Page 24 of Knotty New Year

“All talk, old man,” she squeaked as I began to suck her clit. “Let me know if you get tired.”

“Challenge accepted, princess.”

My omega had said I didn’t need to apologize, but her body told a different story. I could feel her caution, an ingrained reticence to be hurt again, and as I kissed and licked, nibbled and lapped at her core, I murmured apologies. I wrote them on her with my tongue and lips, learning her body as she shivered with pleasure.

I rode her up to the edge of a climax with just my tongue, then stopped, my eyes fixed on her. “Sit up, Omega,” I commanded, and she pushed up on her elbows with a whine.

“Tired already?” She tossed her head. “Top drawer, the big purple one with the knot. It’s my favorite.”

“The only knot you’ll have in you is mine, princess.”

Her eyes sparkled. “I don’t know, I heard all sorts of promises the last time that didn’t happen. All. Talk.”

“You’re being a very bad girl.” I slowly pushed a finger inside her. “You’ll get punished if you keep going.” Her inner walls clenched so hard around my finger when I made the gentle threat, I knew she liked the idea. “Do you need a punishment, sweetheart?” She shook her head, but I pushed up to the bed and settled there. “Strip, princess. I’m going to spank that ass.”

“No!” she whispered. “You’re not going to do…that.There are people here!”

“Well, they’d better be people with very selective hearing or—” Just then, Christmas music started playing loudly downstairs. “Strip now, princess.”

Slowly, she obeyed, and I allowed myself to take in the marvel that was every curve of her body as she revealed it. I shifted, slipped my belt off, and unbuttoned my trousers, freeing my engorged cock.

“Now, come here,” I told her, taking her wrist and pulling her over my lap.

“You’re still dressed,” she noted. I hummed, studying the canvas before me. Mounds of pillowy, soft flesh that made my hands itch to decorate them.

“Spread your legs, princess.” Her immediate obedience shook me. “If you ever need me to stop, or slow down, you just tell me.” I lifted my hand and gave her right cheek a sharp tap.

She flinched, then relaxed. “That wasn’t hard at all.”

“Not yet, baby. You’ve never played this way?” She shook her head, refusing to look up. “Now, I asked you a question. Have you ever been spanked, princess?”

“No,” she breathed.

I struck her harder. “Just no?”

“No,sir. I haven’t done anything but… just licking, and plain sex.”

I purred a little bit, practically salivating at the thought of all the games we would play together. I started spanking her just hard enough to set up what I knew were pleasurable vibrations in her core. Her ass began to turn pink as she lifted her bottom.

“You like this, don’t you? Like being held down, and spanked. I could make you come from this alone, you know?”

“Yes, sir,” she whispered breathlessly. “Harder,please.”

“What a good girl,” I crooned, and did just that, striking her three times on each cheek, making sure the imprints stayed, then I gave three sharp taps to her dripping mound. She arched up in a sudden climax, and I worked my fingers in and out of her pussy while she rode the orgasm down. “I’m going to take you from behind now, princess. Knot your pussy, with my thumb stretching out that little ass. Hands and knees,” I ordered, but she twisted around.

Her face was red and flushed, perspiration darkening the hair at her temples, as she grabbed my hips with one hand and my cock with the other. “Wanna taste,” she mumbled as she sucked me into her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around the tip, exploring the smooth head, tracing the veins. I rested my hands on the back of her head and moved her a little lower, not thrusting, but encouraging her to take more in. She was eager and took a little too much, choking slightly. I liked that more than I should, and a thick burst of pre-cum flooded her mouth.

When I lifted her head, her lips came off me with a pop. “My turn, princess,” I murmured, positioning her on her hands and knees. “Now present to your alpha.”

Something in her knew exactly what I meant. She dropped down to her elbows, her head down, her legs spread. I slid her to the edge of the bed so I could stand, moving my hands across her bright pink cheeks, down to her slick-soaked mound. I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my trousers, my cock slapping against her ass. The muscles there clenched, and I ran my wet hand over the tight pucker, working the tip of my thumb in and out of her ass rhythmically.

“S-sir, are you going to…”

“I’m going to claim you now, love. I’m going to knot you and bite you. Last chance. If you don’t choose this”—I let my thumb fuck her more deeply, swiveling to press against a spot inside her I knew would overwhelm her with sensation—“you tell menow.”

“Claim me, Alpha,” she pleaded, her body shivering with tension and anticipation.

I set the reddened, dripping head of my cock to her pussy, and started thrusting. “Push back, princess. Let me inside,” I ordered, still working my thumb in her ass as I fought to make space for my girth within her tight cunt.

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