Page 16 of Instant Bond

He’d said I wouldn’t need to beg, but I’d ended up doing it anyway. Just a little. But true to his word, once I had, he slowly pushed inside, popping through my tight ring. I was already kind of stretched from my fingers earlier, but he was so big. Even with the prior prep, I felt so incredibly full already. And I could tell he was only partway in. By the time his pelvis bumped my ass, I was practically dying.

“You feel so good.” The words tumbled out of my mouth without my permission. But I loved it when he praised me, so he probably felt the same, right?

“You’re amazing,” he retorted. His voice was strained. He started moving inside me, dragging his cock out, scraping all my most sensitive places before thrusting back in. I loved his harsh panting and soft groans. I hoped he liked the noises I was making, because I couldn’t hold them back anyway.

The sound of my moans and his flesh smacking against me with every pump of his hips filled my tiny apartment. Reaching between my legs, I barely had to brush my dick to bring on another orgasm. My inner muscles clenched as my balls tightened, and my come streaked the blanket I kept tossed over the couch.

His rhythm faltered at the feeling of my ass clamping around him, and he let out a harsh groan. “Oh,Cameron. You’re so perfect. You take my cock like you were made for it, baby boy.”

The words were so unbelievably hot, so exactly what I needed to hear, that if there had even been a chance of a refractory period for me, it was obliterated. I was instantly hard again, and still needy. But I didn’t just want to come again. I needed to feel his pleasure to be satisfied now.

I didn’t have much leverage to be able to push back against him, but I did my best, begging him for more with my body language. Somehow, he found the perfect angle to bump into my prostate with each thrust, reducing me to moans of ecstasy. I could tell when he was getting close, the knowledge pulling me closer, too. I wanted to see his face when he came, but I couldn’t, and I couldn’t ask him to stop. Next time, I promised myself.

When the perfect pressure inside me was too much and I couldn’t delay it any longer, I came a third and final time. It was so intense that tears welled up in the corners of my eyes. I madenoises I couldn’t even describe. His name was among those broken, senseless words.

His fingers squeezed my hips hard as he was coming, and he burrowed deeper inside me than I thought it would be possible to go. His groans were so hot, so deep and raspy. The fact that it wasmybody that had given him so much pleasure felt heavenly, like I’d been blessed with some divine power. I practically ached with the need to feel his seed filling me up, but that wasn’t my fault either. Heat made omegas kind of stupid.

Just when I thought his orgasm was coming to an end, he let out a harsh gasp, his body jerking against me.

“What?” I asked, concerned, even while my brain was still totally fuzzy. His tone was kind of alarming. It was time for cuddling and the rosy afterglow, not some scary discovery. “Karter, what’s wrong?”

My stomach dropped as I waited for his answer.

KARTER

KNOTTING WASN’T SOMETHINGI had ever considered with any of the omegas I’d been with in the past. I was aware that plenty of alphas knotted indiscriminately, and there really weren’t any risks or issues. But I couldn’t get past the mental block. The idea of being locked inside someone, completely vulnerable to them, the intimacy of the act, it was all too much for me.

When I felt myself start to swell inside Cameron, I didn’t feel that aversion. I wasn’t afraid of being vulnerable with him. We barely knew each other, but my instincts told me that he would never use me or hurt me. I wanted the intimacy with him. I’d never done it, but I knew how amazing it would feel. And I knew it would feel good for him, too.

The logical part of my brain knew I couldn’t let it happen. It could dislodge the condom, or cause it to spill. It wasn’t a high risk, but it would be supremely foolish to take even a small chance. Even if my instincts as an alpha were to breed. I couldn’t do that to him. Not after what I’d found out today already.

I should have known I would knot for him. Everything about him was drawing me in, thrilling and haunting me. I’d barely been able to stop myself from chomping down into the glands on his neck to mark him. I’d had to lie about the couch being too small, just so I could flip him around and keep his top half far away from my teeth. I hoped he hadn’t suspected just how tempted I’d been to bite him there. It definitely wasn’t normal towant to do that to an omega I barely knew. But the feeling wasn’t fleeting. It was lingering. I did want to mark him.

“Karter, what’s wrong?” He sounded afraid. I’d frightened him. I had to stop doing that.

“Nothing,” I assured him quickly, carefully holding him down by the small of his back as I pulled out of him. I had a feeling if he knew I’d nearly knotted, he would try to convince me to go through with it. And with his lovely, shy, pleading voice there would be no way I could deny him. “You don’t need to worry about anything.”

I shifted my gaze to the ceiling for a moment, hoping to compose myself and my desire, which felt insurmountable. But seeing his beautiful, lithe body, so perfectly positioned just for me, wouldn’t help me on that front.

Despite my reassurance that there was nothing wrong, he wriggled out of position, twisting around to face me, his movements hampered by the panties still locked around his legs.

“Are you sure? You sounded… Weird,” he finished. He was still panting and flushed from his third release. Not that I’d counted. I was confident I could have done better if he hadn’t already taken heat blockers and provided we were in a real bed. I could already smell the candy-sweet scent of his heat beginning to fade.

Staring into his half-lidded, satisfied hazel eyes, I decided I wouldn’t lie to him again. “I could feel myself beginning to knot, and I had to make sure that wouldn’t happen. That’s all.”

His eyes widened, immediately snapping down to my lap. “W-wait! You should do it! I really want you to,” he added, sounding so excited he was nearly breathless. As I’d thought, it would have been a fatal mistake to mention it before I’d pulled out.

Chuckling lightly, I pulled him to me, pressing our bodies together as I kissed his pouting lips. “I will knot you,” I promisedhim. “As many times as you want, whenever you’d like. On one condition.”

“What is it?”

“You have to start taking birth control.”

His expression fell as he bit his lower lip. I hated when he looked sad.

“Um, I totally would, but…” He blushed, glancing away from me. “I can’t really afford an appointment for the prescription. Plus the prescription itself. I just can’t.”

“You can go to my physician. He’ll bill me directly.” If that was all that was stopping him, it was a very easy fix.

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