“You’re so hard,” Jake remarked. “I see your dick twitching. It wants to be inside me.”
My throat tightened and I swallowed the lump in it. “I want to fuck you so badly.”
Without warning, Jake lowered himself in one motion. His asshole enveloped the head of my cock. I let out a cry while he moaned.
“Yes,” he murmured, an expression of bliss on his face. “Stretch me out like that.”
I was obligated to comply. I grasped his hips, and when he didn’t object, I slowly helped lower him down until half my cock was inside of his ass.
“Shit,” Jake whined, his dominant persona breaking for a moment. “Fuck, that feels good. Keep going.”
He was hot and tight - the position was working his muscles, so they flexed around me, making him even tighter than the first time we had sex.
“M-my knot,” I muttered.
Jake glanced down. Now I was hard enough that my knot had swollen up, stuck outside of his body.
“Put it in,” Jake commanded.
I grunted and shifted, trying to push it inside. “You’re too tight.”
With a scowl, Jake outstretched his hand to my face and said, “Spit.”
I cast him an incredulous look before realizing he was serious. Feeling obscene, I let the saliva pool in my mouth before spitting it into his palm. He quickly slapped it onto my knot. Combined with the slick of his hole, it was wet enough for me to slip inside of him in one hard motion.
Overwhelming tightness clamped around my entire cock. My knot pushed against his walls, stretching him out. I felt it swelling even more, excited by being inside of an omega’s slick and willing ass.
Jake threw his head back and nearly screamed. I wondered if the neighbors heard through the walls. His eyes were crazed.
“Yes,” he panted. “Right there.”
I noticed tears in the corners of his eyes. I broke character to ask, “Are you okay?”
Jake nodded and wiped them away. “It’s fine. You better not take it out.”
I hesitated. “Jake, have you ever been knotted before?”
Jake narrowed his eyes. “No. Congratulations.”
I thought he might have been sarcastic, but I realized by the glint of pain in his face that he was telling the truth. This was his first time ever taking an alpha’s knot.
Then an entirely different realization hit me and I sucked in a sharp breath.
“Jake - ”
“What?” he snapped. “Why aren’t you fucking me?”
Although part of me was amused at his demanding enthusiasm, we suddenly both had a much bigger problem.
“Jake, listen,” I said urgently. “We forgot a condom.”
Jake froze. A hundred emotions crossed his face before settling on a disgruntled scowl. “Shit,” he muttered. He bit his lip, then asked, “Can you get out? I have a bunch in the drawer.”
But cold dread hit me. “I can’t. I’m knotted. We’re stuck together until my knot goes away.”
Jake panicked. “What? But you got itinsideme!”
“Going in is easier than getting back out,” I told him. His inexperience was showing now - if he had taken a knot before, he would have known that.
