Page 84 of In Control

“Need a knot,” he pants. “Need a fucking knot.” I gaze down at him, panic spiking my gut. I can’t help him. I can’t give him that. “The cabinet,” he tells me.

I scuttle off him and hurry to the cabinet in the corner I hadn’t paid any attention to. When I open its doors, I find the contents of half a sex shop inside.

“What–”

“The black dildo!”

I scan the objects and find it, long and girthy with a knot so big it makes my eyes water.

I bring it back to the bed and offer it to him. He shakes his head. “You.”

“I don’t know–”

“I’ll show you.” He drags me back into the bed and soon we’re kissing together as he guides me with his hands, showing me how to work the dildo inside him, pumping it in and out easily with all the slick he’s making. As he starts to lose control, I take his cock back in my mouth, and work the knot inside him. He comes hard, his seed blasting down my throat and his whole body tensing like he’s been hit by lightning, before turning limp and pliant, his eyes rolling around in his head and the noises issuing from his lips so sweet it sounds like he found paradise.

I hold the knot in place and finally he floats back down to earth, opening his eyes with a massive grin peeled across his lips.

“Shit,” he licks my nipples, “that was fucking amazing, Soph.”

“It looked it,” I say. “Is it anything like the real thing?”

I have my own beta-shaped dildo at home. It serves a purpose, but it’s nothing like the warm flesh of a real cock. Too rigid, too cold.

“It’s not bad,” he says, pulling me to curl up against his chest and kissing the crown of my head. “You want to try it?”

I snort. “That dildo would fucking rip me in half.”

“I have smaller ones.” I lift my head and look up at him, his glassy eyes, still managing to shine with their usual mischief. “Come on. I want to train you for it, Soph.”

His words make me shiver.

I look at his blissed-out face. Could it possibly be that good for me? I’m desperate to find out. Besides, I’ll never take a real knot if I haven’t used a fake one first.

“Which one is it?”

He grins. “Let’s start with the purple one first.” I pace back to the cabinet. “Fetch the lube too, Soph. You don’t have the advantage of slick like me. And grab the red dildo too.”

As I grab the required equipment, he slides the dildo from himself and then rests on his knees waiting for me.

“On your hands and knees, sexy little thing,” he instructs me, patting the mattress in front of him.

I should be sore from the sex we just had. It wasn’t exactly gentle. And yet I’m throbbing downstairs for entirely different reasons. This room is intoxicating.

I position myself on the bed, but he doesn’t fuck me like I expect. Instead, he spends the next ten minutes licking me out, making me come so many times I lose count. Only then does he slide the purple dildo inside me. It’s cool as I expected, and I wince at first, but then he’s using it to hit my spot inside me, working me so well, I struggle not to faceplant onto the bed. He has me coming again and in the throes of my orgasm he glides the knot inside me. It’s a tight fit and I curse as I’m forced to stretch to accommodate the bulge, but he’s careful with me. He pushes a little further, and a little more. I clench my teeth.

“Good girl,” he purrs. “Just relax. You’re doing so well. Look at that pussy of yours, stretching like an omega’s. So damn good.”

I inhale and then exhale slowly, the lack of oxygen and the extreme sensation at my entrance making me light-headed. The dildo’s knot is firmly lodged in my cunt now and I smile with pride, but the earth-shattering orgasm he promised is nowhere to be seen. Not until he wiggles the shaft against my spot and then it happens, stars shattering across my eyelids, and sound and sight and smell wiping out so that all I sense is the ecstasy spreading from between my legs along every nerve in my body to the tips of my toes and the top of my head.

“Oh my God!!” I squeal. “I can’t … I can’t … it’s too. …” This time I collapse down on the mattress, my whole body exhausted and limp from the orgasm.

Gabe nuzzles my ear.

“Good, huh?”

“So good.”

“I can’t wait to watch you take the real thing.”

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