Page 42 of Chosen Beta

“Move up onto the bed more,” he instructs, as he removes his hands from my body.

It’s easy to kick out of my sneakers and socks with the rest of my clothes at my ankles, helping to tug me away from them. I turn around as I move, looking up at him once I’m on my back.

“Better?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

He smiles, as he brings his cum coated fingers up to his lips. “Much better.”

I don’t know what it is about watching my mates eat my cum that makes me so hot, but my flagging cock gets rock-hard againin about four tenths of a second, while he sucks his thickly coated middle finger into his mouth.

After he cleans off his hand, he climbs onto the bed and dips his head down to clean the last few drops of cum from my stomach, taking his sweet time with each lick of his thirsty tongue.

I’m beyond ready to be knotted, and it’s starting to feel like the wait might kill me.

“I need you,” I murmur, stroking a hand through his hair as he finishes licking my abs.

He kisses me softly. “I know. I’ll take care of you.”

His hand moves to stroke over my cock, and I let out an aching groan.

“That’s so not what I meant,” I whisper.

“You want me to give you enough orgasms to make you pass out,” he reminds me. “That means I get to take my time and make you come as much as I can before I fill you up with my knot.”

Oh my God. He’s serious.

“I did say that,” I agree, though it seems a little unfair that he’s sticking to that promise, now that I’m all slick and ready for his swollen cock.

“Starting to regret it already?” he asks, raising an eyebrow at me before he sits up.

My heart races as I look down at his thick, swelling cock.

He gives me a smile before he straddles my middle, his back to me.

It feels like the biggestfuck youI’ve ever gotten, until his hands get to work.

The left works my shaft slowly while the right dips lower, fingers gliding through my slick and probing my entrance. He penetrates me with two fingers, sinking deep and starting to fuck me, while he works my cock with his perfect grip.

“Don’t let me pass out until after you’ve got your knot inside me,” I warn him.

“Mm hm,” he murmurs, clearly focused on what he’s doing.

“I mean it, Ez. I want your knot. I’ve missed your knot. You’re not getting away with finger fucking me until I’m …” I let out a gasp as he pushes a little deeper, hitting the right spot to make me shut the hell up.

I’m on the edge of another climax, and we’ve barely been alone together for ten minutes.

I concentrate on breathing, feeling my face heat up as he pushes me closer and closer to tipping me right off that ledge.

“Come for me, Shadow,” he urges. “I want to swell up inside you while you’re still coming.”

“Oh my fucking God!” I come hard in his hands, and he moves swiftly, letting me go and taking up the space between my open legs in a heartbeat.

I’m still gasping for breath when I feel the thick head of his cock pushing at my well lubricated slit. The only reason that he’s not inside me right now is because I’m tensed up as the last few drops of cum spill out of my body. The second that release happens, my body relaxes and when I push forward, he thrusts inside.

“Finally,” I breathe out, as he grasps my hips and starts to sink deep.

I can feel his knot swelling up inside me instantly, making him feel impossibly big.

Just knowing he’s locked inside me now until he comes, as many times as I want, makes my lust for more come rushing back through my body. My dick barely gets three seconds to relax before it swells back up, ready for at least one more climax before satiation hits.

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