Page 43 of Knot Forever

Her hips pump, desperately seeking release. “Please.”

Fuck, I hope this is a heat spike. I’m still aware, still very much thinking clearly despite the haze that threatens my brain every time I catch the wave of her perfume, so I’m running on that assumption.

If it is a heat, we’re in trouble.

I glance at the door. There’s no way Asher and Marcus didn’t see us come in here, so my guess is they’re running interference.

“Fuck, I’m a lucky bastard.” It takes a bare second to rip Nova’s underwear away. I prop her thighs over my shoulders, and she cries out as I sink my tongue into her. I feast like a fucking starving man with my last meal, dragging every drop from her pussy as she writhes and moans beneath me.

It only takes a few minutes for her thighs to start shaking, my hands gripping her soft skin as her slick flows into my mouth.

“That’s it,” I growl against her heat. “Give me all of it, Nova.”

Her release is a hot, sweet wave, and I take every bit of it, even as she starts to twist again, a second wave coming over her. Our harsh breathing fills the room, her little moans and pants sending me fucking wild as I wrap my lips around her clit and suck hard.

Her groan is soundless, her hands winding into my hair and pulling hard enough to sting.

That’s it, baby. I’m taking everything you wanna give me.

She’s a fucking siren, a temptress as she works herself against my mouth, lifting her hips and using my shoulders as leverage to chase her own pleasure.

“Knot,” she groans. “Seth, I want your knot. Please.”

I pull back, my chest heaving as I stare at her flushed face. Nova’s propped herself up on her elbows. With her dress rucked up around her hips and her hair in twisted tangles around her face, she looks like heaven made form as she stares down at me. Her eyes look a little clearer than they did, don’t they?

Fuck. Maybe that’s my wishful thinking. Because nothing on this earth could possibly be better than filling Nova with my knot, thrusting into her, spilling my seed into her and locking her to me so all she can do is lie there and writhe on my fucking knot.

“Sweetheart,” I manage to choke. “This is just a heat spike, You’ll be alright in a minute.”

She shakes her head desperately. “I’m fine now. I want you, Seth. Don’t hold back.”

I hold her gaze, fighting to keep control of the leash holding me in check. “I’m not going to ask again, baby. Are you sure?”

Her muttered yes is fucking heaven to my ears as I spring forward. Nova gasps as I push her dress up further.

“Take this off, love,” I tell her. “I want to see you. All of you. Want to watch those pretty tits bounce when I fill you up.”

She shudders, her hands dropping to her dress. “I love your mouth, Seth.”

I bite back my instinctive response. There’ll be time enough for that. A lifetime, if I have anything to say about it.

She peels off the silk, throwing it to the side. My hands are already on her, running over her skin reverently, cupping her breasts in my palm as I take in the sight of her rose-pink nipples.

“Fucking beautiful,” I murmur. I’m entranced as I rub my thumb back and forth, teasing them into stiff peaks as Nova groans. I nudge her to lay back on the couch, and she raises her arms above her head as she pushes her chest up for me.

“Perfect,” I praise her, and she shudders. My hands work their way down in soft circles, taking advantage of the expanse of Nova on offer to me. “So perfect for me, love. Like you were made for me, every inch.”

She stretches under my touch like a cat being petted. “More.”

I drop down, replacing my hands with my mouth, retracing my steps until I can suck her nipple into my mouth. Her hands drop to my shoulders as she arches, and I grab them, pushing them above my head as she arches to my touch.

I move to the other, alternating between them until her breath is half-sob.

Releasing her, I sit up. Her legs are open, my hips wedged between them as I kneel on the floor. My cock feels tight inside my trousers, almost pulsing with need for her as I unzip myself. Her closed eyes flutter open, and the sheer want in them draws me a little taller as I pump myself once, then again, watching her eyes dilate as she licks her lips.

“You choose.” My voice is low in the small space, bouncing between us. “I can fuck your mouth or your pussy, Nova. Which one?”

She doesn’t hesitate. “Pussy. Mouth later.”

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