Page 69 of Knotted their Beauty

Honestly, that’s more on point.

I kept Ves from going too nutty on that beach, but I don’t think that was the end of how far he’s willing to go to solve this case.

Obsession seems to be a common trait in our pack, and there is more to come on that front.

But again, why would I feel like it’s going to be a problem tonight?

“If it’s not,” Arlo whimpers as I bury my face in his neck. “What… What else could it be?”

I don’t know, and I’m done talking about it for now.

“Maybe I’m on edge,” I whisper as I nip at his throat. “Because everyone else is getting fucked, and I’m not.” I rub my cheek against his as I slip my hands under the back of his shirt and pull it above his head. “Cali asleep?”

“Mhm.” Arlo tugs my hoodie off as soon as I drop his t-shirt to the ground. “She’s conked out with Rufus in her room.”

“Perfect.” Not that I’m not down for the four of us going at it as soon as possible, but Lennox is already with his troupe getting ready for the show, and Ves is meeting us from work.

The four of us can handle our shit later, but I’ve been fantasizing about this man since I first realized he was my scent match. I’ll take the opportunity to make him mine now without question.

Arlo eagerly pushes his shorts down his legs, revealing lean muscle and a perfect body along with his dick standing at attention and leaking a steady stream of slick.

“Undo my belt,” I growl as his hands fly to the buckle, dropping my jeans and wrapping his hand around my cock before I finish my command. “Such a good boy, aren’t you?”

I watch my omega drop to his knees and eagerly lick up my shaft, quickly taking me into his mouth as he begins to suck.

“Fuck,” I groan as I fist his hair, watching intently as he works my cock. “Such a good fucking boy, Arlo. My sweet, good little omega.”

He moans and his free hand moves to his dick, stroking himself in time with the way he’s sucking me off, and the sight has my balls drawing tight and my knot pulsing.

“Stand up,” I grunt, grinning as he does as I say with a whine. “Turn around, hands on the counter, and spread your legs.”

Again, Arlo follows my orders effortlessly and when I see his asshole dripping with slick, lemon flavored honey rolling down the back of his thighs, I growl.

“Beautiful.” I reach out and collect his slick, coating my fingers before slipping two inside his tight hole, working him slowly as my omega moans. “So fucking beautiful.”

Arlo pushes back against me, taking my fingers down to the knuckle, working himself on them until he’s picking up his pace.

“You want my cock in your ass, omega? Want me to knot your hole and make you mine?”

“Yes,” he hisses as I remove my fingers, using the abundance of slick to coat my cock. “Please, alpha. I need it.”

Without warning, I push the tip of my erection into his hole, the swollen head gliding in easily as my omega presents himself, taking more and more of my cock until I’m buried to the knot.

Fuck. “Fuck, you are so goddamn tight.”

Arlo nods and gasps as I pull back, sliding almost all the way out before I slam into him.

And that sets me off.

The feel of his ass, his perfume practically replacing all of the oxygen in the room, his slick coating my hips and thighs. It pushes me right to the edge and I start pounding into him.

“So fucking good, little omega.” I reach around and fist his dick, pumping it to match my thrusts. “You’re such a sweet boy. My good boy who wants to get knotted and bitten by his alpha, aren’t you?”

“Yes!” he cries out as my knot slips inside his hole. “Alpha, please!”

I pound into him over and over, pistoning my hips at a brutal pace, stroking his cock to the same rhythm and when I feel the first rope of his cum hit my palm, I snap.

I slam into him one final time, my knot thickening and holding us in place, my cum firing into his body as I bend and sink my teeth into the back of his shoulder and instantly feel our bond click into place.