Page 116 of Knot That Difficult

“More,” I gasp. “Ben?—”

He presses a third in as he pants against my mouth. I moan, savoring his clean linen scent.

“One more before I’m inside you,” he whispers. “One more, baby. I’ve waited so long for this.”

I arch my back and cry out, pleasure rolling over me in waves. I soak Ben’s hand with my wetness, and only after I’ve sighed in relief does he remove his fingers.

Then he brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean.

“You’re so sweet,” he breathes. “Like candy.”

Then he kisses me and cradles my face in his hands, his cock pressing at my entrance.

“I’m not going to last long. I need to come in you,” he murmurs.

I raise my hips, desperate to feel his length filling me up and making me whole.

“Come in me, Ben,” I whisper.

With a low groan, he pushes into me, his cock stretching me deliciously. When he finally bottoms out, he presses his forehead against mine and exhales.

“You feel so good,” he pants, and I can only open my mouth in shock.

Sex with Ben is different now.

It’s always been great—but with the mating bond, he’s even deeper inside me.

He’s inside my soul.

“Please,” I whimper.

Ben doesn’t take his time. He slams into me, picking up speed at a rapid pace, the bed shaking with his movements.

I love it. I lift my hips, meeting his thrusts and gasping out as his cock slams into me, claiming me.

It’s even better than when he bit me.

I’m making love to my best friend, to my soulmate.

It’s only going to be better when Ace and Connor are with us,my inner Omega supplies.

A wave of pleasure starts in my core and pulses throughout my body, and I shudder in pleasure while Ben huffs out a deep, guttural moan.

He pumps me full of his cum, slamming his hips into me. My cunt squeezes him, gripping his cock like a glove, desperate to collect everything he has to give me.

“Give me every drop,” I whisper.

“Fuck,” he chokes out. “I’ve never come this hard,fuck!”

With one more quick thrust, he flips us over so I’m on top of him. He starts to catch his breath and lets out a satisfied sigh of relief.

“Is it always going to be like this?” he gasps, moving a lock of hair from my face. “Because…holy shit, Dev.”

I can’t help it. I giggle and bury my face in his chest, savoring his scent.

“I missed that sound,” he says, his voice hoarse. “And I’m so, so sorry.”

I look at him curiously and scratch at the scuff on his face. “For what?”

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