Page 107 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“Jonas.” Something about the angle of his pierced cock, the way his inflated knot brushed my clit, made me squeal with pleasure.
That friction. Yes please.
“Take me.” Scooping my ass with his hand, he got me into an even better position, his arms making me feel safe and secure.
His intoxicating scent combined with me being on top made me feel sexy and powerful as I pounded him against the hood.
“Yes, that’s it,” I cried, smashing my mouth with his.
“Come all over my cock,” he groaned as his teeth grazed my neck.
My hips arched, and I pulled up so I was almost at the tip, delighting in the way his piercing dragged against my inner walls. As my orgasm took me, I dropped down on him, hard, taking his full-length into me.
“You feel so good, Sweetheart.” He pushed my hips down, my pussy fluttering hard-on his cock as his swollen knot rubbed against me.
I gasped as gravity and my greedy pussy made his knot dig into me. It slipped into me, stretching and making itself right at home, as bits of pain shot through me.
Oh fuck. I’d just taken Jonas’ knot. Sheer desire overwhelmed me as his knot fit into me, my pussy fluttering around it.
Jonas growled with pleasure.
“Fuck yeah, Sweet Girl,” he muttered as his hot release shot into me. “Oh fuck me, you feel so fucking good. I love that my knot is buried in your fucking pussy. I knew you could take me, you sweet, perfect little alpha. You’re fucking perfect for me, for us.”
The pressure of his knot was almost strangling. We’d played with the knot trainer toy a few times, but never was it like this.
Those dirty words made me clench, locking him to keep all that cum inside me, even though his knot nestled firmly into my pussy. Pleasure bolted through me so fiercely that I forgot to breathe. My pussy pulsed around his knot, strangling it, stinging with the stretch, and everything disappeared but sensation.
There was no garage. No car. No Jonas. Just pleasure so fierce it was painful.
“Jonas!” I screamed. “It’s too much, it’s too much.” Panic coursed through me as it felt like his knot–and the pleasure it brought–would split me in half.
Jonas knotted me. Not what I’d planned on doing today. Especially since I’d locked his knot without even trying.
“Relax. I’ve got you, Sweet Girl. You took me so fucking good. My knot is strangled so tight I can barely see,” he whispered, pulling me to his chest and rubbing my back. “I love you so much.” His purr filled the garage.
“I love you, too.” Aftershock after aftershock took me, as I laid there overwhelmed and full. My body slowly relaxed, accepting the knot, though I could still feel it stretch and pulse.
“That’s it.” Jonas kissed me. “You feel so good. I have you.” He continued to purr, making me feel warm, comfortable, and sleepy.
“I need to frost the cake,” I murmured as my lock let go, but his knot still held firm.
“His birthday isn’t until tomorrow. If you frost it later, so be it. Just relax, Sweet Girl, you took me so so good.” He clutched me tighter.
“I like that idea.” I laid there on his chest, hearing his heartbeat, feeling his purr. My phone rang a couple of times, but I couldn’t reach it. I was so nice and comfortable lying against him.
Finally, his knot slipped out of me, and cum gushed everywhere. I had to change for the arena, anyway.
My legs wobbled. My pussy was unhappy with me as I pulled up my panties, leaning on the car for support.
Jonas tucked himself in and zipped up his pants. His arms pulled me to him, and his hands ran up and down my back. “That was the best, thank you. Are you okay? I didn’t intend for it to happen.”
“Me neither. It’s fine. I feel a little weird. My poor pussy isn’t going to be fucking Dean into oblivion tonight when I get home, but I’m fine.” Okay, it ached a lot. Only partially in a good way.
“Dean will live. We can go get you that piercing if you want. Though the healing time could be pretty long.” Jonas kissed me deep.
“Um, hey, we have to leave for the arena soon and you’ve been down here awhile,” Mercy’s voice said from over by the elevator, interrupting us.
“It’s safe. Come see your sister’s present. I think you should take it to the arena tonight,” Jonas said, still holding me to him.
