The sensation of something poking me in the ass has me shifting as I wake, only to find I also have a hand groping my breast. A moan escapes me as I feel lips caress my throat and fingers lightly pinch my nipple. This isn’t a new experience over the last few weeks.
I like this kind of wake up call from Knots.
Rolling over to my back with my eyes closed, I reach and pull off my cami, exposing my breasts. He nibbles on my ear and slowly licks a trail of fire down my chest. Blowing on his watery path, my nipples pebble and he easily flicks his tongue around one before pulling it into his mouth with a moan.
His hand slides down my belly and I beat him to my shorts as I slide them and my underwear off. As his thick fingers rub across my clit, I grind my hip into his palm and moan as he rubs my clit in a circle. I feel the bed shift and his body slides over and between my legs.
Yes. Please and thank you.
His hands leisurely run up and down my legs before slowly pushing my legs further apart, giving me a slight burn. He gradually licks from my ass to clit before steadily sucking on my clit and I grab at the blankets.
“Fuck.”
His tongue is working my clit over like nothing else and it dawns on me that it feels so different, rough. Maybe he’s using a toy, even though Knots isn’t into toys. Opening my eyes, I find green ones staring back at me between my legs.
“Knox?” I ask in a daze. I definitely wasn’t expecting him, but I’m not complaining especially being this close to my orgasm.
Knox inserts two fingers into my pussy and curls them up, hitting my spot, and I explode, coming hard on his fingers.
Knox doesn’t waste a drop as he drinks and laps at my dripping pussy. “Mmm. Perfect.”
I try to catch my breath as Knox continues to slowly lick at my oversensitive clit and he chuckles as my legs spasm every so often.
“How…How did you get in here? I only went to bed with the—you were the kitten?” I accuse him, but there’s no heat to it.
He gives me a smile like the cat who ate the cream. And the fact that he’s still licking the cream, it’s guilty as hell. “It makes sense now that you hid under the bed as I changed.”
“Didn’t want to take liberties.”
I scoff and cross my arms, covering my breasts, and Knox growls.
“Don’t cover them.”
My eyebrows raise in shock and defiance, and his eyes start glowing while his voice drops as he maintains eye contact. “Don’t. Cover. Them.”
Turned on more by the command, I uncross my arms and bring them to my sides as he licks his lips. It takes me a moment, but then I remember I shouldn’t be staring a shifter in the fucking eyes. Out of respect, I drop my eyes down and I hear a deep rumble in his chest before him saying, “Good girl. Now play with your nipples. Show me what you like.”
There’s no argument in his tone and heat flares in my core as I catch his fiery stare at my breasts. His tongue slowly licks along my slit, and he adds one finger as his eyes don’t leave my chest while I twist and pinch my hard nipples. Moans slip unabated as my hips start to rock against his slow ministrations. “That’s it kitten, fuck my hand as you play with those tits. I want you to get yourself off again on my tongue and hand.”
It’s as if he gave me free range to let loose and enjoy myself. The only caveat is that he is what I need to use. I continue to grind against him until he adds another finger, making it impossible to slow down the impending orgasm. “Come,” he demands and expertly sucks hard on my clit. Heat engulfs me as my pussy spasms around his fingers, exploding with pleasure. My legs go weak as he praises me, “That’s a good girl.” He pulls out his fingers and licks them clean next.
Two orgasms before I’ve even touched him? Who does that? I reach out to him, but he’s already moving, licking and kissing his way back up to my lips where he claims my mouth. I love the idea of tasting myself on his lips, it’s as if he’s marking himself with my musk. He wraps his hand in my hair and pulls my head back, making my body bow.
“Knox, please,” I beg. I need him to quench this unbearable hunger in me, damnit.Did I just think unbearable hunger? Who am I right now?
The bed dips and my body falls to the pillowy mattress as he lets go of me. Propping myself up on my elbows, I look up and find Knox shaking his head and holding out his hands to stop me. “Wait. I can’t do this.”
“Are you kidding me? Why not?”
He runs his fingers through his hair and gives me a painful look.
“If it’s about birth con—” I start.
“No. It’s not that. I’m good for this month. It’s my beasts…”
“Fluffers?” What does his wolf have to do with this?
He gives me a warning look and it secretly thrills me that the name gets under his skin. “There’s a chance I’ll knot, inside you,” he hesitates and doesn’t meet my eyes.
