Page 32 of Knot Gonna Give You Up

“Yessss…” I moan, arching my hips to try and encourage him along. Remembering one detail, I mumble, “No bites.”

“Not tonight, but someday. Someday I’ll be sure to mark up that gorgeous throat of yours,” he agrees as he lines himself up.

I’m relieved that he won’t bond with me tonight. He’s wonderful and I’m so glad that he’s here and mine, but I’m not ready for a Match Bond yet. He doesn’t seem to be either, but it sounds like he wants to, which is enough for me.

Pushing in slowly, we both groan at the pleasure of our bodies coming together. He’s stretching my cunt perfectly and I don’t think I’ve ever felt so satisfied from just the size of someone’s cock. When he’s fully in, he starts a steady pumping, his knot still soft. He takes advantage of it before it starts to inflate, pushing himself in far enough that his public bone grinds on my clit as he goes.

“You feel like heaven, I want to live inside your cunt,” he moans as he starts to pick up the tempo of his hips.

“God, yes,” I agree, lost to the pleasure he’s wringing from me.

He’s going fast now, and his knot is inflating, which means he can’t get in quite as far yet, not until he wants to lock us together. One thumb is on my clit, making tiny circles and driving me higher and higher.

“Let me see you come, baby, before I shove my big knot into you. I can’t wait to see you stretched around it, unable to get away from the pleasure it brings.Fuck, you feel so good!”

His dirty words do me in, and I feel my walls twitch twice before the orgasm hits me. My eyes are screwed shut, focusing on the pleasure as I scream into the room. My body is full of tingles and I can feel the liquid pumping from my cunt and soaking his cock. He slams into me once, twice, then pops his knot into me, and I lose all semblance of reality.

I can hear both of us screaming out our pleasure, but it feels distant. My inner walls clench rapidly around him, squeezing every last drop that they can. Tingles run up and down my legs, and I can feel the pleasure racing through my body. Jesse is swearing with a deep rumble in his voice. His body falls over mine, but he catches his weight with his arms, his face buried in my neck. My head turns to rest on the top of his as we both breathe heavily, coming down from our highs.

Jesse starts to move us after a moment, and holds me close as he flips us over so I’m lying on him, then grabs a blanket and throws it over us haphazardly. It doesn’t fully cover us, even though it should, and he grumbles under his breath, sounding annoyed. Giggling, I look up at him to see a small smile on his face.

“They make it sound so easy to just immediately be covered in the books,” he says.

Laughing, I try to give him a hand, even though his poor Alpha may be offended by the help. He’s taken care of me just fine, so if he gets annoyed, I’ll just have to purr for him. Remind him that he’s done wonderfully.

Finally, we’re covered and enjoying the warmth of the blanket and each other. Every now and again, Jesse will softly pump his hips into me, nudging his knot back and forth, and we both relish the subtle pleasure we get from it. I hum, wondering if I should tell him what I’m thinking. This was the best sex I’ve ever had, but is it okay to tell him that? Will he be receptive to it? Jesse can be so reserved that it’s hard to tell sometimes. Biting the bullet, I decide to take the leap of vulnerability.

“That was the best sex I’ve ever had,” I tell him softly.

His lips kiss the top of my head, “Me too, baby girl. I didn’t know it could be that good.”

“Do you think it’s because we’re a Match?”

“Might be. We didn’t bond, sothat’sdefinitely not the reason. Maybe amazing sex is a sign of a Match, too. Or it’s just a sign of how amazing I am at this,” he teases.

I giggle at his silly answer and let myself snuggle in fully. Not a moment after I do, I feel his dick release and a rush of fluids escape my body. Apparently, his knot has gone down. I groan in embarrassment at all the fluid leaking out around his dick, but Jesse grabs my chin gently.

“Don’t be embarrassed, it’s fucking hot,” he says.

“If you say so,” I reply somewhat skeptically.

Jesse gently separates us and tells me to wait in the nest. He darts out and comes back with a warm washcloth. Gently, he cleans between my legs and my thighs, getting all the sticky off. He disappears again and comes back with two cups of water. I greedily take one and drink half of it down. Jesse only drinks his once I’m satisfied. Silly Alpha.

We tangle in the nest together, making sure the covers surround us fully. Jese spoons me from behind, my head resting on his strong bicep. As relaxed as I am, when he starts purring, I relax even further. I’m basically a puddle of goo at this point. I feel safe and content in his arms. Slowly, I drift into sleep, secure in Jesse’s arms and dreaming about adding three more people into this nest.

fifteen

VIC

Ithink all four of us are starting to go a bit stir crazy at this point. It’s been about an hour now, and we’ve gotten through most of the clues, but still haven’t found the final answer. Internally, I’m trying to figure out how Henry sold this idea to all of us. I’m impressed, to be honest. Simon is helping a bit, but he’s more interested in goofing off than getting out of here. Jesse is a true loner, only interacting when he finds a clue. Henry’s pushing everyone to just enjoy it. My ridiculous self is overly invested in the whole endeavor.

When Henry suggested going to an escape room for a Pack Bonding activity, I never thought Simon or Jesse would go with it. Simon, because I know him, and Jesse, because I could tell at dinner he’s a bit of a loner. Nice enough guy, but he paves his own path, goes his own way, takes the other road, well, whatever analogy I can think of, it fits. Henry and I are working on the current clue while Simon and Jesse wander around the room.

“Jesse, come look at this,” Simon calls out.

Jesse walks over to peer at whatever Simon’s looking at. “What?”

“Do you think the skull is from a real person?”

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