Page 120 of Knot Just for Show

Totally incapable of my usual dirty talk at the moment, all I can do is keen and howl as Mavren pounds my pussy—my body screaming with every fiber of my being that I need that knot inside me.

“Mav,” I whimper—my hands reaching up his hard, rippling chest to gently toy the golden barbells through his nipple. “Please—I need it, I need you.”

It’s as if my words stoke the fire within Mavren—and his body bends to mine—the upward snapping motion of his hips increasing in intensity and speed until Mavren roars out my name, “Ursula!” His knees driving him up and onto the table’ssurface with me as he slams his knot inside me—the soft, tight coils of the hair on his pubic bone grinding against my pounding clit; my pussy muscles firing wildly as I cum on his cock and knot—his hot seed spilling deep inside; our bodies locked together in ecstasy as we both ride the wave of our orgasm.

I can hear the wet slapping noises of Ash fucking his fist beneath the table as he waits for Mavren’s knot to deflate enough for him to pull out—the inevitable fountain of my honey and Mavren’s seed that will flow from the pink petals of my pussy.

How is it that Mavren’s knot is locked tight inside my pussy—and I’m already thinking of who I’ll milk the knot of next.

The mania of the heat is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced; I feel like I could do this forever—that I should do this forever—until I don’t know who’s cum I’m dripping and I can’t see straight.

Time passes simultaneously too fast—and mind numbingly slow. I watch Ronan’s uncut cock with its swollen rosy-gold knot—his face twisted with delightful agony as he waits his turn to be inside me.

I don’t know how much time has passed before Mavren pulls out—but when he does; I whine plaintively—as if my pussy has grown cold without his hard heat inside me.

Ash makes a few guttering noises as the glistening fluids dribble from me into his waiting mouth below; a few staccato groans letting me know that he’s had his first orgasm—my attuned nose catching the slight cypress aroma of his seed as he cums.

Ronan is the next, though I had become uncomfortable on the hard wooden table—so we traverse to the grand salon.

Ash found his preferred position—his head resting on a couch cushion beneath my spread legs—my knees on either side of Ash’s head—my hands gripping the backrest of the sofa as Ronan gets ready to take me from behind.

Now Mavren stands before me—his cock pumping in and out of my mouth as Ronan presses against my slick pussy—seeking entrance; Teddy’s cock in one hand—Lysander’s in another.

Ronan grips my hips tightly as he pushes inside me—inch by inch, Ash’s tongue doing double duty between my trembling clit and Ronan’s beating knot.

“Fuck you feel so good,” Ronan growls against my ear—his hands finding their way to my hard nipples as he fucks me from behind, his strokes slow and steady—a rhythm drawing back half his length twice, before driving deep as his knot will allow on the third count.

Half-half-whole.

I toss my head back—Mavren’s wet cock leaving a connected rope of saliva from it’s tip to my chin as I cry out,“Ronan, I need it bad,” I whine, throwing my hips back on him as hard as I can—trying to will his knot inside me. As a gamma, I can tell his is slightly smaller than Mavren’s—but I want it to stretch my pussy to it’s limit—whatever that limit might be—all the same.

“Enjoy it while you can, Red,” Mavren grunts. “Once that knot is in her pussy—you’ll never be the same again—you’ll be like me, a man possessed.” Mavren pulls my hair away from my face—holding it gently as I suck his cock.

“I can’t even enjoy these beautiful lips around my cock as fully as I might have—before I knew what having my knot inside her was like,” Mavren growls—his hips flexing as he pushes deeper into my throat.

Ronan, enamored with all he sees—my cunt with a death grip on his cock, rolls his eyes back into his head—letting out a low rumbling growl as he picks up his pace, his hips making my ass cheeks jiggle as he slams into me again and again.

“Oh god,” Lysander whines, pitchy and out of breath as his legs tremble.

I pop Mavren free from my mouth and lock eyes with Lysander.

“Go ahead and cum again, baby. It’s ok—I love to see you and the boys feel good,” I soothe.

“I’m cumming!” Lysander grunts—blowing his load over my chest—the pearly beads dripping from my tits onto the expensive upholstery, but no one seems to care.

Mavren begins to shudder—the muscles firing along his jaw.

Time to try out my little ‘trick’ on Mavren—I think.

I lurch forward on my knees—my body on fire with sensation as Ronan fucks me—Ash lapping greedily at my cunt from below as I continue to fuck Teddy with my fist, Mavren’s knot finding home in my open mouth.

“Ungh!” Mavren lets out a choking sound as his body spasms jerkily forward—his cock pumping cum into my waiting throat as he becomes locked in my open jaws.

“Oh god!” Ronan cries out before his knot strains past my pussy lips; the memory of the knot job I gave to him fresh in his mind, his knot gripped tightly inside me in time with theevocative scene before him drives him to the peak of his pleasure—Ronan collapsing against my back—his right arm hooked under the bottom of my ribcage, the left stretched out over my left arm his fingers knit through mine as we struggle to catch our breath; me breathing heavily through my nose, Mavren’s cock still locked on the precipice of my gag reflex.

One of the things that differed between my typical healthy sexual appetite andheat, was something I never really could have prepared for, despite having heard all the tales and warnings my entire life.

Even from the earliest days at the omega center after my designation—I had been told that I would simply run myself ragged; my omega biology taking control—my normal sense of reason gone. I had always feared that loss of control, but at the same time—I had always thought that I could best my own biology—if it came right down to it.

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