Page 32 of Knotted their Beauty

His pants are off in record time, his cock hard and leaking as it springs free, and I lick my lips as I take in the sight.

“Such a good fucking boy for me, aren’t you?” I fist his shaft at the base and squeeze, relishing in the way my omega gasps. “Look at all that slick. Just for me, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” he whispers but it turns into a moan as I lean forward and run my tongue from root to tip, swirling it around the tip. “Oh, god, Ves.”

I growl as I take the swollen head between my lips, sucking as I work the underside with my tongue before I slide him all the way into my mouth and to the back of my throat.

“Ves,” Arlo whimpers as I devour his cock, his hands diving into my hair and tugging at the roots. “Ves, oh my god. Ves, I’ve never done this before. I’m a virgin.”

The sound that vibrates out of me is primal, it’s animalistic, and since I can tell by the way he’s trying not to thrust up into my mouth it wasn’t said to get me to stop, I keep going with a renewed possessiveness.

“Mine,” I growl around his dick, sucking and humming, bobbing my head quickly as I hollow out my cheeks. “My good, sweet boy. Saving yourself for your omega.”

Arlo whimpers as I pick up my pace, my cock straining against my shorts, pushing so hard the fabric feels tight and painful. So much so, I reposition myself and go up on my knees, devouring Arlo’s dick while I free my own.

“Oh my god,” he moans, and I smile.

I use one hand to work my omega’s cock while I continue sucking his soul from his body, fisting my own at the base before I start pumping in a rhythm to match.

“Tell me you’re mine, Arlo,” I grunt as my balls draw up tight. “Tell me you’re mine and you always will be.”

“Yes,” he hisses. “I’m yours, Ves. Always.”

“Are you my good boy, Arlo?”

“Yes,” he whines as I pick up my pace.

Some would say it's too soon, but I’ve been fighting my feelings for weeks. He lives in my home, wakes up and sleepily shuffles into the kitchen every morning to start coffee, and I know the little quirks that make him Arlo. It’s not too soon.

If anything, it's not soon enough because I’m so hardheaded.

“Tell me you know I love you. You know I love you, and you’re mine forever.”

His hips lift, the head of his dick hitting the back of my throat as the first rope of his cum fills my mouth. “I d-do. I know you love me. I’m yours forever.”

That fucking does it.

My orgasm races through me, shooting through my body at record speed as I thrust into my hand, my cum firing out of my cock so hard and fast as Arlo cries out my name, chanting it over and over through his own release, and my vision goes white.

“Wow,” Arlo pants a few moments later, shivering as I release his dick with a loud pop.

“Just… wow.”

I smile up at him and make a show of swallowing him down, chuckling when my sweet omega blushes a fiery red. “I’m glad you approve.”

He nods emphatically as I lean toward him. “I really do.”

I tilt my chin up and hum my satisfaction as he doesn’t hesitate to kiss me. “Just wait until I bury my cock in your tight little asshole while I sink my teeth into your silky skin.”

Arlo’s eyes go wide. “What?”

“I’m not fucking around anymore,” I say as I look him in the eye. “You’re mine, and I want to make it official. I want to make sure every motherfucker walking around knows it, too.”

“Really? This isn’t just… sex?”

I shake my head and cup his cheek, going up on my knees so I can rub my nose against his. “No, Arlo. If it was, it would have already happened, and it would have been different. You and me? Cali? We’re a family, even if I tried fighting it. Not because I didn’t want it, because I did. Because I do. I didn’t think it was a real possibility but that was my sorry attempt at fighting fate. We’ve been hurt before, I thought I was protecting my daughter, but I was actually depriving us both of something we desperately want and need. That something being you.”

Arlo sniffles as he smiles, reaching out to wrap his arms around my neck. “So…”