Page 130 of Omega Sanctuary

He squeezed my breasts, moving his hands over them like he couldn't help himself. "If I have to see you in one more of those dresses you wear at those stupid parties without fucking you, I'm going to die."

"Yes," I hissed. I pushed back into him, bracing myself on the bookshelf. "Nikki, please."

He grunted, rubbing hard against my ass. "I should take you right here, you're begging me for it."

"Yes," I moaned. "I want you right now."

He grabbed my skirts and bunched them up over my waist. I felt the cold air hit the back of my legs, and shivered.

He rubbed his hand along my slit, and I whimpered. "This is for me, princess?"

"Yes," I whimpered, arching my back. "Nikki if you had any idea how much I wanted your knot, you would have done this the first day we met."

He groaned again, and unbuckled his pants.

I spread my legs out, getting ready for hard thrusting, and looked at him over my shoulder.

He was thick and long and his knot was giant, red, and angry looking.

I whined and wiggled my hips. "Nikki."

"Saints," he said, rubbing the head of his cock against me.

I moaned, nearly coming as the head brushed against my clit. He rubbed against me, harder, until I was letting out little gasps.

"Don't be an ass, don't tease me, I shouldn't even let you," I panted. My body clenched up, desire spiraling hot through me until it was all I thought about, my world narrowing to one goal and one goal only: get that asshole knot-deep inside me.

He rubbed and rubbed, moaning. "You're going to take this, because you've been fucking teasing me since I got here."

Oh I loved that dirty little fantasy. I whined and lifted my hips, pushing back against him in a rhythm. His head hit my clit almost at the right angle, and I twisted my hips to get it there.

Nikki grabbed my hips and pressed them against the bookshelf. "No you don't, getting off on my dick grinding on you." He was panting and breathless, and he felt absolute massive rubbing against me.

He positioned himself at my entrance and started to push in.

"Finally," I gasped.

"Brat," he panted. He pushed in slowly, and then pulled out.

"Nikki," I wailed. "Just fucking knot me already."

"Gotta make sure you're wet enough." Nikki's breath grew more and more ragged as he pushed in again.

I cried out as he pushed in deeper.

The orgasm hovered on a knife's edge, but he paused before moving deeper.

I laid against the bookshelf and considered murder. And how soon after murder he would go soft. "Nikki," I gasped. "Please."

"I'm trying to be good." He sounded strained. "Are you okay, is this too fast, this position?"

"Nikki, fuck my brains out." I bucked my hips, rocking myself against his dick. "I want it, give me."

Nikki groaned and leaned forward, biting my shoulder.

That set me off, and I bucked against him until he thrust inside me, hard and fast. I came with a gasp, my core clenched around him. He groaned, digging his fingers into my hips, and kept pounding into me.

I lost track of my feet and hands in favor of the rocking thrusts of him inside me, orgasms crashing through me. He still hadn't knotted me, and I knew that was the final bit. I shifted forward and angled myself up as he pulled out so on his next thrust he slid all the way inside, knot deep.

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