“Harry.” Selene sits up, her breaths coming fast, and she scoots closer. There’s an intensity on her face I haven’t seen before as she pushes against my chest. I raise an eyebrow at her.
“What is it?”
Her lips screw up in a frown as she pushes against me again, like she’s trying to knock me onto my back.
Oh, that is what she’s doing. I’ve simply never seen her so forward.
So obediently, I lean back in the nest, extending my legs out in front of me, and she puffs out her chest with triumph. Now my cock is standing straight up like a lamppost, and Selene gazes down at it. She smiles at the sight.
“You’re very handsome,” she says, her gaze traveling up to mine.
I’ve never been complimented that way, so all I can think to say is, “Oh. Thank you.”
She giggles as she shuffles closer. Then, suddenly, she lifts one leg and repositions herself so she’s poised on her knees right over my groin.
Wait, isthatwhat she’s going to do?
Selene grins as she spreads the lips of her cunt wide, and I’m pleased to find this version of her coming out to play. Perhaps she is not so meek after all.
SELENE
I need his knot right now, and I’m tired of games. Yes, Harry knows how to play my body like an expert musician, but I’m aching to be filled, and I can’t wait any longer.
His blue eyes are focused on mine, an easy smile on his face as he wraps one hand around his knot to keep his cock pointed straight up. I’ve never tried to do such a thing before, so I know I must look awkward as I lower myself down, hoping I land in the right spot.
“A little more this way,” Harry says, guiding me by the hip with his other hand. And then I feel it: the sloped head of his cock gently pressing through my opening. Just this slight stretch makes my eyes roll back in my head, and reflexively, I press down harder.
Harry groans as I take in even more of him, the weight of my body bringing him deeper. Unlike our first time, now my channel accommodates him much more easily, without any burn at all. I sigh with the utmost contentment as Harry fills me, all the way up to the knot. That, I learned, takes a little more time.
When I open my eyes and look down, he’s staring up at me, awe and admiration in his eyes. How this wonderful man cares for me… I don’t know if I’ll ever understand. But I’m so glad he does, because I know for certain that I love him.
We remain like that for a moment, joined but unmoving, as Harry kisses my cheek, my jaw, my throat.
“Have I told you yet how beautiful you are?” he asks, peppering me with kisses. “Because you are the most exquisite creature I’ve ever laid eyes upon, inside and out.”
I giggle at his flattery. “You sure know how to show a girl a good time.”
“Only this girl. This one girl, who means everything to me.”
He cups my breast in one hand, smoothing his thumb over my nipple, and in answer, I tighten around his cock. His lips curl up in a grin as he softly thrusts upward, that knot nudging at where it wants to be.
I take his cue and lift myself up, nearly separating us, before sinking back down. My head falls back at the sheer bliss of this, of enveloping him, of being together this way.
For the first time since I was locked in that room, I truly feel free.
I rise and then fall, rise and fall, Harry’s hands cupped under my rear as he helps keep me aloft. I loop my arms around his neck and lean forward until I’m close enough to kiss him. His bushy beard tickles my chin as our lips collide, and the kiss is feverish as I move faster and faster. Every time I sink down, he brushes over a tender spot inside me, until I’m shaking and clenching around him.
“Selene,” Harry whispers, leaning his forehead against mine. “Please, let me knot you.”
He doesn’t have to ask me twice. My legs trembling, I lift myself off him. But I know what to do next. I know what I need. It’s an instinct to do it, to present myself to him, but I want him to know that I’m his.
Draping myself over the edge of the nest, I lift myself up onto my knees, so my ass is in the air in front of Harry. He inhales sharply, breath gusting over my back.
“What a good omega,” he says. “Showing yourself to me.” He grabs each cheek in his hands, squeezing them ashe sets my legs apart with one knee. Then I feel him position himself, and again, he glides in.
I let out a cry, spread apart in a new way at this angle. I feel him even more, every inch, but it’s still not enough as he sinks in deep on his first thrust.
But Harry isn’t in a rush as he pulls back, then sinks in again. This time, his knot butts up against my entrance, which is still too tight.
