Page 65 of Knot Guaranteed

“Let’s get these off you.” I drop his cock, slide my hand out of the hole in his boxers, and pull them and his jeans down while holding myself up on my knees. “Are you okay with this?” Apparently, he is because his cock jabs against my thigh before Fitz moves me and his tip slides from my clit to my hole. He finally gets around to pulling my dress off over my head and then moves on to his shirt. My tits heave in the sexy bra he bought. It’s got incredible push-up power because they look great. “If you want to wait—” My head falls back as he uses his hand on my ass to push me down onto his throbbing length.

Fitz curses.

I’m pretty sure he’s leaving bruises, based on how tightly he’s gripping me. It’s majorly sexy. I like the idea of wearing his marks. He sucks on his lower lip as his hair falls over his forehead. It makes me ache to bite him, even though omegas can’t form a link. I want to show him that I need him just as much as he needs me.

“I don’t even know what to do with myself right now,” he whispers, watching where we’re joined together.

“Let me love you,” I groan, rising and falling on my knees. I take him deeper with every stroke. He yanks the cups on my bra down and tongues my nipple as I wait for my body to stretch. It’s still super intense, but in a way I can’t seem to get enough of. He switches to the other breast while I swivel and grind, trying to figure out the best way to shove all of him inside me.

“I should lie down, and you should fuck me.” I give his hair a tug, and he looks up at me with his chest heaving. “It’ll make it easier for you to get deeper. I want to feel your weight caging me in.”

Fitz’s forearm tightens on my back as he palms my ass. He turns and lowers me until I hit the couch, managing to stay inside me during the transition. My toes dig into his jeans, shoving them farther down. I need all of his warm skin pressing into mine. The height difference is problematic in this position, but we both stretch to reach the other.

His chest vibrates against my nipples as he growls into the kiss. He sounds like a feral alpha. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside that I’m affecting him so strongly. My hands dig into his lower back as he holds himself up with a hand on the arm of the couch.

“You’ve got to actually move now.” I give him a silly smile, but truthfully, the look on his face is so intense, it’s a little intimidating.

“Let me love you,” he says, repeating what I said earlier. Hearing those words from his lips with his accent even thicker than normal makes me shiver. I move a hand up to cradle his head, pushing my mouth to his as he practices rolling his hips. I’m so slick, I’m dripping. Simple quickies don’t seem to be a thing when alphas and omegas are involved. “I’m foggy as fuck. Don’t let me hurt you. Tell me if it’s too much.”

“Rut!” I beg as his tip pushes into medeep. “Fitz, dammit. I’m not going to break.”

“I’d never forgive myself if I hurt you. Tell me you’ll let me know if it’s too much.” He bumps his cheek against mine.

“I will.” I slide a hand between us and work my clit as he thrusts in and out. My eyes get wide when I realize he’s got a solid few inchesandhis knot left to fit inside me. I dig my toes into his ass and try to force him deeper on the next thrust. It takes all the breath from my lungs as I moan against his cheek, but the sounds he’s making ensure it’s totally worth it.

Fitz pushes himself up until he’s kneeling and wraps his hands around my hips. He yanks me to him, spearing me so deeply, my body spasms as I process the pain. He’s definitely using me, and the slight ache only makes it feel more passionate.

I tease my clit and brush his knot when it’s within reach.

“Your perfume is all I can smell,” he growls, staring straight at my sex. “I’m finally fucking inside you. It’s surreal. God, oh no. Don’t clench.”

I can’t help it. The desperation on his face makes my nipples throb, and heat pulses through me, starting in my core. Pleasure radiates from my lower stomach to every nerve-ending in my body. I tremble, curling toward him as he falls on top of me again. His cock swells, and my pussy tries to lock him in place. His tongue brushes mine as he groans into the kiss.

I’m still shivering and trying to grind the last jolts of pleasure out of my orgasm when his entire body freezes. Everything is hard to process, but I gyrate, using my feet as leverage.

“Fuck me. Goddamn, holy shit…” he continues rambling into my mouth, but other than his cock kicking, he barely moves. It takes a few seconds before he starts to roll his hips again. I pull my hand free, so his pelvis can brush my clit. His chest heaves as he growls, low and dangerous, into the kiss. “I almost bit you.”

I run my fingers over his neck, trying to comfort him. “I wouldn’t have been upset if you did.”

He doesn’t stop fucking in and out. His cum definitely makes it easier, or maybe my body has finally adapted to accommodate him.

“My fucking god, I needed this.” He pulls back, smirking as he grinds against my clit. “Does that feel good? It makes your cunt flutter around me. I know I like it.”

“Yes.” It comes out as a garbled moan. He doesn’t stop, and pretty soon, my body goes from oversensitive to ready to go again.

“My cum is leaking out of you.” His head shakes. He licks and kisses his way down my neck to my tit. When he flicks his tongue over my nipple, it makes me moan with little care about where we are. “Shh, we’ve got to keep it down.” He says the words, but he continues slamming into my pussy in a way that makes his request impossible. I’m just about to come again when he pulls free of me and yanks me up. “I need to rut. Present for me, Tinsel.” My mouth opens and closes a few times. “Now!”

My body responds to his bark. My forearms hit the arm of the couch as I kneel, but I back up until my top half is flat to the cushion as my ass pops up and out.

He teases a hand down my spine while the other cups my ass, but he’s taking too long. I was about to detonate again, and I’m impatient.

I wiggle my hips. “Come on.”

“This might have been a bad idea,” he growls, shoving his cock inside me.

I slap a hand over my mouth to keep myself quiet, but the moan escapes. It feels totally different like this. I’m a big fan. His pelvis hits my ass with each punishing stroke, and the fog creeps in for me too.

The begging pleas that escape around my palm don’t even make any sense.

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