Page 119 of Knot Only For One Night

“Esper,” he moans, kissing my lips as he grabs under my thighs, hoisting my legs up higher, his thrusts getting deeper. I try to match his pace, lifting my hips in time with his but his grip on my thighs and my hips in the air renders me motionless. All I can do is take the onslaught of pleasure my alpha is giving me.

“My Moonlight, fuck, you take me so well.” He goes so deep I can feel him in my chest. The rut washes over him, and I get to watch as he succumbs to it. His dick hits that sweet spot in me over and over again.

I can’t speak. Completely full of him. My core is spasming as I come, my hands gripping the bedsheets so tight I fear I’ll rip a hole in them.

Squeezing my eyes shut, I let the feeling completely relax my body. Asher hasn’t come yet, and that realization makes my eyes dart back open.

“Ash?” The question comes out half as a moan. His thrusts have slowed a bit, more intentional as his fingers dip to where we’re connected, swiping my slick and bringing the hand to his lips.

“I need this bottled up, Moonlight, but right now, I need another hit. Can you do that for me baby?”

My body instantly listens, heating up again as sweat covers my forehead. My core is tight again as he lifts me up and turns, pressing me against the wall.

“Asher.” His name is a plea on my lips, and he takes me to another orgasm, this one much more powerful than the last. Something I wasn’t even sure I could do outside of a heat so quickly.

“More, baby,” he says and I whine. Everything feels so good but I’m so tired. My hand is weak on his shoulders. I huff like I’ve run a marathon. I latch onto his eyes again, a bit of concern in his, his eyebrows furrow a bit and I nod.

“Anything,” I say. I’ve read that ruts last a while. Takes a lot from both the rutter and the one being rutted. “Knot me. Please. Asher.”

I need it almost as much as he did. A rut can only go down once he knots.

“I just… don’t want this to end.” His voice cracks, his thrusts growing jagged and uneven.

“It won’t, we have forever,” I mutter, meaning every word. “You are my alpha, regardless of anything else. You are mine.”

“Oh fuck,” he mutters. The edge of his knot tickles my entrance, and I moan at the contact.

“Asher. Now,” I say, using my omega bark. I swing my body as much as I can so he falls back onto the bed. Using his strong shoulders as support, I slam down on his knot. It blooms inside me, filling perfectly as we both come.

I freeze, letting the moment soak over me, and smile.

“You’re the perfect one, Asher,”

“Impossible, not when you exist in this world.” I kiss my alpha, locked to him, and knowing I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

My teeth ache and I kiss him harder. My omega begs to bond with him. Our teeth clash, and my tongue lashes out at him as I struggle to keep my instincts in check.

It’s not our time yet.

Damn Reed for doing this to me.

I take to biting his bottom lip, being a bit rougher than I expected.

“Sorry,” I mutter, breathless and so exhausted. Asher smiles, shaking his head and leaning forward to capture my lips again. His hands slide into my hair, pulling me close and gosh, I want to make this alpha mine. Permanently mine. “I’m trying to be good. But you’re making that hard.”

“Then don’t.”

I freeze. We’re about five millimeters away from each other. His scent swarms me like sunlight on a clear day. His hazel eyes are on mine, and I watch. Waiting for him to take it back.

“Reed—”

“He’ll figure it out,” Asher says, but I shake my head. My mom’s words remind me that Reed is still an omega at the end of the day. When I bond with someone next… it needs to be him.

I shake my head again, and Asher nods. “I’m sorry,” he says, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to lay flat against him. He leans back down on the bed, grabbing the sheet and pulling it over us. “I just… I want your bond, both your bonds. My alpha⁠—”

“I know,” I say, patting his chest and wrapping my arms around his sides. “Me too.”

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