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His eyes glow, snapping with blue fire. “My knot?” he grits out.
When I nod, he doesn’t balk or laugh. He groans, leaning his forehead into mine. “Baby, you have no idea how much I want that. But then I’d have to fight Spencer and you’d be down one nerdy alpha.”
He’s funny, even though I can tell he isn’t entirely kidding. At the moment, though, I can’t even smirk.
I’m too embarrassed to ask for his knot again or explain why I need him so badly. A pitiful whimper is all I manage, nodding in defeat.
But Avery scent-marks my forehead with a sweet nuzzle. “Let me fill you up another way,” he murmurs. “Yeah?”
He doesn’t say please, but his ghostly gaze does, filling with a burning sort of entreaty. A dizzy rush of feeling floods me as I nod, the motion shaky.
“That’s my girl,” he praises, lowering his hips between my thighs. “You want my dick?”
I whine, hooking my ankles around his thighs to drag him down to my center.
Wild need flashes in his light eyes. The hand cradling my nape slips down to my hip, adjusting the angle of my body while the other palms his pierced cock, positioning it.
The first touch of his warm, flared head has me squirming for more. He flashes a wicked grin and drops his hips, flattening himself over my slit.
Ah!
Every one of those smooth silver bars glides through my slick, teasing the spread lips of my pussy. I moan and buck, desperate for more friction.
Avery bites the corner of his plush, pink mouth and looks between our bodies, watching me gush against every rung of his ladder.
“Fuck me, that’s pretty,” he mutters. “That’s it. Get your slick all over me, and I’ll get my cum all over you. You and me are going to be a mess, baby. I fucking love it.”
Before I can think of a reply, he tucks his hips back, grinding the head of his dick right against my pulsing clit. The two silver balls pierced underneath fit around me, rolling over both sides of the throbbing bud while the rest of his metal glides more firmly between my swollen folds.
It’s insane. Burning hot and metallic cool. Smooth and slick and textured and hard.
My body works, pumping myself along everything he has, pressing my pulsing entrance into the lower edge of his knot. When he feels me clenching against him, he growls and impales me in one deft move.
Like a cobra striking. One second, he’s just there, and the next, he’s there. So deep his knot presses right against my slit. His shaft buried inside my desperately cinching muscles, stroking those thick silver bars against my inner walls.
And I’m full—for the first time I can remember, I don’t feel alone or empty or cold. The aching chasm that’s been pounding for so long clamps around him, trying to hold his thickness where I need it.
But he doesn’t stay still. His broad, inked body works against mine in rolling thrusts, building speed until I can’t tell if he’s in me or about to be—I just feel him, hitting that ache head-on with every pound.
All the air sloughs out of my lungs as he reaches between us and thumbs at my clit. His hips keep thumping, but his lips find mine in the sweetest kiss. A combination of wild need and tenderness that has my pussy pulling taut, along with the bundle of burning pleasure in my core.
“Right there, yeah?” he pants, smoothing his touch over the top of my clit while he sinks himself deep and rubs his ladder along the place inside of me that begs for more. “Fuck, you feel perfect when you’re about to come. So goddamn beautiful, baby. Give it to me.”
On the next plunge of this body into mine, I fly over the edge. Relief bursts through my middle as I come, my body finally able to clamp down on the exact thick hardness it craves. Sparks of euphoria fizzle out from my core, rolling all the way to the top of my head, the tips of my fingers, the pads of my toes.
Before I’ve caught my breath, Avery roars, rearing back. While his wide, inked chest heaves on snarled breaths, he grips the base of his cock and starts coming. Thick, slippery release jets into my pussy before he pulls out, shooting ropes of hot cum all over my bare belly.
The feel of him marking me, his scent melding with my own, pinches the new tender place in my chest. I scrabble for him, and he comes right to me, falling into my arms without any care for the mess spreading between our bodies.
Avery turns us onto our sides and pulls me into an embrace. His rough, rasping purr vibrates against my breasts, a perfect match for the ragged voice murmuring into my hair. “If you wake me up again,” he says, “You better have bacon.”
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twenty-six
It’s never appealed to me, this game.
I find it tedious and immature. People are suffering. And these “public servants” stand around boardrooms, eating exquisitely catered meals and measuring their dicks.
