Her eyes are wide as saucers, and if I weren’t on the edge of madness, I’d chuckle at her reaction. She gets all that she wants; that’s the house's rules. I push my cock into her until I bottom out, all five piercings inside her. I was young when I got them, at the time I wanted something outside my knot. The absence of an Omega made me resent that part of my anatomy, and I preferred to be the pierced guy rather than the lumpy cock guy. It was fucking stupid, but now, watching her take it all? I’m pleased with young me. After a moment to let her breathe, I started moving. I thrusted against her plump ass, arriving in fucking paradise as I go.
She grips me like a vise, squirming under me, and I sink my hand into her hair, letting her cheek come off the table for a breather. She whimpers my name, her little nails scraping against the table, and it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
My knot hits against her entrance, begging to come in, and even though it’s what she asked for, I’m unsure if she can take me. It’s snug as it is. I can’t imagine fitting even more of me inside her.
“Give me your knot, Major,” she begs as if she’s reading my mind. “I can take it.”
I pull her by the hair and bring her to me, her back to my chest, never stopping fucking her. “Are you sure you can take it?”
She nods. “I can take all of you. You’re going to see. Give it to me.”
This woman has me wrapped around her finger. I release her hair and angle her back to the table. She stays up on her elbows this time,watching me with those big brown eyes as I squeeze the biggest part of my cock inside her.
“Oh god,” she moans, her head falls, but she pushes her ass against me.
“Just a little more, baby girl.” I grit my teeth. “You can take just a little more.”
“Please, please, please.”
My knot squeezes into her, a fucking torture I never knew was possible. As if I’m not already on the edge of the precipice, her pussy quakes around my cock, and she’s coming with a whimper. Her muscles give in, and she falls completely to the table, soft and pliable. Bright light blinds me, shuddering pleasure runs through my body, and I lose all sense of myself as I fuck her even deeper than before.
She has all of me inside her, and I want more. I need more. I want her cunt to be shaped like my cock. I want her to be mine in a way that is even more than scent-matching. With curses spilling from my lips, I come.
It’s nothing like I’ve ever experienced. Knotting someone for the first time feels divine, but even more because it’s her. She makes me new, changing every cell of my body, and suddenly, there’s nothing before or after her. There’s only her.
I fall forward, my chest to her back, but I keep my elbows up, afraid that I’m going to hurt her. Her cunt pulses around me, and I can feel her heartbeat. I brush her hair away from her face and kiss her temple.
“Are you okay?”
“Better than okay.” She smiles.
That smile is finally aimed at me. Fuck. I've wanted that since I first saw her. I begged her to like me like she likes everyone else.
“We can’t move while you’re knotted,” I explain. “It’ll wean off soon.”
She nods, the smile still playing on her lips as if she’s not worried to be attached to me a little longer. It’s ridiculous the amount of pride that swells inside my chest. Sighing happily with my knot deep inside her, I can’t hold myself back and give her another kiss, making her giggle.
“What’s that one for?”
I shake my head. “Nothing.”
Everything.
“Jesse was right,” I confess. “It’s better to have you now than never. I’m sorry it took me so long to see it.”
She lifts on her elbow, my hands find the softness of her belly, bringing her back up and against my chest.
“It’s okay,” she says with her palm against my cheek. “You’re here, and that’s all that matters.”
My eyes drop to her mouth, and I dive in, kissing her for the first time. She gasps against my lips, and I swallow it all, hungry for more. I lick her lips, asking for permission, and she opens her mouth to me, her little tongue coming out and making me groan into the kiss.
It’s a counterproductive activity, since kissing her just makes my knot swell, and it feels like it’ll never let her go. I don’t mind much, I’m pretty sure every part of me agrees that she should stay where she is with my cock deep inside her. If all it takes is to tie her to a bed and take turns knotting her? Well, that could be arranged.
She’s still wearing the dress, though she’s completely naked from the waist down. From where I stand, I can perfectly see the way her chest pushes against the fabric of her dress, those nipples still hard from all the stimulation. I take her into my hands, my thumb traveling over the pebbled nipple until she squeezes my cock with a little gasp.
“I’m never leaving. My place is right inside you,” I confess and steal another kiss.
“I always knew that,” she sighs.
