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She shivered under me but held my eyes. I could swim in their depths and lose myself.

“More?” The question was moot, but I wanted to hear her say it.

“Please.”

“No.” Her eyes shot open, like I was about to stop. “Don’t ask for it. Don’t beg. Demand it. Tell me what you want.”

“More.” She echoed me.

“You can do better than that.” Something like fear mixing with excitement flickered in her eyes.

“Slowly. Give me all of you slowly. Don’t tease. Not tonight, Justice.”

I growled. My hips obeyed and pushed agonizingly slowly into her. She had one arm across my shoulders, the other on my collarbone, her delicate little nails digging into my flesh.

“Fuck,” she threw her head back. She hooked a leg behind my back to pull closer, but I wouldn’t let her.

“Open your legs wide, Mackenzie,” I said through gritted teeth. “This is what you wanted. You’ll take my cock as slow as I give it to you.”

“I changed my mind.” She panted. “Fuck me.”

“No.” I pinned her wrist to the bed and pushed a little deeper.

She was thrashing, and I was sweating by the time my knot rested against her. I rocked into her with short, slow, rhythmic thrusts, my knot grinding against her clit. She was close, on the edge, and I pushed deep and stilled.

“Are you full enough, little omega?” I breathed hard into her ear.

“More.”

“Say it.”

“Knot me.”

I rolled us over. The suddenness made her yelp. I pushed her back, putting a little space between us, my fingers curling around her neck.

“Take my knot. I want to watch you stretch yourself for me.”

I put my hands on her hips and pulled her almost off my cock completely, making her shudder. Then I pushed her upright.

“Close your eyes and fuck me, Mackenzie.”

She did, lowering herself onto my cock. Her hands crept up her body, one cupped her breast, the other traced the bite marks on her neck. She was fucking magnificent. I squeezed my fists, commanding my body to obey and give her what she wanted.

My eyes fixated on where our bodies were joined. My knot was huge and sensitive. Impossibly huge. She pushed down and groaned, like she was struggling.

“Good girl, I know you can take it. You want to be full, don’t you?”

She nodded absently, like this was taking all her concentration.

“That’s it. Open for me. It feels so good to be stretched like this, doesn’t it?” Each word seemed to ripple on her skin like a caress. “All you want is cock? I bet you want to be full of my cum, too.”

She threw her head back and moaned at that. I smirked. Was she uncovering a cum fetish? I pushed on that button.

“Is that it? You want to take my knot and be full of cum? Have it dripping out of you?”

“Justice!”

“You want my cum? Take my knot.” I growled.