“What’s that?” Nyx’s curiosity shows itself before I even present the package to her, one brow raised higher than the other over round eyes.
I clear my throat, then hand it to her. “Open it.” My voice is rough, and I swallow hard.
She sends me a humored but skeptical look before taking the brown paper-wrapped item from my grasp. She slides her finger under one taped corner, popping it loose, does the same to the other side, then peels back the paper to reveal a box, pictures printed on the outside of what’s inside.
Her brow pinches as she turns it over in her hands, and my heart gallops in my chest. Then, she blinks and her eyes go wide.
“Is this…?”
I swallow again. “It’s a, uh…” Deep breath. “It’s a knotting ring. Remote controlled.”
She gapes at me. “A… knotting ring…” Her voice is flat, but she’s not angry, so that’s a bonus.
I slip the package from her hands and hold it tight in my grasp, looking down at it in my lap before raising my eyes at her. “There’s this male Omega in our history class,” I tell her. “One of his packmates is a female Omega. He found this online, ordered one for himself. He said they both enjoyed themselves.” I look down at the white box, photos of the blue cock ring and matching wireless remote prominently displayed, the words “Pleasure Knot” in bold typeface along the side.
“Zeph.” Her hands cover mine, compel me to look back at her, the expression on her face kind and full of understanding. “Being with you was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced.” She squeezes my hands. “I love you for you. We don’t need this.”
“Please,” I breathe. “Please, can we try it?” I grasp at my aching chest.
I don’t fit the mold. I’m not what I should be, not what’s intended. Even if I’d never been in Tenebrosa, that would still be true.
I need this. Every fiber of my being screams for it.
Nyx’s hands cradle my face, turn me to her, those dark eyes swimming. “Of course,” she whispers. “Whatever you want, Zeph, it’s yours.”
Joy, pure and unadulterated, floods my body as a relieved smile breaks across my face. “Thank you, Nyx.” My voice nearly cracks. “Let’s just try it. If either of us hates it, we’ll be rid of it.”
She nods silently, and before she can look away, I toss the box to the mattress behind me, scoop her face into my hands and kiss her lips, slow and gentle. My tongue flicks across the seam of her mouth, and she hums with delight, opens her mouth for her tongue to meet mine. My hand slides down the side of her neck, across her clavicle where I left my mark on her forever, anddown to her breast, which I grip tight, sighing into her mouth as she moans.
Emboldened, I pinch her nipple through her shirt and breathe, “I want you. Now.”
Her laugh is nearly a giggle. “Looking to break in the new bed configuration?”
“Looking to fuck that tight pussy.”
She moans on a sigh and rises from the bed, her perfume blooming in time with mine. I stand as well, and we both tear at our own clothes. As soon as her breasts are free, I swoop in and capture a nipple in my mouth, sink my teeth into her flesh, drawing a gasp from her lips. She grips my hair at the back of my head, drawing my face deeper into her softness.
Bending, I scoop her into my arms, hold her against my chest and bring her with me down to the mattress, pulling her on top of me as I lie on my back. Nyx straddles my thighs and sits upright, my cock standing straight up in front of her gushing pussy, warm slick coating my skin. That fresh rain scent eases a weight in my chest I hadn’t realized was there until it was gone.
Her gaze falls to my face, her hips rocking side to side as she speaks, her fingers tracing absently along my abs. “Do you want to try your toy?”
“Yes,”I hiss with delight, twist my upper body to seek out the box. I make quick work of the packaging once it’s in my grasp, pull the ring and remote out and throw the cardboard on the floor. Biting my lower lip, I look up at Nyx, hand her the items.
She grins down at me, dark eyes sparkling, fiery hair fanned over her shoulders as she takes the ring and closes my fist over the remote. “You should keep control of that,” she tells me with a little saucy wink that makes my dick hop. Then she does something that makes the world stand still.
Nyx takes that ring, brings it to her pussy and coats it good with her slick. My mouth waters as she holds it over my achingcock, glistening with her juices, and circles it around the head, drawing a sigh from me as she coats my dick with her delicious, slippery scent. Then, she begins to slide the ring down my cock, slow. It’s a bit tight, wonderfully so, my hips jerking from the sensation. Once the ring is seated at the base, a groan rips from my chest, the device squeezing my flesh.
“It feels good,” I whisper, an ache building at the base of my spine already that makes me jolt with worry.
I will not come before I’m inside my love. Before I use this to knot her pussy.
“Please, darlin’,” I whine. “Ride me.”
It’s her turn to bite her lower lip as she positions herself to hover over my cock, slick running down her inner thighs. She grips me with one hand, and I gasp when her tight opening swallows the head of my dick, and she moans like it’s the best thing she’s ever felt.
I feel the same.
Until she drops, her hips meet mine, and her pussy swallows my cock in a vice-like sleeve of hot, slick flesh.
