn’t bother to hide anymore. I’d shoved her in the darkest corner of my mind for so long, she’s decided to break out of her confines and steal the spotlight.

And fuck, does it feel good to not worry about if Hunter sees me as a defective.

Instead, I just part my lips and moan, drunk with lust.

“Baby,” Hunter says softly as I drink in his image.

“Do you trust me?” he asks.

I pause, but it doesn’t take long to find my answer.

“I do,” I breathe.

Hunter knows who I am now. He watched me freak out about a door then shoved his face in my pussy and made me see stars.

Yes, I fucking trust him.

I trust him more than I trust myself.

Which can’t be good, but right now, I’m too turned on to care.

“Yes,” I breathe.

His eyes darken, and he gives me a sadistic grin.

“Keep holding those tits up,” he orders. “Rub them together and bounce them. Let me see.”

My nipples are practically on fire and desperate for attention as I create more cleavage with my hands, purposely moving my breasts up and down rapidly for him.

I let out a soft moan, staring at his thick cock and watching the base slowly swell, the hint of his knot protruding out.

“Fuuuck,” he hisses, wrapping a hand around his cock. “Fuck, I could knot just from watching that.Goddamn,baby.”

I bounce my tits faster, happily giving him a show, my wicked grin matching his.

“I knew you’d be like this,” he groans, moving closer to the edge of the bed, his cock only inches from my face. “Will you let me fuck these pretty tits, baby?”

“Yes,” I hiss.

I’m not sure if I know how to do it, but I’m ready to wing it.

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