Page 50 of Knot in Their Wildest Dreams: Part 1

“You’re not supposed to be in here!” He yelled, and I backed up quickly, almost tripping over myself until my back was against the wall. He was breathing hard, his eyes blazing as he slammed his hand on the wall next to my head, the sound echoing in the small space.

“This room is not for you!” His words were sharp, but I couldn't even focus on them. He must have just gotten out of the shower. He was shirtless, wearing only sweats. Water still dripped off the dark waves of his hair, and I felt the heat from his chest as he closed in on me.

I could see the dark swirls of tattoos on his torso, the piercings he sported, and the absolute perfection of the man in front of me. This was the first time he and I were truly alone together, and he wasn’t even supposed to be here. Not in this room - a nesting room - where our scents were slowly filling up the air around us. He came in here half naked, confronting me with all his alpha attitude, after denying our scent match all this time. I scowled. How dare he.

He could be angry all he wanted, but so could I.

“Oh yeah? Who’s the room going to be for, then?” I said, looking up at him in defiance. “Are you going to keep it for some poor omega who isn’t your scent match?” His eyes flickered a moment at my words. He’d refused to talk about it since the incident, but I wasn’t going to avoid it any longer. “Go on, tell me how you’ll find someone after me. You think any omega could ever compare to my scent?” His nostrils flared and he let out a low growl, and my thighs clenched together in response. All the time I’d spent avoiding him didn’t dampen my desire for him. Slick was already filling my panties, and I knew he was going to smell it in a few moments.

“I’d never, ever let you desecrate this room, you spoiled fucking monster.” His words vibrated as he lowered his head closer to me, and I saw for the first time how fascinating his eye color was. Light amber flecks mixed in with the brown of his deep irises, and my breath caught in my throat.

Before I realized it, I had a hand on his chest, the warm flesh tingling as I was able to touch him. He let out another low growl.

“Watch yourself, omega.”

He acted like he was still angry with me, but on top of all his attitude, I could sense arousal. He was turned on. He was probably even more pent up than me. And now we were here, alone, with a bed right behind us, that was made specifically for fucking.

“Or what? You’re the one who came in here showing off how alpha you are. Showing me this body, teasing me with these piercings.” I said in a husky voice as I looked down, amazed at how beautiful he was, even when he was being an ass. I ran my hand over his pierced nipple, which was now hard under my touch. He shivered slightly, letting out another low growl of warning - but also, of lust.

I pushed forward slightly from the wall where he had tried to cage me in, my pelvis now pressing against his, and found that something else was hard too.

“You know damn well no one will ever satisfy you now that you’ve scent matched me. Good luck dealing with a hard on every time you even think of my perfume. Maybe I’ll spill some in your rooms before I go home, and leave you with a permanent scent to deal with. Good luck getting your dick any relief then.” I said with a smile, egged on by the way his jaw clenched at my words.

“Face it, Dante. No matter how you feel about it, we’re scent matched. The next time you try to fuck an omega, no matter how beautiful she is, or how much you hate the truth, you won’t be able to imagineanyonebut me.” I said, my voice now so low it was a whisper. I ran my hand down his torso as he stiffened, and let my fingers pull down slightly on the waistband of his sweats. He looked down at my hand, then dragged his gaze back up, his eyes darkening as he breathed through his mouth.

“You. Fucking. Demon.” Was all he said, his eyes moving between my face, then down to the rest of my body. I wore only a tank top and pajama shorts, and I was sure my slick was already obvious to him. My breath was coming in shallow gasps, my absolutely excruciating desire for him clouding my brain.

I leaned in more. “So? Tell me I’m wrong. Tell me you won’t suffer if you try to bring an omega in this room who isn’t me, Dante.” I whispered, and for a moment I thought he might just kill me the way he was looking at me.

My clit was throbbing, my panties soaking wet now as the slick ran down my thighs. His eyes narrowed and he let his hand move down to my neck, caressing it in a way that thrilled and frightened me. “You know, I could just bite you. Get all this whole charade over with and get you to do what I want.” He said, his voice low as his gaze fell over my neck. His threat didn’t scare me.

“A bite? I don’t consider that a threat, I consider it a promise, alpha. Do that, and you’ll be stuck with me, and only me, as your mate, forever.” I smiled as he clenched his jaw. I felt his thumb stroke softly over my neck, landing on my pulse. For a moment I wondered if he would risk it, risk everything, just to bite me as a punishment. Bond me to him, make me his submissive despite our contract, despite all his talk of ethics. But instead, his other arm wrapped around me, lifting me to his chest as he turned and flung me down on the bed.

“You want to know what I’d be like as a mate, well then I’ll show you.” He snarled, but it came out sounding like a verbal caress.

He pushed me down, my legs hanging off the bed as he kneeled before me. His hands, strong and rough, yanked the shorts and my panties off of me. His eyes widened as he saw my nudity for the first time, and he took a moment as he looked at my center. Then, with a snarl, he gripped my thighs and pulled them apart, closing his eyes as he feasted on me.

It was like fireworks went off in my body. I flung my head back against the bed, the built-up tension in my core now finally being released as I felt his mouth and tongue diving into me. It was too intense. I reached down, grabbing at his hair, but he gripped my hands, holding them down on my stomach while he used his other arm to brace against my hips, holding me open as he continued licking at my over sensitive clit while I bit back a whine.

My legs were already trembling as he worked me up, his anger towards me coming out as pure passion. The overstimulation was too much, and I wiggled a leg free, pushing my foot against his chest as I panted. “Too much!” I cried, and he sucked on my clit, his eyes stuck on me as I was on a speed run toward orgasm. I closed my eyes, but right before I came, he stopped. He crawled up on me, pulling down his sweats to reveal a massive rod - that sported a piercing as well. My eyes went wide as he crouched over me, his ripped body massive and tantalizing as I sucked in breaths of his oud and pepper scent.

“Too much for you?” He repeated, then grabbed his dick. He pressed it against my center, sliding his cock up and down against me, covering himself with my slick. I looked up at him, his dark eyes now hiding the desperation he must have felt, holding himself back from the one thing that would give him some relief.

“Give it to me.” I pleaded, and he shook his head slowly, his body tense from holding back the instinctual urge all alphas had to give an omega their knot.

“No. You don’t deserve it.” He said through gritted teeth, but continued to rub his cock over my swollen clit and lips. I moaned in frustration, and suddenly I felt something in me. I looked down, and his hand was at my center, stretching me as he pressed his fingers inside. I let out a small gasp of pleasure as he pushed in and out, his eyes watching my reactions with an intensity that had me wanting so much more.

I was at a loss for words, only able to let out moans as he curled his fingers up and pressed a spot that made my entire body start to shake. I gripped the sheets, my body tormented by the man who hated me, but was bringing me so much pleasure. His rhythmic strokes had me getting close again, and I let out a small whine as I pushed my pelvis up, begging for more. Then, Dante crouched down again, moving himself so that he angled his mouth over me, his lips now covering my clit as he sucked hard.

It was too much. I came, bucking against him as he pushed even faster, sucking and thrusting his hand as I orgasmed, screaming out his name as I felt my slick cover his hand, his face, and the bed underneath me. I shivered, my body jelly as I looked down at him. But Dante didn’t slow. He kept at it, and my pussy pulsed as I felt the pleasure start to build up again. Even though it felt so raw, like I couldn’t do anymore, Dante kept at it until I was scrambling again, my body so turned on that I couldn’t help it - I came again. This time, the shuddering took over as I had a full body orgasm, gasping out all kinds of gibberish as he looked up, his mouth still working on my clit while he switched to his other hand, keeping the same pace.

“Dante, I can’t, I can’t do another.” I gasped, but he was not deterred.

Lifting his face up, his mouth covered in slick, he watched me as his tongue came out and licked the juice off his lips.

“Yes you can. Do it for your alpha.” His words were so direct and commanding, and his fingers still so steady inside me, that all I could do was wail and grip the sheets as he lowered his face down, slowly building me up again. He threw my legs over his shoulder as he pressed in deeper, and with one final shriek, I came yet again.

This time, my body was spent. I felt myself go slack after the energy left me, and in my haze I noticed Dante hovering above me again.

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