Page 87 of Knot Only For One Night

“I got you,” he says as he inserts another finger. His eyes trap mine. Watching me for any indication of resistance or trepidation. Brown eyes search mine, squinting in focus when he does something that makes the back of my throat tight with moans that can’t come out fast enough.

His words settle in my chest like a branding. A promise that I’ll make him keep. I nod, unable to conjure words, and he uses my confirmation and leans down. He’s back at my clit, licking at the slick seeping from me like juice from a squeezed fruit.

“Esper, Princess, fuck, you taste fucking amazing.” Like he wants to prove the truth of his words, he chases the slick dripping down my thighs with his tongue, and I burn with blush from the comment.

My skin is on fire as my hands grip the sheets. “I need more.”

Reed takes out his fingers and my pussy clenches at the loss. I groan, my mind growing hazier with blinding need. Reed grips my hips with purpose. Brings my body closer to him with a yank that could be considered rough but my body registers as hot as hell.

My pussy is in his face and my hips are in the air. Completely supported by him, my body is completely at his mercy. His tongue wastes no time entering me, and I nearly scream. It’s intimate and utter debauchery and it sends me to the moon. Clenching my legs around his head, I dig my heels into his back.

“Please, Reed,” I groan as he grinds his nose against my slit. My breathing becomes labored and the waves crest higher and higher as Reed’s hands massage my ass cheeks.

Oh my god, oh my god. “I’m coming.”

“Please do, Princess. Give it all to me.”

There’s no stopping it if I wanted to. The waves of pleasure wash over me as I come for what feels like three entire minutes.

“Reed.” His name seems to be my only mode of communication. Yet he understands it so well because he’s setting me down and crawling up my body and kissing my lips.

I can taste myself on him. My hands grip the sides of his face, pulling him in for a deeper kiss. He makes me feel so safe, so desired. I couldn’t do this without him and hope he knows that through my kiss.

“I want you to be my first," I whisper, breaking our kiss.

His eyes search mine. Looking for any semblance of doubt but he won’t find any. “We don’t have to penetrate for your heat, Esper. Don’t feel forced, we’ll make it work.”

“We don’t have to make it work, because I want you. I want Neven, Soren, and Asher. I want you, all of you to be mine.” The word forever tries to fight its way out too, but I know it’ll be too soon for Reed.

He may not be ready for us, but I’m ready for him. For them. That isn’t a question in my mind. I don’t think it ever has been.

“Be my first.”

“Shouldn’t that be an alpha’s place?”

“They get to be my first knots. I need you to be my first ever.”

His resolve is crumbling by the heated look in his eye. My body is warming up again, confirming this isn’t a flare-up. This is it. My heat, fully and for real. Which makes me so scared, but as I stare into Reed’s eyes, the fear whittles away. Completely gone by the time he leans forward to kiss me.

His lips capture mine, his hands wrap around my waist, hauling me so close to him my back arches. The cotton of my shirt rubs against my skin and I want it gone. Off me. Now.

I break our kiss, his hands lifting my shirt up from behind me and pulling it off and leaving me bare. My nipples are cold all of a moment before he’s filling the space again.

But I’m not done. I want his shirt gone too. My hands yank his up and now we’re skin to skin. He wastes not a single second before pulling me back to him, his tongue running over mine as he kisses me again.

My legs tangle with his as he leans us back. My back hits the comfortable bed, bouncing a bit with the weight of both of us. I giggle between our lips. Smiling, open-mouthed kisses land on my skin as his hands grip my body like he’s afraid I’ll disappear.

My nails run through his hair, holding him as his kiss ventures down me. Across my cheek, to my ear, where he licks.

“Reed, oh my god!” I laugh. Then I moan as he chuckles against my skin, the vibrations otherworldly. My hold is becoming desperate as my body is fully ready to go again. My pussy aches, clenches. Trying to find something, anything.

He’s on my neck. My so sensitive neck. He sucks and licks, and I arch my back, trying to rub my breasts against him.

I whine when he scrapes his teeth against the spot where my neck meets my shoulder, and I nearly combust from that alone.

“Like that, Princess?” He does it again, and I dig my heels into his back, my hips aimlessly rocking. “One day, my bite will be there.” Lightning fires through my body, heats my aching empty pussy. Things my omega is rolling over for. “Neven’s bite, Asher’s bite, Soren’s bite, will all be there.”

My heat-clouded brain loves that thought and I stretch my neck, hoping he’ll bite down now. But he doesn’t. He rubs his nose in the spot though and for now, my omega accepts that. He trails down lower. My breasts get the attention they crave as he licks a trail to my nipple, lapping it into his mouth.