Page 118 of Knot Only For One Night

“I know, it’s not something bikers like you lot use, but⁠—”

“I’ll absolutely use it, Moonlight.” He grabs me by my hips and brings me in between his legs, reaching up and kissing my lips. My hands slip over his buzzcut hair that's growing out a bit and slide down to hold his neck.

“Thank you, Alpha. Consider yourself forgiven." I smile in our kiss and he swings me down on the bed. I let out a high shrill of a giggle as he climbs over me but pauses.

“Fuck,” he curses and jumps up.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just… nothing you need to—oh, damn." His face scrunches, and I pause in confusion, worry making my hands shake a bit at my alpha’s pained expression.

“What, Ash?” My voice is high-pitched, and my eyes search his body for any visible wounds, finding none.

“I…” He doesn’t finish his sentence, but he doesn’t have to. His very hard, very erect dick rubs against my belly as he tries to shift off of me. Sending us both into a spiral.

“Don’t feel pressured, Moon, I got this.”

“Let me help you,” I nearly whine, climbing over him, straddling him. His erection grinds just right over my pussy, and fuck, it feels incredible.

“Esper,” he moans my name like a song and it’s truly music to my ears. I rock my hips again, my skirt flaring around us, my underwear getting more and more wet as our scents bloom in the room.

The rough fabric of his pants hits just right, and I lean forward, smashing my lips with my alpha’s. His hands go for my hips, though he doesn’t encourage me to move them at all. As if he’s still nervous.

Time to get bold, then.

I hold my hand out for his. “Feel what you do to me, Alpha.”

His movements are slow as he places his hand in mine. Gaze hot and heavy. Lifting my skirt, I move my hips forward, sliding his middle and pointer finger down my seam.

I let out something between a moan and a whimper as he curls his fingers a bit.

“Are you gonna take care of me?” My lips linger by his ear and lightly rub over the skin of his cheek. His chest rises and falls with each harsh breath. He works to keep his hips still as his fingers, on their own, find my entrance amongst all the slick gathered there.

“Oh fuck, Moonlight,” he groans, pulling his hand from under me. I yelp as my underwear snaps against my skin. Asher holds his hand up between us, scissoring his fingers with my slick dripping from his hand.

I’ve never seen something more erotic in my life. Quite possibly even in my dreams.

He dips the two fingers in his mouth, sucking them clean as he pulls them back out with a moan. My omega is loving the sight of her alpha enjoying her taste.

Watching his eyes light is sending lightning bolts of pleasure to my core.

“Please, Ash,” I mutter, both my hands on his firm pec as I scoot back down and rock my aching pussy against him. “Knot me.”

“Well, since my omega asked.” He finally pulls me by my hips and tosses me on the bed, quickly climbing over me and kissing me. His tongue strokes mine as he grabs both my legs and hikes them up.

My legs are wide open, him filling the space between them perfectly. He’s fully let go of himself. His hips jerk wildly against me, hitting my clit over and over again. I moan as I grip the sides of his head, my nails digging a bit but he moans into our kiss and I think he may like it.

The cool wind of the room shocks me as he pulls back, breaking the kiss and standing on the carpet. Asher grabs my ankle, yanking me down towards him. A giggle escapes my lips as the sheet under me is dragged down with me. He pounces like a blind alpha on a mission, his mouth attached to my neck and his fingers at my waistband.

When my skirt doesn’t pull down like he wanted, he simply flips open the bottom so it rests on my stomach and now my underwear is exposed to him.

“What a pretty fucking feeling, Omega. You’re drenched for me.”

His words move down my body like thrills all shooting for my core. My omega itches for praise nearly as much as I do. Slick has plastered my underwear to my skin completely now.

“Need Alpha, please,” I whimper, as his hand traces the outline of my underwear between my right thigh. My hips are chasing his fingers. Hooking them by the edge there, he rips the panties off. The harsh snapping of the threads hitting my skin, and I gasp in surprise.

“Asher,” I moan. His eyes are completely dark now, his sole focus on entering and knotting me. I’ve never been with an alpha in rut, and as much as I maybe should be nervous I’m not. Not even when he shoves the fabric away and enters me in one smooth motion, not pausing until his hips bump mine. I choke, throwing my head back, pressing into the mattress as he moves back and trusts just as deep again. His eyes are narrow but on me, holding my eyes as he thrusts. His dick fills me, his hips are moving fast and I’m about to come. Hard and fast.