Page 54 of Knot His Beast


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Bentley slides his hand from my ass to my hip, dragging his blunt nails across the V line of the muscle before I feel his fingers wrap around my shaft. He growls as I whine, as I meet him thrust for thrust, pumping my cock into his fist as my alpha begins hammering himself in my ass.

My orgasm coils tight in my belly as slick pours out of me, my perfume mixing with Bentley’s chopped wood scent perfectly as it nearly replaces all of the oxygen in the room. I claw and scratch at his shoulders before I reach up with one hand and tug the hair tie in his hair free, the long blond strands falling in my face as Bentley purrs loudly, his pace quickening even more when I dig my fingers in his hair and pull at the roots.

“Fuck,” he grunts against my neck before a muffled roar replaces his words, as his hips pump wildly and his knot begins to swell.

My back arches as I feel the first rope of my cum against my stomach but I don’t stop moving. I don’t stop fucking his fist as my orgasm rips through me, don’t stop fucking my ass on his cock, even when his knot is fully seated and swollen to the point where I can barely move.

“Alpha,” I scream as I feel him start to come, as I feel Bentley’s cum fire deep inside my body, sating the need and pain with each rope that fires from his cock.

I’m nearly sobbing as we orgasm together, coming in a never ending stream, my climax covering my belly and chest as I feel his cum begin to spill out of my ass.

It feels like we come forever and I can’t find words to express the peace and relief it brings. I can’t find any words, actually, because if I did, I’d be begging this beautiful man to bite me, tomake me his forever, but the connection between my brain and mouth has momentarily been severed.

“I love you,” Bentley whispers as he drags his lips up my throat until his pretty blue eyes connect with mine. “I love you, Tav.”

I nod as tears immediately well in my eyes, breathing heavily as I force the words out.

“I… I love you… too.”

He gives me a gorgeous smile before he kisses my lips, a hungry kiss that doesn’t last long enough and he chuckles when I whine in protest. “We have a very small window, baby, and I want you to drink some water.”

“Not yet.” I tighten my arms around him as I hitch my thigh over his hip, both of us shuddering from the sensation. “Please.”

Bentley searches my face then nods. “Sixty seconds, then you hydrate.”

I open my mouth to argue, to try to string together some sort of snarky response, but I don’t get the chance. Not when my alpha lets go of my dick and slides his hand between my legs, caressing my balls before he goes further to where we’re joined. I feel him gather his cum that’s leaking out of me, bringing it back up my body, mixing it with my cum on my stomach until he’s pushing it up my throat and smearing it over my lips. He kisses me then, his tongue slipping in my mouth and the second I taste both of us, it sends me into orbit.

I try to pull him closer, try to drink him in as my dick gets hard all over again. “Alpha,” I whine into his mouth but Bentley just grins that shit eating grin as he breaks our kiss.

“Water, then more fucking.”

Jerk.

But he’s mine.

Bentley is mine, and he’s trying to take care of me in ways I didn’t know I wanted or needed, and I can’t help the way I fall even more in love with him for it.

CHAPTER 17

Octavian

Four days later

With a sightoo dreamy for my liking, I stretch my arms over my head before rolling my neck from side to side.

I’ve never gone through a heat like that before.

When I was in Illinois, Mandy used my first heat and each one that followed as a selling point so I was always with some raging asshole when it hit. Since I’ve been out here, it’s been better but didn’t start that way. I’ve been lucky enough to find meds to help with all of that shit over the last decade, but the first time I went into heat after I moved out here was terrible. I didn’t have anyone to help me get meds yet, and I wasn’t about to find any idiot with a knot to help give me what my body clearly needed, so I powered through the best I could, almost died, then worked hard to find what I could use for the next time.

Needless to say, meds have been my friend, and I’ve managed ok.

I’ve never been very good at being an omega because I don’t like being one, but right now, I feel more like an omega than I ever have.

Going through my heat with Bentley, being able to let my body do what it was designed to do with an alpha who is not only my scent match but actually loves me, it was an experience I’m not sure I’ll ever forget.

And I won’t lie, it makes me kind of excited for the next time mother nature decides to be the cunt she is.

I am, however, sore as fuck.