Page 66 of Knotted their Beauty

“Sometimes, you have to ask for forgiveness instead of permission,” he growls, sinking his teeth into my throat. Yep, I called that one.

Gasping, I rut up into his ass and my knot begins to sink inside of him. He’s so damn wet with slick, and he’s stretched perfectly for it. His hole is pulling me in, like the greedy omega he hides so well.

“I need to knot you,” I groan.

“Fuck yes you do. It feels so much better than toys. Give me more, Alpha.”

His words are guttural and rough as he strains against the hand keeping his wrists pinned to the glass wall. He’s not upset, it’s a normal reaction as he writhes in my hold.

“The real thing is always better. You’re a naughty omega.”

“You’re like me. Actions speak louder than words. I’m not letting you go. You’re pack and family, and it’s almost completely official. Bite me, Alpha. Show me this is real.”

“It’s been real since I saw Arlo at the theater. I’ve been stalking you since then.”

I kiss him until he’s fucking me back wildly. I can feel his bite on my throat and my heart is pounding at what it means. None of what they said earlier was bullshit. If Ves is serious, I know Arlo and Baron are all in, too.

Arlo looked at me with hearts in his eyes when he perfumed for me, and nothing says you’re interested like a good ole kidnapping. Ves is right. I need to be shown, because words don’t sink in as well for me.

“You were really sneaky,” Ves moans. “If you ever need a job, I’m sure you’d make a great investigator.”

“I’ll leave that to you. Fuck, your slick is all over my knot. You’re taking it so fast.”

His cock drips slick onto our bodies as the friction of our skin moves against it. He’s getting everything he needs as I piston my cock in and out of his slick hole, and his groans and inability to focus are all the compliments I need.

“I want you to fuck all those fucked up thoughts out of you. Get them out and then bite me. I’ll remind you that your brain is lying to you whenever you need it,” he rasps.

I grin because I know he will. I lick up the column of his throat, loving the sweat beading up along his skin. Sex isn’t a cure, but I need the connection. I give him a hickey somewhere I know he’s going to struggle to hide and he curses as he forces himself further on my knot.

“So fucking impatient.”

Of everyone, he’s going to be an unhinged handful. As my knot pushes the rest of the way in, I bite down hard enough to break skin. The alpha inside of me roars with pride as our bond snaps into place and Ves cries out as hot spurts of cum begin to hit our skin. I rock my hips and I bury my face in his throat as I get closer to my release.

“Fuck. Come again for me. I want to smell like you for the rest of the day,” I groan.

“Who’s…greedy now?”

“Why does it just have to be one of us? I’m going to be impossible now.”

I let his wrists go and he drags his blunt nails down my back as we rock together. It’s primal and ruthless as we enjoy being claimed. We find each other’s lips again as my knot grows even larger inside of his ass and he hisses in disbelief. I told him I had tricks up my sleeve and he hasn’t even seen the half of it.

I can feel my back begin to tingle as my cock jerks inside of his ass, and then I’m filling him with hot cum. The door opens, but neither of us can be bothered to look. I heard him lock it, people need to start respecting privacy if they don’t want to find people fucking.

Neither of us react to who is here once we both make sure it isn’t Cali, and go back to learning each other’s bodies.

I groan as Ves comes again, and it paints our faces with how far it travels. I didn’t even have to suck his cock to taste his cum. That’s a win for me. My tongue laps at his release as I moan, holding him as we both breathe heavily.

“Is this why they call it fucking it out?” Baron asks. He’s standing there with a wet spot on the crotch of his pants and his hand is still jerking himself off outside of the material. His pupils are blown and his lips are slack as his pulse beats wildly at his throat.

He must have left his hoodie somewhere, because his tattoos are on bold display as his sleeves rise up his arms.

“We definitely figured some shit out,” Ves chuckles.

My cheeks hurt from how hard I’m cheesing and I don’t care. Baron nutted in his pants, and our scents are now all mingling in the warm air. I’m going to enjoy it, because my knot isn’t going down for a bit. I suppose that’s one way to get the omega who never stays still to stop moving.

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