Page 51 of Knot His Beast
“You’ve been up there forever,” Tav groans from the ground.
Looking over the side of the loft, I smirk as I watch him pout. This project is almost done, but I need to bring the mattress up here, along with the rest of the things he’ll need for his nest.
I tried to ask him what he wanted for it. Every time I asked, though, he’d refuse to respond. By the third time, he zoned out and refused to even recognize my presence. Tav is special, if I push too hard, I worry he may simply disappear.
There are many ways for a person to stop being present, even while they’re right in front of you.
“Do you miss me?” I tease him, beginning my descent down the ladder.
“Yes. I want to be bent over and fucked immediately,” he complains.
“My poor, sweet little omega,” I purr, jumping down the last two steps to stalk toward him.
It’s hot upstairs, especially with how hard I’ve been working, and I’m sweaty as fuck. Tav’s nostrils flare as my scent hits him hard, and he whimpers as he watches me. I’m not playing hard to get to be cruel, I swear it. I just know that once I’m inside his tight, slicking hole, I won’t be leaving it for days.
His skin is warm as I take his face in my hands and nuzzle my cheek against him affectionately. I recognize the signs of his heat settling into his body and clouding his mind. His stress cleaning and “nesting” isn’t just because I’m here, contrary to what his compulsions drive him to do.
However, he’s not cutting, he isn’t picking at his nail beds or pulling on his hair anymore than usual, so I’m going to call this a win. I know I’m good for him, and Bella has taken to wiggling underneath the waistband of his sweatpants whenever Tav manages to sit for more than a few minutes.
I’m enjoying watching them together while I work on Tav’s nest. I really think they’re good for each other too, and Bella iswonderful for our dog. I know Tav calls me their daddy, so I’ll happily take ownership of our pets.
My lips press against his, and my omega groans in response. His hips thrust forward for friction, and I need to give it to him as I devour his sweet taste. Our tongues drag against each other as my hand ghosts down his back until I’m squeezing a palmful of his ass.
Tav isn’t wearing more than his sweatpants, and it’s yet another sign that he’s going into heat. He enjoys being as covered up as possible typically, and tends to run cold. This apartment is drafty, even with the heater on. I have a mile-long honey-do list in my mind of things to fix, and it’s something I’m proud I can do for my omega.
I’m very good with my hands, and that’s what runs through my mind as my hand continues to brush along the material of his pants and then below the waistband of them. Tav whines, enthusiastically humping the air in an effort to get my hand to continue traveling until it wraps around his hard shaft.
“You’ve been complaining less about my mess,” I purr, stroking his cock as he pants.
“I don’t want to fuck up what you’re doing,” he whimpers. “Please don’t stop. The mess isn’t that bad, I swear. I think my curiosity is piqued more than my compulsive need to clean. Fuck.Bentley.”
“You smell so good,” I groan. His marshmallow scent almost seems to have a more toasted aspect to it as he goes deeper into heat. My lips kiss down his throat as he thrusts into my fist. “That’s it, honey. Don’t stop. Take what you need.”
“Bent…oh, fuck. I need more.”
“If I give you more will you be a good boy and let me finish up?” I ask. He nods quickly, his desperation showing as I smirk. His legs and chest have been healing really well, which means he’s not hiding a limp anymore.
Dropping to my knees, knowing he can hold his balance while I suck his soul and cum out of his dick, I yank down his sweatpants. My mouth waters as I gaze at the red tip of his cock. Slick slides down the shaft in a steady stream, begging to be licked up. Unable to deny my omega, I drag my tongue up the underside of his shaft, my eyes rolling at how fucking good he tastes.
My lips greedily wrap around the crown of his cock, sucking his cream from the source as my tongue laps at his slit.
“Can’t you stay on your knees forever?” Tav gasps, his fingers threading through my hair.
He knows better than to hurry me, allowing me to set the pace as I swallow down his cock. I don’t need to breathe to pleasure him. I love the bite of pain as my lungs complain about the lack of oxygen, and my fingers squeeze Tav’s balls firmly before I slip underneath them to play with his asshole.
Since my mouth is busy, I show Tav what I think about his words by grazing my teeth along his shaft.
“Alpha,” he whispers. “Fuck. Please. Don’t tease me if you won’t bite me.”
I don’t want to bite him while he’s riding the high of his heat. I need him completely clearheaded. Consent is required in order to give him my forever. I need to know it’s not simply pheromones clouding his mind. I know I want to bite, bond, and marry him, despite how quickly things have been moving.
I want to share everything with him, I simply need Tav to never wonder if he’s all in when we exchange bites. Call it extreme chivalry, I don’t care. This is what I need.
While I may be waiting to give him my bite, I’m not a cock tease. Tav’s thoughts may be different than mine, but I can also hyper fixate on things. My omegawillhave a nest for his first heat with me. That’s non-negotiable.
Taking Tav to the back of my throat, I hollow my cheeks to suck his cock as I push my fingers into his asshole. The sting on the roots of my hair as he pulls on it makes me growl, and my omega gives a pained whine as he shudders. The vibration travels through his body, causing his cock to twitch in my mouth.
He’s so close to coming for me, he just needs a little incentive to spill down my throat. Sharing is caring, and I fully plan to save some to give him in a kiss after I swallow the bulk of his cum down. I slowly begin to bob my head up and down his shaft, hoping he’ll lose his tight reign on his control.
