Page 64 of The Knotty Omega

“Fuuuuck,” I grind out, gritting my teeth. When my knot hits her clit and rotate my hips a little, her pussy walls clench even tighter. I drop my forehead to hers, catching my breath as I attempt to not take her hard and fast. “Holy shit, gorgeous, you’re so fucking tight.”

“Titus, I need you to move,” she moans, trying to move her hips.

“Angel, if you do that I’m not going to be able to go gentle.”

“I don’t want you to be gentle,” she stares into my eyes, “fuck me, Titus. Don’t hold back. Give. Me. Everything.”

Well, shit.

How can a guy say no to that?

“Be careful what you wish for, gorgeous.” I tell her before I draw my hips out nearly all the way, then plunge back in with one hard thrust. Her keening cry is all the encouragement I need as her nails dig into my back.

Lifting one of her legs over my hip, I draw out again, but immediately thrust in, and I continue at that same punishing pace until I feel her walls start to flutter around me.

“Shit, Titus, I’m gonna cum! Knot me, please!” She cries out, and I’m not one to refuse my omega. On the next thrust, I keep pushing past the slight resistance until my knot pops into that special area only omegas have.

She shatters.

Her scream might have sent the entire house running in here if they didn’t know what we were up to. “Fuck, fuck, Cady,” I groan, moving my hips as much as I can in shallow thrusts until my own release overtakes me. She shakes slightly again with the knot-induced mini-orgasm, and I collapse, rolling us onto our sides as both breath heavily.

"Holy hell, Titus,” Cady gasps, her brow slick with sweat. I’m sure I’ll have to wash my sheets twice after this, but it was so worth it. “That was incredible.”

“I’m glad you think so.” I give a dark chuckle. “Because as soon as my knot goes down, we’re going to do that again. And again. And again. Until you never doubt just how fucking obsessed with you I am.”

Her eyes grow dark with desire as she pulls me into a heated kiss, and I don’t think I’ve ever had a better reason to skip the rest of my work day.

CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

My hands tighten around Cady’s waist as she grinds her clothed pussy over my sleep pants encased cock. “That’s it, sweetheart, use me how you need to.”

Cady’s face and chest are flushed, sweat running down her face. She woke me up about five minutes ago in the throes of a heat spike. Before I knew it, she was dry humping me like we’re a couple of teenagers. Not that I ever got that experience when I was in high school, so at least I’m having it now.

She asked Hannah to put purple in the ends of her hair, and between that and her tattoo, I feel like a real rebel.

“Right there, Simon! Oh my….fuuuuuck!” she cries out, her hips stuttering as I come in my pants, completely soaking through the material.

“Oh, Cady,” I groan, my head falling back as my cock continues to pulse, her hips still grinding on me as she rides out her orgasm.

She lets herself fall off me and into the nest, turning so she’s face up, staring at the ceiling as we both breathe hard, trying to catch our breath.

“Feel better?” I ask between pants, and she swallows, nodding her head.

“Much better. Was that a heat spike?”

I press the back of my hand to her forehead, noting how much cooler she feels. “Definitely. You were on fire before. We’ll have to start keeping track of them so we can get a better estimate of when your heat will hit.”

She smirks and looks over at me, “Yes, Doctor Volkov.”

Shit. Why does that make my dick hard again?

My cheeks flush at the knowledge and she gives me a feral grin, turning on her side, propping up her elbow and resting her head on her hand. “Oh? Doctor Volkov, I think I’m in dire need of an…examination,” she says in this sexy, sultry voice and my head drops back as I groan.

“Sweetheart, don’t.”

“What? Why not?” She pouts, dragging her finger in circular motions over my nipple.

“Because,” I grab her hand, suppressing a shiver, “I have a mess in my pants I still need to clean up, and if we don’t get up now, we’ll miss seeing Archie, Mattie and Ollie off to work. I’m pretty sure I smell Mattie’s famous french toast too.”

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