I choked out a strangled laugh. “Yes, you knotted me. What did you think would happen?”
I heard the hesitation in his voice. “I didn’t think we would be stuck together. I guess I thought when people said they were locked together, they were speaking metaphorically. Like, you know, now we’re locked together emotionally.”
I looked over my shoulder, taking in his shocked expression and the blush working its way across his cheeks.
“Ben, you have a massive balloon at the base of your cock inflated in me, and you thought people were speakingmetaphorically?”
Ben leaned over me and grabbed my hips so we were firmly tucked together.
“Fuck, I’m so sorry, precious. I really didn’t think we were going to be literally stuck together. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I wanted our first time to be romantic, but instead, I knotted you over the kitchen counter.”
The ridiculousness of the situation took away my residual distress from earlier in the day. I couldn’t believe my alpha hadn’t understood what knotting meant. I laughed so hard that little contractions rippled through my core. Suddenly, Ben grunted as he came again, which set off my orgasm. I moaned into the counter with pleasure.
“Did you just fucking make both of us come throughlaughing?” he asked incredulously, making me laugh harder. Finally, he joined in, the two of us caught up in giggles, folded over the kitchen island in the middle of the night.
Once our laughter settled down, Ben ran his hands gently down my spine. “I can’t believe I did this. Are you in pain? Am I crushing you?”
“I’m fine, definitely not in pain,” I said as I pushed back against him, and pleasure lit up my insides. “I hope you know I won’t ever let you live this down, though,” I teased.
Ben groaned and leaned forward, resting his head on my shoulder. “How long are we going to be stuck like this?”
“It depends,” I said, resting my head on my arms with a smile. This position was definitely not the most comfortable for an extended time, but being connected to Ben made me feel giddy and safe.
“Depends on what?” he asked, his hips jerking in another involuntary thrust. “Did Theo knot you?”
“Mmm, yeah, he did. I’m not sure how long we were locked together. I fell asleep. But maybe like thirty minutes?”
“You’re kidding me. Why didn’t people explain knotting to me more clearly?”
“I mean, I think they did. You’re the romantic one who thought they weren’t being literal.” I wiggled my ass at him, and he moaned. “Okay, here’s what we’re going to do. Grab my hips and hold me to you. Then slowly lean back and use the wall to help lower yourself down. Then we’ll both be sitting, which will be more comfortable.”
Ben grumbled, but he did it. His hands wrapped around my hips so hard I knew I would bruise, but I loved it. I wanted his marks all over me.
I groaned and whined in pleasure as he moved me into a seated position in his lap, and his knot tugged and ground against my most sensitive parts. Once I was seated on his lap, he banded his arms around me—one around my waist and the other around my breasts.
He murmured in my ear, “I’m so sorry. I really had no clue it would be like this.”
I smiled. “So, I’m guessing you’ve never knotted anyone.”
“Obviously,” he groaned out.
“Do you… do you like it?” I asked, suddenly feeling unsure. I was realizing how much praise my omega needed—thatIneeded—to feel secure.
“Do I like it?” he asked incredulously. “This is by far the hottest, sexiest fucking thing I have ever experienced. Your pretty little cunt is gripping my knot so hard I’m on the verge of coming again just sitting here. If we weren’t in such an inconvenient location, I would see if we could beat the record for longest time locked together because I never want to leave the heaven of your sweet pussy.”
My lips parted in a small gasp as slick gushed around his knot at how turned on I was at his words. I wriggled in his lap, needing friction.
“If you don’t want to be here all night, you need to stop moving, precious. That feels too damn good.”
I ignored him and kept rocking against him. “It makes me really happy that I’m the first person you’ve knotted.”
“Me too. Nothing could feel as good as you do right now.” He kissed the back of my neck and cupped my breasts.
I experimented with trying to bounce up and down on his knot. “I’m pretty comfortable right now, actually. And you feel so good, alpha.”
Ben growled, grabbing my hips and guiding my movements, thrusting as much as he could with the way we were locked together. Pleasure shot through me like little lightning bolts. After a few moments, Ben snaked a hand around to play with my clit, quickly building my orgasm.
“So beautiful, my perfect mate.”
