Page 91 of Dubious Match
He could have said anything else: encouraged me to come, asked me if I was close, but he didn’t. He gave me blanket acceptance to do what feels right. My teeth ache, and I whine because I can’t get close enough to his neck. Brice loosens his hold so I can wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer.
At the next rise of my hips, his cock is perfectly nestled against my entrance. Pushing down, I cry out as his cock starts to slide inside of me.
“Oh, I’m not going to argue with that,” Brice croons. His chest vibrates as he purrs, and while the stretch hurts, it’s no worse than my toys. It feels good, the slick helping to ease his shaft inside of me. “That’s it, baby. You’re taking me so good. Goddamn, I just want to live in your pussy.”
Everything comes together as his dick slides further inside of me and my eyes roll back as my orgasm hits. It’s not enough though, I need my alpha, I need to bite, I justneed.
My lips kiss his throat before I bite down hard, and Brice yells as his hand on my hip reflexively pushes me down on his cock. Sparks explode behind my eyes as I scream, my body convulsing as I continue to come around his dick.
Lifting my head, I heave in a breath as I feel how close his knot is to my cunt. There's blood on my lips; and I reflexively lick it away. I need his knot more than anything, so I listen to my body. Shifting my hips, I rise and fall on his cock, while Brice holds me tightly. I know he’s still holding back.
“Alpha,” I mewl.
“Oh, Little Omega,” he says, his voice even more rough than before.
Everything else has fallen away, even though I know the guys are nearby still.
“You’re holding onto your control so tightly still,” I complain. “Fuck me, knot me…”
“Baby Girl, I’m yours,” he says, almost in pain. “Can you feel me?”
I can. The slowly building bond is between us, but my instincts are telling me that it’s not complete.
“Brice,” I whine. “Bite me. Please.”
I can feel the second he lets himself go. Moving lightning fast, he moves so I’m underneath him.
“Brice! Fuck, wait,” Malcolm yells, but there’s no alpha bark to it. In my eyes, it doesn’t count.
“No more waiting,” Brice says, his words almost unintelligible. His pupils are completely blown out, and I feel a whisper of excitement. “You like that, don’t you, baby? Pushing your alpha into losing all control. You’re in trouble now, Little Brat.”
“Show me,” I growl. It’s tiny and has no weight to it, but his answering grin says he thinks it’s adorable.
“Feel me,” he growls back, his hips moving to drag his cock along every nerve ending in my pussy. “That’s it, baby. Feel what it’s like when I’m off my leash.”
His arm lifts my leg over his shoulder as he begins to fuck me into the couch, my screams getting louder. I have not an ounce of embarrassment, I don’t fucking care who hears me. His knot flirts with my clit, rubbing and rolling against it before his hips take it away from me.
“Brice,” I complain. “Please.”
“No,” he says, kissing me. His cock destroys my insides in the best way, and I can feel my toes curling onto the carpet because there’s not enough room on the couch on this side.
I really like fucking here, we may just need to get a bigger one. The nonchalant thought shows how my mind is shifting, and how much I’m willing to accept them after spending a week living with them.
The fear of losing my individuality isn’t there because they accept what is important to me.
All I can do is feel how his body dominates me in the best of ways.
“I think I heard that you want my knot,” he whispers as he licks up my throat.
“Yes,” I whine. “I do.”
“Good. Then take it.”
My head drops back as I feel him pushing his knot inside of me, and I whimper as it stretches me.
“Hey, baby,” Malcolm says immediately, squatting by me. “You can do this. He’s big, but you’re made for us, okay?”
I nod as I look at him, but scream as my back bows as Brice continues to push himself in. This is bigger than any fucking knot on a toy. It doesn’t even compare. I need to have a talk with them about how unrealistic it is when I’m not being torn apart by it.
