Page 16 of Knot Letting You Go


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“You’re still squeezing me so tight, kitten, your body needs more of my come doesn’t it? Lew will drive for fucking hours if we need.”

“I missed you, that’s the only reason I won’t let you go.”

“I know you missed me. I missed you too.”

I kneel up with her still embedded on my knot and reach over to the hidden compartment under the seat.

“Pick one, micina. You are not finished, not by a long shot. But since you’re so insistent…”

“Koz, you’re the one that made the call on an early dinner.”

“True. Dinner before we fly out. Which one are you going to wear while I feed you?”

Raney’s hand goes towards the bigger dildo, but at the last moment, she picks up the smaller one.

“I wasn’t joking. You know how to look after me, Koz. This will keep me nice and full until we’re flying, and then I want you to lick…”

I slap my hand over her mouth. “I know what you want. Stop fucking talking.” My hips thrust a little quicker. Just her speaking about me licking her out has my balls drawing up inside me, ready to empty inside her again.

Instead, I bury my hand between the both of us and massage my knot enough for me to pull out. Pushing her forward so she’s on all fours, she twists around to see what the hold-up is. Her eyes hood when she sees me sucking on her dildo until it’s nice and warm before I push it inside. And yeah, she was fucking lying about her being done, it’s not hard to miss the way she rocks back and forward as I put it in.

“You’re having a heat spike, micina.”

After a small moan, she answers, her voice dipping low suggestively. “Well, lucky it’s a long flight home then, isn’t it? You can help me manage it.”

Sitting back on my heels, I admire the view in front of me. I wish I could stop touching her, but it’s hopeless to try. I glide my fingers through her ripe pussy, scooping up her slick and taking the time to lick my fingers clean before I answer.

“We can skip dinner if you’re still hungry, Koz,” she purrs.

“You say that now, Raney. I know you; you eat more than I do, and you’ve been eating that organic and balanced vitamin shit they serve at Unity. I’m taking you to eat, and then I’m dining on your slit all the way back to finally sort this pack bullshit out. Seriously, the second our signatures are on those pack forms, I’m bending you over and putting my claim on your skin before I saturate your womb with my seed. I’m breeding you, pure and simple.”

“What about what I want?” She laughs.

“It is what you want. It wasn’t the right time before, it is now. The charges the Central Bureau of Investigation and Justice were trying to pin on me were dropped overnight.” She goes to spin around, but I stop her. “I’ll update you when you’re sitting next to me and I’m feeding you,” I say as I dip down for a quick bite on the fleshy part where her ass meets the top of her thighs. She squeaks, though the noise changes as I twist the dildo, making sure she’s comfortable. “Is that okay?”

Nodding her head, she turns to look at me. As I smooth her skirt down, her eyes are nearly black. “I might need some underwear, baby, you’ve got me so wet.”

I rumble into her ear as I help her pull on some panties. “This is practice for very soon, micina, because aside from the way that dildo keeps you nicely stretched for me, it’s keeping all my come inside you. And I like that a lot.”

Raney laughs, it’s low and breathy. Once again confirming her heat is fast approaching, “I never would have guessed the first time I met you, you were a stuffer. You enjoy keeping me full and stretched, don’t you?”

“Strange, but I seem to remember you suggesting that before I could.”

“Well, we quickly discovered how bad you are at making smart business decisions when you and I are locked together.” She laughs because it is in fact very true. That one slip up cost me hundreds of thousands of dollars. Worth it. Every cent I lost was worth it, but she’s right, when we’re together, my focus is fucked up.

She wiggles that pert ass of hers in my face like the little demon she is, not disputing my answer. And it’s impossible to argue. Raney’s heats, when they are handled properly, are full of days of exhausting but immense pleasure.

Before I can say another word, the both of us feel the slowing of the car. And a moment later, Lew informs us we’ve arrived. Of course, like I suspected, Raney’s tummy growls. The slap of her hand over it doesn’t hide the sound it makes either.

Her eyes fly to mine, full of humour. I shake my head. “You get us a table, I’ll order.”

“I want onion rings, Koz.” She grins again as she walks off, her limp not as pronounced.

“No chance, micina.”

ChapterEight

RANEY