Page 86 of Knot Only For One Night

Can it really be now? Like right now? Is this my… heat?

Or maybe I’m just horny.

I chuckle, but the silly feeling soon melts into a need. My perfume is uncontrollable and my head aches as cramps slowly build though my lower stomach.

Definitely not just horny.

“Reed?” I whimper. I crawl up his chest and stuff my face in his neck. Lightly tracing my lips over his smooth skin.

“Esper.” His voice is husky and his touch becomes firm as he rolls us over so he’s hovering over me. His eyes darken, those brown eyes peering into mine. I hold his gaze like it's my lifeline. Hoping and praying he won’t let me go. My omega withers as I tremble, my core aching more by the second.

This is much more intense than the flare Reed and Neven helped me through. This pain clears my mind of anything that's not Reed, this moment.

Bending my knees, I hook my legs around Reed, my omega instinct taking over as I seek out friction.

We both moan as my hips meet his, his hardening dick meeting my pussy through our clothing, and gosh I feel like I could get off on this alone.

“I need to call the alphas. This could be your heat⁠—”

I whine loudly, unapologetically when Reed tries to move away from me.

“No. Stay. Don’t leave,” I say, trying to swing my legs so I can pin him down but he won’t move.

“You need a knot, Esper…” His voice is hitched with a lick of need and my brain eats that up as consent.

“I need you, Reed. Please,” I beg and that has him groaning. He must like that. “Please, please, Reed.”

That must do him in, as he settles his weight on top of me with a soft purr. His hands grip my hips tight and his lips ghost over mine. I try to leap up to press our lips, but the omega has the nerve to chuckle.

A growl slips past my lips, and I'm trying not to be shocked at myself for how forward I’m being.

I know I need Reed first. Being with another omega feels as if… as if I can’t get it wrong. I can’t mess up because we’re two of the same. The only extra parts we have is our slick, and I already know he likes mine.

But I don’t know if I like his.

That not knowing consumes my omega. I need to know.

My tongue tingles with want. Setting my legs down, I attempt to crawl under him more but he stops me with a hand to chest.

“You first, Princess,” he murmurs and his looming presence over me is gone. He’s at my waist, sliding my leggings down roughly as the air of the room blasts my legs and underwear. The wetness there makes the breeze feel sharp and sudden. My cheeks flush as Reed moans, staring at my pussy like I stare at Juni’s chocolate chip cookies.

“It’s been entirely too long,” he says and his mouth covers me over my underwear. His lips sucking over me. I let out something between a gasp and a moan. The feeling of his breath and lips on me taking my breath away.

My eyes latch onto his. Need and desire pooling there as he sucks me again.

He pokes his tongue out, licking the whole front of my soaked panties. Up to my waistband where he uses his teeth to pull the edge taut against me, making me gasp with pleasure. The waves in my core get stronger with the much needed friction against my clit.

“Oh my god,” I whisper and Reed lays a kiss on my stomach just above my underwear.

“God’s not gonna save you from me, Princess.”

My eyes could roll to the back of my head when he slowly slides my underwear down. His lips follow the lacey edge of them. Stopping at my clit first and kissing it but ravishing me with interchanging sucks and licks. My heart races.

“I need—” I choke as the rest of my sentence escapes me. He knows, somehow, and enters me with a finger. Just one. And fuck I feel it. His finger is long, thick and perfect as he thrusts it back and forth.

“Reed.” His name leaves my lips like a prayer. A prayer I won’t ever stop. He chuckles, and that lights my already red cheeks on fire.

It’s a constant battle in my body between being sexually shy yet desperately needy.