Page 75 of Knot So Sweet

"I—please—"

"What was that, princess?" Ghost tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his intense gaze, the smell of my slick on his fingers filling the air. "I couldn’t quite hear you. Were you begging? Speak up."

The burn inside me was unbearable, and my head spun as I tried to focus on him. "I need... more."

A slow grin spread across Ghost’s face. "Ride me, princess," Ghost commanded, his voice thick with desire. "Show me how much you want my knot."

My breath hitched as I shifted over him, my thighs trembled. Ghost’s cock throbbed beneath me. I took a moment to savor his gaze, the way his green eyes darkened with hunger as they raked over my body.

"That’s it," he growled, his fingers trailing up my thighs, coaxing me closer. "Don’t keep me waiting."

With a deep, shuddering breath, I sank down onto him, being careful not to jolt his injured shoulder, a soft moan escaping my lips as I felt him stretch me wide, filling every inch of me with a delicious, overwhelming fullness.

Ghost’s cock speared me open, bottoming out inside me, pushing the last coherent thought from my mind.

I gasped, my body already trembling from the overwhelming pleasure that spiraled through me, instinctively beginning to move, grinding against him with a desperation that even surprised me.

My body had no control—it craved him, craved the thick heat of his cock stretching me to my limits.

"Fuuuck, Candi," Ghost breathed, his voice thick with need as his hands gripped my hips, guiding my rhythm. "That’s it, princess. Nice and slow."

I shuddered as I sank back down, feeling his cock drag along my walls deliciously, the slight curve of his cock pressing perfectly against my G-spot with each sway of my hips. A low, primal moan escaped my lips, my back arching toward him.

He leaned up just enough to wrap his lips around my nipple, his hot breath sending sparks of pleasure through my chest, heightening every sensation. I picked up the pace, riding him harder, feeling the slick heat of my arousal coat him as the pressure inside me grew. His cock throbbed, and I could feel the telltale swelling at the base of his knot starting to form.

My breath hitched. The idea of his knot locking us together, of being tied to him, sent a jolt of arousal through me so powerful, I nearly cried out.

"That’s it," Ghost growled, his hands gripping me harder as his hips began thrusting up into me, matching my pace. "You’re gonna take my knot, princess. You’re gonna be so full of me, locked in place around my cock," he chuckled darkly. "Then you won't be able to run from me."

I whimpered, the heat in my core grew unbearable, pulsing with need, as his cock thickened even more inside me. His knot was swelling, stretching me wider as it lodged itself deeper inside me, the pressure building, locking me in place.

"Fuck," I gasped, my hands bracing on his chest, feeling the bulge of his knot growing inside me, pushing against my walls, locking us together.

Ghost’s growl turned feral, his eyes gleaming with a predatory darkness. "You feel that, princess? You’re mine now." His voice was a harsh rasp, filled with dark satisfaction as his knot fully expanded. "No running. You’re gonna take every last drop of me."

I could feel the throbbing pulse of his cock as his knot swelled completely, anchoring us in place, each movement I made causing friction that sent shocks of pleasure racing through my body.

I was stretched to the point of no return, completely filled by him. My body trembled, every nerve on fire as I ground against him, riding that fine edge between pleasure and pain, teetering on the brink of oblivion.

Ghost’s hands tightened on my hips, his voice a low growl of command. "Come for me, princess. You’re not getting off this knot until I feel you fall apart. You’re gonna fucking scream for me."

The raw power in his voice, the undeniable command, sent me over the edge. Pleasure surged through me like wildfire. I gasped, my body arching toward him as I spiraled into bliss. I cried out, my body shaking violently as my orgasm hit me like a freight train.

With each pulse of his knot inside me, my heat rose within me again. The pressure didn’t fade, it only intensified, throbbing with a need that demanded more.

"Fuck. I'm going to come again," I whimpered.

A deep, primal growl rumbled behind me. "Candice. You didn’t forget about me, did you?" Viper’s voice cut through the haze of pleasure, sending a thrilling shiver down my spine.

I glanced over my shoulder, meeting his dark gaze, a smirk dancing at the corners of his lips. "Are you ready for more? Because I’ll admit, I might be a little jealous my enforcer got to knot you first, sweetheart. I did tell you I was willing to share, remember? But—"

"Only if you got to claim me first," I cut him off, the memory of our first meeting at the Den flooding back.

He began to remove his jeans, his eyes never leaving mine. "Lean forward baby, let me see how tight your ass is."

"What?" I asked, my heart dropping into my stomach. The thought of being knotted in both places was terrifying. But I wanted it more than anything. A fresh wave of slick coating Ghost’s knot.

"Fuck. She likes that idea," Ghost said through gritted teeth, his voice thick with need and hunger.

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