Page 53 of Knot Going Down
The silence in the room is thick as I scoot to the edge of the couch and gently ease my cock into his mouth. He doesn’t close his lips and suck right away. He keeps his mouth open wide, so I can see my length glide along his pink tongue.
“Good boy.” I give his hand a squeeze, and his hair a light pull before releasing him, leaning back and draping both my arms over the back of the couch.
His lips close around my shaft, cheeks hollowing as he sucks. And sucks and sucks.
“Fuck,” I groan, throwing my head back and closing my eyes. But the need to look at him immediately returns my gaze to the pretty beta on his knees.
He hums around me, dark lashes fluttering on his freckled cheeks as he takes me deeper, all the way in. He doesn’t gag, doesn’t hesitate, just swallows around my head, squeezing the fucking life out of me.
“So, good.” My hips buck of their own accord. “Sofuckinggood.”
He preens under my praise, lean chest expanding.
“You’ve needed this, haven’t you? Needed your alpha’s cock down your pretty throat?”
Lucas nods with my dick in his mouth, his eyes lifting to meet mine.
Unable to hold back anymore, I stroke his long hair out of his face and hold it in my fist. I don’t guide him—though I think he’d like it if I did. He needs something different right now, so I keep the long, wet strands piled on the top of his head, putting his sharp jawline on display as he works up and down the length of me.
“That’s it, Luc. Such a good boy for your alpha. Can you take me deeper?” He moves a little quicker, up and down, up and down. Deep-throating me like a champ. A gold medal champ.“You’re gonna make me come so fast. So hard. Just like that. Fuck, yes. Yes.”
He pops off like he’s trying to catch his breath, or maybe like he knew I was about to shoot down his throat. I groan as he lashes my slit with his tongue. Going from full suction to that little lick has my balls throbbing, begging me to work him hard and fast.
“Don’t mess with me, Luc.” There’s a touch of a growl in my voice, but he just smiles up at me.
“Then stop threatening to come. I want to enjoy this.” His accent sounds a little thicker, words slightly mumbled.
I tighten my grip on his hair, pull his head back, and kiss him. He tastes like the toothpaste he just used with a touch of something musky and salty, his lips flavored with my scent. I steal the air from his lungs, and when he’s still gasping for breath, I push him back down on my cock.
He moans, lips vibrating against me, scent exploding.
“You like that?” I stand up, holding his head steady as I take what I need, patience gone. “Yeah, you do. You like your alpha using your pretty mouth. You like making me lose control. Look at you.” He’s so fucking gorgeous on his knees, gripping my hips like he never wants to let go.
I pull back for a moment, using his hair to tilt his chin so he’s looking at me. “Slap my thigh if you want to stop, understand?”
When he nods, the movement has the head of my dick pressed against his palette in a way that makes me moan. His hold on my hips tightens like he wants me to know he’s not about to slap out.
“Good boy, so hungry for it.”
He relaxes his throat, and my knot swells, slamming against his lips with each thrust.
“Such a needy little mouth. So wet. So warm. Soperfect.” Heaven when I’ve been stuck in purgatory. “Is your ass this perfect? I bet it’s so fucking tight.”
From my position standing over him, I can see his glutes squeeze together, like he’s desperate for attention behind him that isn’t there. I can only imagine how good it’ll feel to slide between those strong cheeks.
Unbidden, an image slips into my mind. Knox kneeling behind Lucas, thick cock in his hand, easing into that tight ass while I dominate the beta’s mouth.
Fuck, where did that come from?
Zeroing back in on Lucas’s lips around me, I work up speed. The base of my spine heats, spiraling warmth, a tell-tale sign I’m close, but I don’t want to come alone. I don’t want this to only be about me, taking something from him. I don’t know what we’ve started here. But it’ssomething. It means something.
“Touch yourself,” I say on a gasp. “Touch yourself now, Lucas. I want to see you come. Want you to come all over my legs with my cock in your mouth and my cum down your throat. Do it. Now.”
I hold his head still. Taking control so he can focus on his own needs without losing the rhythm. Pounding into him knot deep, over and over.
“Yes, oh fuck,” a slew of curses and exclamations leave my lips. “Such. A good. Beta.”
I come. Shooting off like a flood down his throat.
