Page 47 of Knot A Chance

He growled and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Fuck, I want to make you a nest that smells so strongly of me that you can never not smell like me again.”

I practically bounced with excitement as I grabbed his cheeks and gave him a hard kiss. “Yes. And then piss on me and come on me so I’m covered in your scent.”

Bennett’s chest rumbled as he started moving us toward the door. “Be careful what you wish for, Felix.”

“I’m so glad this new relationship is working out for you, and that you both seem open to watersports,” Ally said. “But if you wish to discuss any other dick-related activities, please do it outside of my bar.”

Bennett pushed the front door open with his foot. “We actually do need to listen to her because I might kill the first person who scents you and takes one single step toward you.”

“Possessive fucker,” I whispered before biting him on the nose, still grinding my hard dick against him, my cock craving the friction.

Bennett set me down next to his truck which was parked on the curb in front of the bar. The White Fang was on Main Street in Mirror Lake, and the scene looked like any stereotypical small town in the Northeast. It was part of what made the Lakes Region so charming. All of our towns looked the same, all of them brushing against different parts of the lake. In the fall, people came here to see the foliage and experience the colorful, small-town charm. In the summer, they came for the lake. The rest of the year, Mirror Lake was just for us.

“Do you need anything from your car?” Bennett asked.

“My sweatshirt!” I yelled, grabbing onto his shirt in desperation. Having Bennett’s sweatshirt suddenly felt like a matter of life and death.

Great, I’m going to be such a needy asshole and he’s going to leave me after this. This is even worse than usual.

I pulled him in for another kiss. “I’m so sorry, I can already tell I’m going to be unbearably clingy and needy. I’ll probably even whine, which is humiliating. Do you know I begged my parents to make me anything other than an omega—not that they had any control, of course—and my mom was so narcissistic that she said she hoped I wasn’t an omega too because she liked getting all the attention.”

Bennett grabbed my shoulders. “First of all, that’s horrible, and we’re going to talk about that later. Second, I want to feel needed by you, Felix. This is happening a lot earlier in the relationship than I expected—”

“Yeah, I’d say. Our first date was yesterday and now I’m humping your leg on the street.” I looked down at my hips moving along Bennett’s thigh of their own volition. “I literally don’t think I can stop this,” I moaned, the friction feeling so good and only enhancing the need I felt growing deep in my belly.

Bennett kissed my forehead. “What I’m trying to say is that I’m genuinely crazy about you and you’re not going to scare me off no matter how clingy you are for the next few days.”

“What about your garage?” I asked.

Bennett took a step back. “Already asked Calvin to keep things running for a few days. Now stand here.”

Bennett jogged to where I’d parked my car in the small parking lot along the side of the bar and came back with my sweatshirt. I lifted my arms and whined as soon as he returned, waiting for him to put it on me.

“We have to stop at my place so I can get supplies for your nest,” he said, pulling the sweatshirt over my body. I curled into it. “I assume you want to be in your own space?”

“Yes.”

Can I curl up in your lap now?

Bennett opened the truck door and ushered me in before jogging around the hood and getting behind the wheel. “My house is about ten minutes from here, and then it’ll be only five more to your apartment.”

I nodded, bringing the cuffs of his sweatshirt to my face and breathing deeply. Bennett put his hand on my knee and I whimpered, shifting my hips as I tried to move his hand onto my dick. “Please,” I begged. “Touch me. Just a little bit.”

He chuckled. “You know a little bit won’t help at all.” He slid his hand up my thigh and cupped my dick.

I groaned loudly as I canted my hips up to meet his hand, humping him again. After several minutes, he grabbed my cock and squeezed, pulling the truck into the driveway of a gray ranch-style house.

“Is this where you live?” I asked.

“Yep.” He squeezed my dick one more time. “You going to be okay for a minute? You can come in with me, but it’ll be faster if you wait here.”

I nuzzled into his chest. “Hurry. I want a nest.”

“I know, baby,” he said. He kissed my head. “I’ll be right back.”

I covered my face with the sleeves of his sweatshirt again. A sharp pain lit up my stomach as another cramp made me double over. “Oh fuck,” I yelled.

Way to ignore the signs this morning and get yourself into this situation, Felix.