He stroked his cock again, slowly, while I rocked my hips almostwildly.
His tail slid between my legs, and when the tip of it teased my clit, I came hard.
My slickness coated his thigh as I panted, coming down from the high to watch a satisfied-looking Grayson stroke himself a little rougher than before.
His breathing grew heavier, and he came with a low growl. The base of his cock swelled as he came all over his abdomen, and I watched in hot fascination as his knot grew and thickened until it wasdefinitelytoo big to slip out of any woman's body.
"What does it feel like?" I asked, lifting a hand to it.
When I looked at him, silently asking permission, he dragged my hand to his cock, wrapped it around his knot, and squeezed hard.
He snarled as he came again, coating my hand with his release.
"How long does it last?" I murmured.
"A few minutes if you leave it alone. Up to an hour if you don't."
"Anhour?"
He grunted in agreement, closing his eyes and gritting out a quiet curse. "Yeah. You should probably let go."
"Why?"
"Because I'm having a really hard time not rolling you over and fucking you until this knot deflates."
"Could you hurt me?"
"No. Can't fit it inside you now." He swore viciously. With a jerk of his tail, he had me flat on my back with my thighs open wide. "Don't move. I didn't grind my claws down."
"What do you mean, don't—oh, god." I choked out the word as he filled me with four of his fingers. His thumb stayed on my clit, pressing hard, as he came all over my hand again.
"You seem like you're in control," I gasped out, my body trembling from the effort it took to stay still as he circled my clit slowly with his thumb. I came hard, crying out loudly, and sucked in deep breaths as everything spun. His claw grazed the side of my clit, and the moan that escaped me was so, insanely needy.
"I'm in more control than I expected. Not fully, though."
"I'm supposed to enforce the rules."
"Fuck the rules." He gritted the words out.
"You wanted me to be in charge. If you want to be inside me until your knot is gone, I have to be on top."
He growled. "No."
"Then you don't get to fuck me."
He hissed another curse. His cock throbbed in my hand. I loosened my grip, and he muttered something under his breath that sounded like"Fucking stubborn fae queen".
Then he pulled his fingers free, dragged me onto his lap, and buried his cock inside me. The slickness of my pleasure and his release made the tight fit manageable.
My lips parted with the sudden stretch, and when my opening met the top of his knot, I knew he was telling the truth.
There was no way in hell it would fit inside me. Not right now.
He snarled and rocked my hips for me, fucking me from below.
"Wrap your hand around it. I want it to last," I breathed.
Grayson's eyes were hot as he wrapped his hand around his knot while I moved my hips slowly, riding him.
