“I haven’t,” Dash replied, allowing his head to fall back. “Not with a man.”
“I find that… hard to believe,” Emerson growled.
Emerson fisted Dash’s hard cock and stroked it, matching their pace. The dual sensation was too much stimulation for his mind and body to take in all at once. Dash’s testicles retracted tight to the base of his cock, the tension reaching a boiling point much too rapidly.
Dash released one hand from Emerson’s thigh and pinched the base of his cock, praying he could stop the impending orgasm from slamming into him. Emerson’s fingertips bruised one hip as he dug in hard, urging Dash faster, not slower. His hand flew over Dash’s cock. The dam deep inside Dash threatened to break with each passing second. Closer and closer they sped towards the edge, until a violent shudder tore through him. On the next plunging thrust, Dash came down all the way.
Onto Emerson’s knot.
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Dash’s ass stretched around the thick swell, taking Emerson all the way down to the root. Rising, he came off it and then plunged right down on it again. On the third downward thrust, his back bowed, an orgasm shattering him within seconds of Emerson’s knot entering him. He let out a harsh growl, cum shooting from his cock, dropping in small puddles across Emerson’s chest and leaking across those big, thick fingers wrapped around his length. Emerson answered with a roar, jetting deep within Dash, the knot swelling thicker and locking them together.
He leaned forward and laid his palms on Emerson’s chest, gasping for air. The wide stretch of the knot was too much stimEliott for his beleaguered body to fully process—yetsomehowit didn’t hurt. It rode the edge of pain, but the pleasure was so incredibly powerful there was only room for that in his body. Glancing down, he silently gasped. Emerson’s cock was so big that the head pressed out, forming a bump just above Dash’s belly button. He stroked his hand over it, and Emerson groaned, writhing under him.
How?How had he managed to take Emerson so deep? The entire knot? He couldn’t do it with a dildo, so how the fuck had he done it with Emerson’smuchlarger one?
Once he’d filled his lungs enough and his breathing calmed, he lifted his gaze to Emerson.
Emerson stared up at him with a wide-eyed, horrified look on his face.
Panic clawed into Dash. He pulled up, frustrated to learn they wereindeedlocked as one. If there was ever a time he needed escape, it was now.
“What?” Dash asked, frowning and pretending what just happened was normal when they both knew it wasn’t.
“Youtookmy knot.”
“You said you had a kink. I gave you what you wanted.”
Emerson’s frown grew.“Dash…two fingersmade you wince a few minutes ago.”
Dash pulled his gaze away, worried he’d crossed a line and exposed himself. “I didn’t plan it. I’m sorry.”
“There’s no reason to be sorry,” Emerson said. “I’m just worried I’m hurting you.Am I?”
There was no pain. The constant pulses of Emerson’s cock filling him with seed were erotic as fuck. He felt the warmth of it in his guts. Dash trembled all over with what felt like another mild orgasm. No, he absolutelywasn’tin any pain. Far from it. “No.”
“Dash…?”
“What?” Dash spat, his walls coming up quickly.
“Look at me.” When Dash didn’t comply, Emerson repeated it more firmly, using a finger to hook his chin.“Lookat me.”
Dash pulled his chin from Emerson’s reach.
“Dash…please…”
After a few seconds, Dash forced his gaze to the alpha’s.
“Am I hurting you?”
Dash took a deep, cleansing breath. “No. You’re not.”
Emerson stared at him, clearly confused.
Dash tensed, sensing there would be more questions. Questions he didn’t want to answer.
“How?”Emerson asked.
