Page 72 of Instant Bond

Just as I was about to blow, he pulled his mouth away, speeding up the jerking of his hand to drag me over the final crest. He parted his lips, sticking his tongue out to catch thestrong pulses of come. The visual of my sweet, shy omega eagerly licking up my seed, letting it pool in his mouth to show me before swallowing it was too much, intensifying my pleasure until my lips peeled back from my teeth and I let out a snarl.

The moment I was released from the grip of my mind-bending orgasm, I reached down, yanking him back up into my lap for a bruising kiss. The salty taste of my come lingered in his mouth as I plundered it, but I didn’t care.

The awareness that I’d be marking him, biting through his beautiful skin and leaving a mark so that everyone knew that he belonged to me, kept my cock achingly hard. I would make him cry on it, begging and pleading for my knot.

I gripped his ass, squeezing the perky globes of flesh before driving two fingers into his hole. It clenched, perfectly tight and soaked for me already. His thighs quivered on either side of my lap as I fingered him, stroking and stretching the velvety walls until he was whimpering and rolling his hips for more stimulation.

“H-hey,” he stuttered out against my neck. His soft voice was breathless, as it always was when we were fucking. “We shouldn’t do this here.”

He was right, of course. I was inevitably going to knot him, and when I finally pulled out, it was always a gushing mess of come and slick. Not that he ever seemed to mind. Thinking about how pliant and satisfied he always was after taking my knot only increased my desire and desperation to be inside him.

Grasping the back of his thighs, I stood, smirking at his little squeal and the way he scrambled to grip onto my neck for balance. His slender body was burning hot against mine, the skin smooth and soft and sweetly fragrant. And inside that gorgeous body was a tiny little life. Something we’d made together, without even meaning to. It reminded mehow perfectly compatible we were, despite all of our outward differences. He was my fated mate, there was no denying it.

Making my way back to the bedroom, I dumped him onto the mattress and prepared to mount him. To my surprise, he scrambled up onto his knees, shaking his head. I couldn’t help but stare at his perfect body, on display just for me. His pretty cock bobbed against his flat navel, his slim thighs tense as they supported him.

“I really want to see your face,” he said, his skin flushing a rosy pink. “Do you mind if I…”

“You want to ride me, baby boy?”

He nodded, a lock of his hair flopping down over his eye. “Please.”

“Of course.”

Not that I could ever deny him anything, but there was no reason I would want to, anyway. He was always amazing at riding my cock, and I’d never knotted him like that. The thought of it made me shudder, and hurry into position, sitting up with my back supported by a pile of pillows against the wall. I gestured to my lap, which he happily scurried onto.

He didn’t waste any time, reaching behind himself to line my cock up with his slick, stretched hole. As he lowered down onto it, his mouth fell open to let out a beautiful moan, precome oozing out of his tip to drip onto my abs.

Bracing his hands on my pecs, he rolled his hips perfectly, lifting off just enough that the slow sink of his tightly cushioned ass had my nerve endings on fire. When our eyes locked, his gaze was heavy. He leaned forward, capturing my mouth in a sloppy kiss.

Digging my fingers into his waist, I helped him bounce up and down on my cock, throwing back my head with a groan at the delicious friction. I canted my hips up into his movements, grinding into him as deep as possible. His moans echoed off thewalls every time I nudged his prostate, his channel spasming around me in sheer ecstasy. Slick dripped from his hole, soaking my balls, while his precome smeared all over my stomach as he writhed on me.

He was wrecked by my cock already, his pretty skin sheened with sweat, a few tendrils of his dark bangs sticking to his forehead. The corners of his eyes sparkled with tears, and his lips were swollen from my kisses.

“I love you so fucking much.” The words had popped into my head, tumbling out before I could consciously decide to say them.

“I love you, too,” he whimpered out between gasps and moans as our hips slapped together. “Please mark me. I want to be yours.”

“You will be,” I promised him, my breath coming out in harsh pants. My orgasm was starting to build up at the base of my spine. “I’m going to fill you up with my knot before I mark you. Does that sound good, baby boy?”

“Oh, yes, please,” he crowed. His hips were jerking helplessly now. I knew he was about to come.

I gripped him around his waist so he couldn’t move, holding his body in place to take me balls deep as I pounded up into his perfect ass.

He wailed, his fingernails digging into my chest as his orgasm reduced him to quivers. His come splashed out hard, painting my torso a pearly white. The feel of his tight, slick muscles clamping around my pulsing cock was beyond compare, pleasure crashing over me with so much intensity I couldn’t hold back the deep groan from my chest.

My knot formed quickly. I’d barely finished shooting into him when I felt it beginning to swell at the base, stretching his tight hole with its girth.

Cameron gasped, wrapping his arms around my neck, burying his face in it as he whimpered out my name. I couldn’t speak, only able to answer him by stroking a trembling hand down his hair to his slender back.

“Now?” He whispered.

My alpha instincts were in full effect, surging inside me, and the soft pleading in his voice was indescribable and irresistible. He was my omega. It was my job to please him, to treat him like a prince and make sure he understood he was the most precious entity in the universe to me.

“Yes, baby.” It was all I could choke out. The sensation from my knot was all-encompassing, shooting up my dick in powerful vibrations. He tilted his head back, pressing his neck to my mouth. His vanilla scent flowed into my senses, warm and serene and perfect, just like him.

My teeth sank into the spot between his neck and shoulder, his blood rushing to the surface to coat my tongue. He gasped sharply, squirming on my knot as it triggered another orgasm in him. I groaned, nearly convulsing with pleasure as his ass squeezed me, milking my cock for all it was worth.

Thrown into a bliss beyond anything I’d ever experienced, I couldn’t process time or reason or anything beyond my omega’s body in my arms.

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