Page 58 of Instant Bond

“That seems unfair,” he commented, frowning as the comforting strokes of his fingers moved down from my hair to my shoulder.

“It’s okay,” I said. “It was really hard, but I didn’t have to share Ty. I’ve had him all to myself. And everything has worked out, so I’m glad I did what I did.”

“I’m glad, too,” he admitted. “I would deal, if I had to, with another alpha in yours and Ty’s life. But I highly prefer being the only one.”

I smiled, arching my body into his hand. “You’re definitely the only one, so you don’t need to worry.”

He reached around me, pulling me closer to him so our faces were barely a breath apart.

“It’s an honor, being the only one that you want. And you’re the only one I want.”

He kissed me, light and slow at first. But it deepened, until his tongue was stroking over mine. When his fingers slipped under my shirt to rub little circles over my belly, I groaned lightly, pushing him away.

“Karter, you know we can’t.”

“He’s completely knocked out. I checked when I got up,” he said. “And you know he hasn’t come in since that first night.”

I bit into my lower lip, unsure. I definitely wanted to. And he was right that the chance of Ty coming in was really, really tiny.

“Okay, but we have to be quick. And quiet. And you can’t knot.”

“So many rules,” he complained, but he pushed me onto my back and got on top of me, kissing my jaw and neck. “Whatever happened to that rebellious phase?”

I giggled, both at his question and the feeling of his lips nuzzling me. “Is that what you want? You want a bad boy?”

“I just want you, exactly as you are. My sweet omega.”

“And you’re my strong, sexy, jealous alpha,” I countered, raising up so I could return his hot kisses. I glided my lips over his jaw, loving the way his stubble was rough against my skin. When I felt the strong pulse in his neck against my mouth, I licked over it, suckling the skin after.

“It’ll be easier for you to be quiet like this,” he murmured, grasping my hips and rolling me onto my stomach before pulling my pajama pants down my legs. But instead of letting me raise up to balance on my knees like usual, he covered my body with his larger one, weighing me down to the mattress.

I was pretty sure he wouldn’t need to stretch me, since we’d fooled around earlier in the day. My suspicions were confirmed when he grasped one of my ass cheeks, parting me just enough that he could smooth the head of his cock over my hole. I shivered with anticipation, trying to lift my hips to feel more, but I was trapped under him.

When he pushed inside, his girth filling me inch by slow inch, I whimpered, pressing my face into the thick blankets to try and muffle the sound. When his hips were flush to my ass, he settled his body more comfortably on my back, spreading my thighs a bit with his knees.

His thrusts were short and powerful, like he couldn’t stand to pull all the way out, just barely rutting his hips against me. His cock was grinding against my prostate with every movement, the constant stimulation almost too intense. I bit into the crumpledblanket, hoping it would muffle the moans I couldn’t stop from pouring out. He was barely moving inside me, how could it feel so incredible?

As his teeth grazed the back of my shoulder, I felt Karter’s hot breath panting out against my skin. He was holding back the sounds of his pleasure, too.

My cock was trapped between my body and the mattress. With the way I was weighed down, I couldn’t wedge my hand under myself to stroke it. I sobbed around my mouthful of fabric as I tried desperately to buck my hips against the bed for any minimal amount of stimulation.

He must have known what I was so frantic for, because he reached up to cup under my chin, forcing my ear close to his mouth.

“Come from my cock, baby boy.” And then he was ripping the blanket out from between my teeth, forcing two of his fingers in. Impulsively, my tongue swirled around them, even as I resisted the urge to bite down. I couldn’t muffle my moans like this. “I want to hear how I’m making you feel.”

Tears welled up in my eyes as saliva flooded my mouth, soaking his fingers. The pumps of his hips were getting more intense now, just enough for a light smack against my ass with every thrust. I could feel slick leaking out of me around him, and precome oozing out of my cock as my need grew more and more desperate.

My prostate throbbed with the constant stimulation until finally I felt my balls drawing up, an intense orgasm crashing over me. I cried out, moaning around his fingers as my ass clenched down around him, drawing out my pleasure.

He let out a feral snarl against my ear, chasing his own climax as fervently as I had. He shuddered on top of me, biting down into my shoulder as thick jets of his come filled me to the brim.

After we’d caught our breath and he’d gently raised off my body, he held me against him, stroking his big hands over my back and waist and hair.

“Was I too rough for you, sweet boy?”

I shook my head against his chest. “No. I’m not delicate, you know.”

“You look delicate. And you feel delicate.”

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