Make Me: The World of Knott

“Gee, how’d you figure that out?” I couldn’t keep the sass at bay, however. Shit.

Parris’s eyes flashed dangerously before he chuckled, the sound low and vibrant, although not as panty melting as before. Well, bed melting. I had a feeling I would never be wearing panties again.

“I have a feeling you will simultaneously try me and entertain me, darling.” Even with the scowl he actually seemed amused. “Just please don’t kill any more of my people.”

I shrugged. “My brother spent his life protecting me. Now, I am going to protect him. I am going to get him back." I was determined, even as I stared down the Synian with fully extended teeth. He just smiled.

"You know, I think you will. I think I'd like to help you with that."

"You would?"

"Yes. If you are a good girl." His eyes darkened to a deep red as that twisted smile returned and his fingers traced a line over my hip, diving between my legs to the slick coating me. "You are a good girl."

His finger ran over my clit, circling the sensitive tissue and sending me moaning.

"I paid for more than a weapon after all." His voice was soft in my ear as he held me against him, his finger moving from my clit to press into my opening. One finger, then two. I nearly screamed. It wasn't much, but I had never taken more than a hard plastic dildo in my pussy. Now, I was slowly being filled on both sides.

“I thought you weren’t going to fuck me until I begged.” I barely got the words out.

"Oh, I won’t. Even though I should force myself into you. I should feel just how tight you are as you scream. But no, I will make you moan and beg for me." Another finger entered me and I gasped, my arms wrapping around him as I clung to him, needing some kind of stability against the growing pressure in my core.

“Beg for me, Jaide.” His voice was ice in my ear and I shuttered. “Do you want more?”

"More... master..." The needy Omega inside of me was taking control. She wanted more, she needed more. I spread my legs, tilting my hips as much as I could as I begged.

"I thought you said you didn't need help," Parris whispered in my ear, four fingers slipped into me. My entire body was stretched, full, and yet I wanted more. I knew he could give it to me.

"Help.” It was barely a moan, answered by a low chuckle in my ear as Parris let me cling to him.

"How do you ask, darling?" He was playing with me. His fingers left my hungry cunt, slipping over my clit before he pulled back, slowly licking each of his fingers and the thick strings of my slick that coated them. "Tell your master what you want."

"Fuck me, master." I barely forced the words out as my hips rocked in furious need for fulfillment. "Please, master."

"Oh, darling." He pulled me to him again, teeth flashing as he rolled me to my back, hovering over me. He had been dressed seconds before, but now he was bare, his perfect chest hovering above me, the massive length of him hitting against my navel. "How about just the tip as I feed. Let's see how much of me you can take."

I stared at his cock in awe. Awe and a sudden panic about exactly what I was requesting.

Elliot had been long, Parris was just as much so. His wide cock had a slight bulge on the base, the beginnings of a knot nothing to what I had seen on the dildo. It didn't matter. I still wanted it, even though I had no idea if he would fit.

The wide head of him pressed against my slick, it slid into my pussy inch by inch as he leaned over me, kissing a line over my collar bone and to my neck, right to where his brand was. Where he would feed from me.

"Time to make you scream." My skin burned as he bit down, as his teeth broke the flesh and my blood began to pool in his mouth. He moaned at the taste, I screamed at the pleasure that was now racing through me like fireflies. Something made so much more electric by the cock that was sliding into me, the cock that was forcing its way past the knob of the plug in my ass.

"Master! Please!" I wasn’t sure if I was asking him to stop, or keep going.

I half gasped as he drank, as he continued to press himself in. His fingers hadn't reached this far, and now I felt as though I was going to explode. There was no way my body could contain this. But he didn't stop. He pushed deeper, all of that pain fluttering into pleasure as he drank.

"Just relax, darling, you can take it," Parris hissed, pulling away from my neck to whisper in my ear. "I know you can. You were made to take this, and you will. Don't worry, though, I won't knot you. Not yet."

What happened to just the tip?

My world was exploding in strips of color as the aphrodisiac in his bite took full effect and my body screamed. This time for more. I wanted more.

"I told you that you could take it," Parris whispered, kissing the puncture wounds on my neck before he slammed his length into me, his balls swinging against the plug and sending it in at a deeper angle. The combination made my world spin, my body arching as I howled with need.

He pressed in hard, sliding out in slow motion before slamming into me again and again. I screamed with each thrust. Screamed as my stomach bulged from the intrusion of him. Screamed in pleasure as he stiffened inside of me and came. Warm ropes of him filled me, spurting from him as he grunted and emptied himself into me.

"Good girl," he whispered, his lips gentle against mine as he kissed me. "Good Omega."