Page 41 of Knot His Beast
He chuckles, and damnit, I like the way it sounds. “I thought this was a nice area. Do you really need all that in this part of town? Especially when I make you feelsafe.”
“Yes.”
“How come?”
I drop my hands and flatten them against my thighs, almost as if I’m trying to hide something he’s suddenly not asking me about anymore, and can’t see anyway. “There are these…people…They’ve been a nuisance for as long as I can remember and they’ve started coming around more often.”
A muscle in Bentley’s jaw ticks, but that’s the only indicator that he’s not a fan of what I said. That and the massive amount ofpissed offrolling off him in waves. He keeps his cool, though.
I appreciate that.
“Tell me about these people.”
I shrug and lean back next to him. “They’re twins, male and female. Both alphas. Started bugging me when I worked at the coffee shop across the street then followed me here. They seem to be under the impression that I’m theirs and?—”
A deep growl is the only warning I get before Bentley is gripping the back of my neck and slamming his mouth against mine.
The aggression, the possessiveness, it makes me whimper into the kiss and my god, I need to learn this man quickly or else I’m going to be prone to random attacks of lust.
That little noise, the one I involuntarily made because he pushed his tongue into my mouth and the taste of him flooded my senses again? It was apparently enough to tell him I like what’s happening and ask for more because I’m flat on my back in seconds with Bentley on top of me, kissing me harder than he was before.
“Mine,” he purrs as he kisses my throat before burying his face in my neck. “Not theirs,mine.”
I nod as my eyes flutter closed, my hand flying to his hair to hold him in place as he sucks then licks the side of my neck.
“Okay,” I hiss as I feel his teeth scrape along the column of my throat. “Okay, yes. Yours.”
Bentley growls as he kisses me again, shoving his thigh between my legs, he slightly changes position. My back arches when he grabs my ass, lifting just enough to grind against me and when he does, I gasp.
I’m definitely slicking.
Holy shit, I’m slickinga lotand my cock is hard enough to cut glass, but so is his and I don’t think I have ever wanted anything more than to have this man fuck me right now.
Which is exactly why I bury my fingers in the silky blond strands of his hair and whine as my other hand grabs his hip and pulls him as close as possible.
“Fuck,” Bentley grunts as I roll my hips. “You finally with me, baby?”
I nod as I chase his lips, grinding against him faster before my hand slips around to the front of his sweatpants.
“Please,” I whine as I palm him through the cotton, rubbing his cock while I continue dry humping his thigh. “Bentley, please.”
He groans, but instead of taking his pants off like I want, he grabs my wrist and forces my hand above my head. “Tav.”
I arch into him, precum leaking from the sensitive tip of my dick like a river. I wiggle around and try to change things up, kissing him in between frustrated grunts while I try to get my point across.
But this infuriating alpha just chuckles against my lips. “Not sure if you’re ready for what this means yet, Tav.”
“I am,” I whimper as I tug on his hair. “I’m ready.”
Bentley growls and starts thrusting against me, the friction delicious and maddening at the same time. “I’m not convinced.”
“Goddamnit, Bentley.” I hitch my bad thigh over his hip, both of us moving faster as the first sign of my orgasm starts to pool low in my belly. “Please. I need?—”
“Oh, you’re gonna come, baby.” He sucks on my bottom lip as he adjusts slightly again, his hand sliding down over my chest and abs until he’s squeezing and rubbing my cock in time with his thrusting. “We’re gonna come together.”
“Not… Not like this,” I gasp as my balls draw up tight. “I want, fuck, I want you.”
Bentley smiles into our next kiss before he moans low in his throat. “You have me, baby. You have me because you’re mine, and right now, you’re going to be a good boy and come for your alpha.”
