Page 134 of Knot Without My Permission
Ransom places me on my feet and begins to wash my hair. It’s incredibly relaxing, and I sigh as he massages my scalp. Hisfingers are strong, and he gives me just the right amount of pressure too.
“I’d worry you stopped breathing, but I can tell from the bond that you’re just really fucking happy, Sugar,” he murmurs, continuing to also massage my neck.
“It feels so good,” I moan, my body feeling boneless as he begins to rinse out my hair.
“I love how responsive you are,” he says, shifting my body out of the water to begin detangling my hair with my conditioner.
I know I can’t rinse my hair out for a few minutes once he’s done, so I grab a clip that I keep for this reason in the shower stall, and put my hair up before facing Ransom and dropping to my knees.
“Bad girl, you’re going to get us in trouble,” he teases me, pushing up on my chin so he can gaze lovingly into my eyes.
“I owe you a bond bite, Alpha, and I’m done waiting,” I purr.
“Then by all means, please continue,” he says, smirking.
The smile disappears as I drag my tongue up the underside of his piercings. His eyes darken with heat as I suck on the crown of his cock, and he groans loudly as I swallow him down. I can feel his cock stretching my throat, and his hips thrust forward uncontrollably as I gag around him.
“Sugar, get me nice and wet and jack me off before you bite my knot. We don’t have time for more,” he rasps.
Knowing he’s right, I let my saliva coat his shaft before pulling off his cock. It takes time for me to be able to get to the base of his dick, and that’s time we don’t have today. Using my hand to jerk him off, I suck on his knot before licking around his asshole.
“Marie,” he gasps. “Fuck me, you know I love that.”
My lips twitch because I do know that, and then I push my fingers inside his hole to fuck him with them as I suck on his knot. I want him to be as close to his release as possible before Ibite him. I’m quite aware of how much they can hurt, and I want this to be pleasurable for him.
His chest heaves as he watches me, and his hand cups the back of my neck to keep his connection to me.
“Marie….Oh. Yes. Just like that,” he whispers, his voice cracking as he shudders. “God, you know just what I like, Sugar. Do it, baby.”
My teeth bite down on his knot as he yells, shuddering as his cock almost jerks out of my hand. Tightening my grip, I feel the bond finish forming as cum begins to jut out of his cock. It hits the tiles of the shower and my arm as I lift my head, and then I suck the rest down as I wrap my lips around his tip. My fingers continue to fuck his ass, and Ransom groans in approval and adoration as he feeds me every drop of cream he has left.
He helps me up off the floor to kiss my lips, and we both grin as we hear our alphas yell for us to hurry.
“Worth it,” I shrug, turning so he can release my hair from my clip to finish washing it out.
“Absolutely,” he says, sighing happily.
Now my alphas are all mine, for better or worse. Everything else is icing on the cake.
The clubhouse is in a rural neighborhood in Minneapolis, a decision Lore didn’t make lightly. He didn’t want there to be neighbors close by, and the real estate was cheaper for large ranch houses out here. It’s also on four acres, allowing him to create a mini commune to build on as it becomes necessary.
For now, most of Lore’s men are happy to go where the wind blows with the option to swing by the clubhouse when they want a hot shower and a decent bed. No one is here long enough towant to move sweetbutts into the house either, which is nice. While the women at Devon’s clubhouse were perfectly polite, Lore’s men would prefer not to have to deal with the kind of possessive behavior that can come with keeping sweetbutts at the clubhouse.
“Hey, Little Queen,” Burner says with a grin. “Did you hear that I’ve got something for you?”
“I did!” I squeal, making him laugh.
“I didn’t know she could make that sound,” Arsenal snorts.
“I think that makes us equal, because I had no idea you’d be here,” I sass, walking into the building.
The house has a huge living room and I noticed the fire pit in the front yard. It’s also gated which helps with security.
“We wanted to see the clubhouse, so a lot of us came in for this,” Arsenal explains. “What do you think?”
“I love it, but it’s not mine,” I say. “I think it’s well defendable, and I really love that you don’t have any neighbors nearby.”
“That’s why I bought it,” Lore says smugly. “There are fifteen bedrooms.”
