Page 17 of Roommate Wanted (Knotty #1)

Nia

A dull throb in my stomach woke me, but there was no pain. No cramping. Just a deep, pulsing ache. That’s when I felt it. Him. His swollen, reddish-purple knot was still locked inside me. Without turning my head, I glanced back. He was awake. Watching me.

“Ah didnae get a chance tae taste these wee berries,”

he murmured, cupping my breast and lazily dragging his thumb across the hardening peak.

I gasped and pushed back onto him—onto his knot.

Something inside me twisted.

Not pain. Not fear.

But confusion, and desire.

A fluttering happiness that shouldn’t have been there.

Lyall’s thick hand slid to my hip, gripping me with practised possession. He started to rock against me, careful but firm.

“That’s ma good gurl,”

he whispered, his voice like syrup in my ear.

“Keep that pretty cunt open fur me, aye?”

He nipped my earlobe, and I whimpered, already clenching around him. My lips parted as his knot twitched before growing again. He lifted my leg over his thigh, opening me wider until I felt the slow spear of his cock inching into movement again. I clenched around him, helpless against the heat blooming inside me. It was building again, so soon—

“Now yae get it,”

he said, his mouth brushing the shell of my ear.

“Yer heat’s no over, darlin’. Not until ah fill this sweet hole up and yae start carryin’ oor pups.”

My body jolted.

“What?”

I breathed, heart skipping—not sure if I heard him right.

But the rhythm of his hips answered before he did.

“Touch yerself, darlin’,”

he cajoled, voice like gravel as he pulled my leg higher and thrust deeper.

“Oh God,”

I panted, burying my face into the sweatshirt beneath me, soaking in his scent. It was everywhere—on my skin, in my mouth, inside me.

“Ah’m no leavin’ this cunt fur days,”

he growled, the sound reverberating straight through my spine.

The vibration, the words, the pressure—everything slammed into me at once, and I gushed around him, soaking his knot. He groaned and pulled out so fast my body wept from the loss.

Then the world spun.

Before I could blink, I was on my back, legs pinned to the bed beneath the weight of his palms. His golden eyes blazed down at me as he loomed. Dominant.

He dragged his cock over my dripping pussy, smearing my slick along my folds, teasing me with the swollen heft of his knot.

“Please,”

I whimpered, squirming against the sheets. “Lyall…”

His smile was all teeth. “Alpha.”

“Please, Alpha,”

I moaned, thighs shaking.

“I need it. I need you. Ugh—please.”

“Yeh?”

he rasped, nudging his tip just inside me.

“Even if it hurts?”

“Yes. Yes. I—please…”

Then he moved.

One brutal thrust and his hips slapped against mine, balls heavy and slick. I choked on my own breath as my pussy clenched wildly, already overwhelmed.

“Like this?”

he asked, his tone almost lazy, cruel with how calm he sounded while I fell apart beneath him.

He raised his hips again, slow and deep, just to slam back in harder. Wet slaps echoed around us, filthy and raw.

I nodded, unable to speak—just desperate. Ruined. Open.

“Aww, ma poor wee mate,”

he crooned, voice low and cruel with affection.

“Yae need ma knot, don’t yae?”

He rocked into me with shallow, slow thrusts, just the tip stretching my entrance before slipping out again. I sobbed, lifting my hips to chase him.

“Alpha, please…”

“Shhh,”

he said, one hand pressing my belly down while the other gripped his cock.

“Yer wee cunt’s flutterin’ already, and I’ve barely touched yae. Look at yae, fuckin’ needin’ it.”

He slid the head inside again and stilled, letting me feel every beat of his pulse against my walls.

“But this knot? This’ll break yae all over again, darlin’. Ar’ yae sure yu’r ready?”

I nodded, tears clinging to my lashes.

“Yes. Please, Alpha. Knot me. Stretch me. Fill me up again—please, I need it.”

His breath hitched. The smile that broke across his face wasn’t kind. It was possessive.

“Yeh? Do yae even ken what ma knot does?”

I shook my head.

“It seals every drop of ma spunk inside yae. It makes sure yae stay bred.”

“I don’t care,”

I cried.

“Make it stop. The ache—I need—”

“Ma filthy wee lassie,”

he murmured, cutting me off.

“Here yae go, darlin’.”

His cock pierced me again. I gasped as he began to saw in and out of me, his length stroking the fire inside me until his knot banged against my entrance.

“Relax yerself, darlin’, here it comes.”

I spread my legs wider, gripping my knees, offering myself to receive his gift. I heard a low, guttural chuckle, but all I could think about was the burning ache.

His knot began to press against me. I tried to relax.

“That’s it. Just a bit more,”

he said, his voice rough with strain.

Then he plunged, bearing down, forcing the swollen mass inside me. I winced at the stretch, then gasped as bliss washed over me.

“There we go,”

he sighed, his mouth finding the spot where he’d bitten me.

He started thrusting, slow and steady, the thick length of his cock dragging his knot in and out of me. Every movement pried me open again and again.

“Ma dirty wee whore,”

he growled.

“Hawding yerself open fur me like that. I bet ye’d take ma knot up that tight little ass if yae could.”

I gasped at his words, but my cunt clenched around him, and I shattered. I came hard, my muscles locking as he fucked me through it with deep, relentless, claiming thrusts with his knot stretching me wide every time.

Then he roared, the sound ripped from his chest, and I felt his hot seed spill into me in thick, endless spurts.

He kept coming, knot rocking inside me, locking it all in.

He pried my hands away from my knees.

“Sleep, ma darlin’. When yae wake up, we’re going tae do this all ower again,”

he whispered.

I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. My body was boneless, spent, but I managed to close my eyes as he gathered me up, shifting me to lie across his chest.

I clenched around his knot, desperate to keep him inside me. To keep the connection.

He groaned low in his throat.

Another thick spurt of come spilled into me.