Page 72 of The Knot Before Christmas

My hand tightens around the door knob and I swallow hard, trying to keep myself in control. When all I want to do is pin her down and rut into her.

I want to force her slick little cunt to take my cock and knot until she’s a sobbing mess, begging me for more.

Her eyes open at my voice and even though I just came, my cock is back at full attention.

“Alpha,” Nova whines, widening her legs, showing me just how wet and swollen her pussy is.

“Fuck it,” I mutter, shutting the door behind me. I slowly walk over to her, entranced by her slick-covered core, the way her slender fingers move in and out.

“Alpha,” she whimpers again, moving her fingers faster. Her eyes roll back and a feral growl rumbles inside of my chest as I watch the way her cunt flutters around her fingers, her release and slick gushing from her pussy.

Chest heaving, covered in sweat, she removes her fingers as I get to the edge of the bed. She shifts with shaky limbs onto her hands and knees and crawls toward me, breasts swaying as she moves.

This woman. This Omega. She’s going to be the death of me. I’m gonna give her everything she wants and more, but we’re going to do this my way. I’m gonna have fun with this little brat.

Nova reaches for my belt, clearly knowing what she wants, but I take a step back.

“Not so fast, Joyrider.” I chuckle, loving the way she pouts up at me. “You want my cock?” She nods her head eagerly, licking her lips. “My knot, too?” She nods again. “Only way you’re going to get that is if you're a good girl, and drink some water.”

Oh, she did not like that.

She leans back on her knees and crosses her arms over her breasts. “No,” she growls. “Fuck me. Now.”

I laugh again. “No, that‘s not how this is going to go. Only good Omegas get fucked. All you gotta do is drink some water, and I’ll fuck you good, baby. I’ll make that sweet little pussy sing for me,” I growl, wondering what the fuck I’m doing. Who cares if she drinks water? She wants to be fucked and I wanna fuck her.

But when she glares at me, lowering her hand to start playing with herself again, I get angry.

“Fucking brat,” I snarl, grabbing her hand and yanking it away from her pussy. She growls back, baring her teeth at me. I grip her chin and force her mouth open. “Drink the fucking water,” I demand, lifting the bottle to her mouth and pouring some in.

She makes a sound of protest, but swallows some. I grin in victory as she glares at me. If looks could kill, I’d be six feet under.

“Now, that wasn’t so hard was it?” I ask. “More.” I pour more water into her mouth and let go of her cheek when she closes her lips.

As soon as I do, the little bitch spits the water at me, right in my fucking face. My nostrils flare, chest rising and falling, as I struggle to keep my control.

All bets are off when the corner of her lips lift into a smirk. Even in the throes of her heat, she’s a fucking brat.

“That’s it,” I bark. She yelps when I push her back onto the bed, her eyes widening in shock. Kneeling on the mattress, I grab her hips, flip her over onto her stomach, and yank her ass in the air.

“You wanna act like a child, then fine. But bad girls get their ass spanked,” I spit out, my hand coming down on her ass hard.

Nova lets out a lusty moan and I watch as slick flows from her pussy. “You like that don’t you.” I laugh, making work of my belt and freeing my cock. “You love it when I’m rough with you. You love the fight. Fucked up is what you are, Nova.”

I chuckle low and deep. She looks fucking stunning right now, bent over, her ass in the air, presenting her needy, dripping pussy for me.

“Fuck me,” she whines. “Now.”

“You're not in charge here, Little Omega,” I growl. “I am. And I’ll give you my cock when I damn well feel like it.”

She looks over at me, eyes blazing in anger. She growls, like a feisty little kitten. It’s adorable.

Moving to get up on her hands, she glares at me.

“Fuck me now,” she snarls again.

I just grin, pissing her off more as I take my pants off, then my shirt. I toss it at her and the moment she gets my scent, I see how everything changes in her demeanor. She grabs the shirt, inhaling deeply, a little whine leaving her lips, as she rubs her face on my top.

Guilt hits me. Fucking hell. No, I have nothing to feel bad about.

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