Chapter Forty-One

The Knot

Larkin

"S-Seb." The word was muffled against his mouth, said between deep, feverish kisses as my body strained off the mattress. "Can we do it now? Please?"

He groaned, fingers stilling inside me. He had freaking four in there, and it felt like we'd been going at it for hours by this point, because he'd been stretching me so slowly and carefully in preparation for what was to come.

I was nervous, and a little scared about how much it was going to hurt, but my patience had worn thin. I wanted him to fuck me now .

Seb pressed another slow kiss to my mouth as he carefully withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling empty, my hole a little achy, but not in a painful way. I was breathing hard, my cock was straining over my belly and my hips kept moving restlessly as he sat up and rubbed my trembling inner thighs.

"Are you sure, sweetheart?"

I shivered at hearing him call me that again, already nodding frantically. "Yes. I'm sure, Seb."

He exhaled unsteadily and reached for the lube. I bit my lip as I watched him squirt some into his palm and smooth it over his cock, slicking the entire length. He was still in his human form, his warm, hair-dusted thighs resting against the backs of mine. I reached down to creep my fingers onto his knees and shyly asked, "Will you do the half-shift thing?"

A tiny smile stretched his mouth. His fangs emerged, peeking out as his face grew harsher and more lupine, his eyes gleaming gold. The skin under my fingers was suddenly covered in that short pelt, and the hand around his cock now sported wicked black claws. He removed it so I could see the knot bulging at the base of his length, and my breath escaped me in a rush.

"It's so big," I breathed, propping myself up on an elbow so I could reach it and dance my fingertips over the swell.

Seb's hips twitched, but he said, "You don't have to take it, Lark."

"No, I want to." I wet my lips and looked up at him. "Are you going to… f-fuck me with it?"

He shook his head. "If you still want to try and take it when we get to that point, I'll work it inside you just before I come."

My cock bucked, pre-cum dripping onto my stomach. I automatically fisted it as I lay back down, a tiny whimper escaping me as my hips strained up into my pumping hand.

Seb groaned, trailing his claws lightly along my inner thighs, making me shudder. "God, I could watch you do that all night."

I flushed, a weird blend of embarrassment and heady power flowing through my limbs. I kind of liked the thought of jerking off for Seb. The way he was looking at me right now told me he'd really enjoy it.

Swallowing, hoping I didn't sound like a total inexperienced dork, I said, "I'll keep touching myself if you fuck me right now."

Seb's claws briefly dug into my thighs as his fingers tightened in response. He slid his hands down behind my knees and lifted my legs into the air, spreading them wide and pushing my thighs closer to my torso. My hole clenched in anticipation, and I stilled my hand on my cock so I wouldn't miss a second of it.

He let go of one leg to grasp his cock and shifted closer, spreading his knees wider. My breath caught when I felt the hot, blunt head brush against my hole. Even that light contact made me quake. I was hypersensitive from being fingered and teased for so long. My toes kept flexing restlessly as my dick throbbed in my fist.

My pulse started to race even faster when Seb notched his tip more firmly against my rim.

"Breathe out slowly, sweetheart," he murmured, "and bear down on me."

The tip started nudging inside. Heart pounding, I obeyed and flushed hot at the sensation. I didn't really want to say what it felt like, because it would definitely ruin the moment. Seb's cockhead made slow progress at first, until it suddenly slid past the ring of muscle in a rush.

I gasped, hot and cold shivers racing over my entire body. There was a brief moment of discomfort, but no true pain. I was suddenly grateful for how much time he'd taken to prepare me. The hint of an ache hovered at the edges, but he went still, giving me time to adjust.

"Are you okay, Lark?" he asked quietly.

I nodded, clutching my cock tightly in my fist. "Uh-huh. Yeah. It just… feels kinda weird."

"It will at first." He rubbed a soothing hand over my thigh. "If you don't start to enjoy it, we'll stop."

"Okay," I breathed, because right now I couldn't tell whether I'd enjoy it or not.

Then Seb tunnelled his cock an inch deeper, before slowly retreating a tiny amount. I automatically clenched around him as a shaky breath escaped me. A hoarse sound rumbled up his throat, and he looked down to watch as he pushed inside deeper, then a bit more on the next slow thrust of his hips.

I was trembling all over, still a little too in my own head to truly register the sensations. Releasing my dick, I struggled up onto my elbows so I could look down and watch his cock sink inside me.

The visual did it. Suddenly, my brain was connecting Seb's dick to the feel of a thick length tunnelling inside me, marrying the two things together. Hot pleasure stabbed through my lower body as I watched and felt him moving inside me, so hard and hot.

"Fuck," I breathed, unable to tear my gaze from the sight of his cock slowly sliding in and out of me.

"How does it feel?" Seb asked, sounding a little anxious.

I nodded quickly, tongue darting out to wet my lips. "Good." Reaching down, I started stroking my cock again and shuddered at the dual sensations. "R-really good."

My brows pinched with pleasure as I watched him sink all the way up to his knot. A moan escaped me when I felt that bulge pressing against my stretched rim, but then he was pulling back out, only to slide deep again.

"Oh fuck," I breathed, lying back down, still pumping my cock. "Y-yeah, it feels good. It feels so good, Seb."

A tight groan escaped him as he grasped my hips, getting a slow rhythm going. I could feel his length brushing my prostate, sending little waves of soft pleasure pulsing through my ass and tightening my balls. Seb shuddered, his big arms and shoulders bulging with tension. Soon, my hips were moving against his, rocking me on and off his length and sliding my cock through my fist.

He let out a broken groan as his grip tightened on my hips. "Fuck, Lark."

"Mmm." I started pumping my fist faster over my length, spreading my knees as wide as possible. "C-can you… go faster?"

Another guttural groan left him as he leaned forward, resting his palms on the mattress either side of me and allowing his hips to move more freely. His thrusts increased in speed, his cock gliding smoothly inside me, so hard and thick and hot. I looked down again, my breaths shallowing even more as I watched him move—watched the way his stomach muscles tightened with every thrust, saw how his nipples were stiff in response to the sensations he was experiencing, witnessed his huge biceps bulging and straining as he held himself up.

"Seb," I moaned, my free hand shooting up to fumble with the nape of his neck and tug him down so I could kiss him.

He groaned into my mouth, breathing hard as he fucked me with increasingly faster and firmer thrusts. I shuddered, plunging my tongue feverishly into his mouth. My legs wound around his hips, and I wanted to smile when I felt his wolf tail against my ankles, but I was too busy kissing him.

Seb broke the kiss and looked down, panting against my cheek as he uncurled my fingers from around my cock and replaced them with his own. I moaned, tightening my legs around his waist as I gripped his wide back, feeling the muscles shifting under skin.

"You're so hard," he murmured against my lips. "You like the feel of my dick inside you, Lark?"

"Mmm." I tipped my head back into the pillow, eyes squeezing shut as the pleasure grew and grew, pulsing through my ass and into my balls, racing along my cock.

"You like me fucking you, sweetheart?" Seb rasped, drawing an unsteady gasp from me.

"Y-yes," I whimpered, fingers digging into hot skin. "Yeah, Seb. I l-love it. It feels so—"

A strained moan tore from me when I felt his lips and tongue on my neck, his fast breaths heating my skin. His soft hair brushed my chin and jaw, and I turned my head to bury my nose in it, inhaling his scent.

Soon Seb was groaning against my neck as he rocked into me faster, his big body shuddering with pleasure. But he still took the time to ask, his voice breathless and hoarse, "Are you okay, Lark?"

"Yes," I croaked immediately, the bliss pumping through my ass growing stronger, my lower body heating with pleasure and my cock painfully stiff as it slid through his fist. I could tell Seb was still being careful, holding himself back, so I pleaded, "Faster, Seb."

He shuddered, lifting himself up on one arm to gaze down at me, his eyes gleaming like deep amber honey. He started thrusting his cock into me faster, until the sound of our skin colliding was a rapid tempo, making me gasp and clutch onto his muscular forearm.

"Oh fuck." My limbs turned to jelly, brow pinching as I looked down to watch him fucking me. My gaze locked onto his knot as it pushed against my ass with every thrust. It was flushed an angry red, and I could already practically feel it stretching me even wider.

Just the idea of Seb coming inside me made my cock start to throb in his fist. I was already panting, but my chest started to heave as my hips twitched, jerking up into his thrusts. My balls drew up tight, heat spreading and intensifying.

I raised my desperate gaze to Seb's. "I'm—Seb, I'm gonna come."

A guttural groan tore from him. His thrusts were growing jerky, and he pumped my cock faster before pausing at the head to stroke his thumb firmly over my banjo string. My limbs locked up in a rush, thighs quaking wildly as I started moaning with every frantic breath, fingers digging into his forearm as my other hand grabbed onto the sheets.

"I'm gonna come," I repeated in a whimper as the pleasure mushroomed from my ass into the base of my cock, hot pleasure rushing up my shaft. "I'm coming. F-f-fuck—"

A hoarse cry ripped from my throat as I seized up, head grinding back into the pillow. Seb kept fucking me as my cock started shooting onto my chest and stomach in hard, rapid spurts that seemed perfectly in time with his thrusts. It was like those grinding strokes against my prostate were drawing the orgasm out even longer, until I was shuddering hard and my limbs were aching from being tensed up so completely.

But even when it ended and Seb let go of my pulsing cock to plant his hand into the mattress, I didn't want him to stop. Lazy waves of pleasure kept throbbing in my ass, making me twitch and moan as I sagged and gasped for breath.

"K-keep going," I panted. "Seb, p-put your knot inside me. Please."

"Fuck." His voice was unsteady, and his cock felt even harder inside me, like he was on the brink of coming. Sitting up further, he grasped my hips in his big hands and looked down.

I was too blissed out to tense when I felt the bulge pushing with intent against my rim. I strained my hips up invitingly, telling him without words how much I wanted to feel it. Remembering what he'd said earlier, I bore down and felt my hole stretch around his knot as he slowly pushed it inside. There was a brief ache, but I didn't show it. I didn't want him to stop.

He still hoarsely asked, "Are you okay?"

Warm affection tightened my chest as I nodded. "I'm okay."

"It's almost in." His voice was tight, breaths ragged as he inched his hips forward in tiny increments. The knot got even wider, making me fight not to tense up, before it popped inside in a rush.

I jerked at the sensation—the pressure just behind my rim—but was distracted when Seb shuddered hard and croaked, "F-f-fuck."

"Does it feel good?" My cock was still half-hard, pulsing weakly against my belly, but seeing how much this was affecting him made it twitch and start to stiffen again.

"Yes." He moaned, hips starting to rock in tiny movements that shifted his thick length inside me and rubbed his cock firmly against my prostate. I gasped, my fingers curling back into the sheets and clutching tight.

"K-keep… keep doing that," I panted, head tipping back. My prostate felt super sensitive, each graze making me quake.

"I'm going to come, Lark," Seb groaned, tightening his grip on my hips and rocking me into him, making me cry out.

I nodded frantically. "I th-think… I am too. Oh fuck. That… that feels…"

He tilted his hips in a way that made the pressure against my prostate increase as his cock ground against it, and my spine curved off the bed, air punching from my lungs.

"Seb." My hands tugged restlessly at the sheets. I lifted my head to look down. Seeing his cock fully embedded inside me made my own buck up off my stomach as I clenched around him.

"Fuck," he bit out, starting to shake. His claws dug into my hips, sending pinpricks of pleasure shooting into the pit of my stomach. His knot swelled even bigger inside me, until I felt almost impossibly full, and then a broken groan tore from Seb's throat as his big body jerked, fangs gleaming as his lips pulled back from his teeth.

I moaned loudly when I felt the base of his cock flexing, that huge knot throbbing aggressively. The snarl that ripped from his throat made me writhe against the mattress, pinned on his cock as he came inside me. My balls tingled, drawing tight when Seb used his grip on my hips to grind me against him, which had his dick pressing firmly into my prostate again.

I stiffened, trembling wildly. "F-fuck, fuckfuckfuck, I'm coming—"

This orgasm felt different. Deeper, and intense in a completely different way. Cum flowed from me in a lazy stream instead of forceful spurts, the sensation making me shudder uncontrollably as I twisted the sheet in my fists.

"Oh m-my god." I was gasping for breath, vision going spotty before my eyes rolled back in my head. It wouldn't stop. Seb's cock was still jerking inside me, and it was like it was pushing all the cum out of me.

He was groaning hoarsely, stirring his hips as he pinned me tightly to him, impaling me completely on his length. Soon the wave of pleasure turned into an ache in my balls as I collapsed onto the mattress, and my prostate was pulsing with overstimulation. I kept twitching until Seb leaned down, giving my p-spot a break, and wrapped his arms around me as he groaned into my neck.

He was still coming. I shivered, threading my fingers through his sweat-damp hair.

"Do I feel good?" I whispered with a drowsy but sly smile. I squeezed around his cock, which made him jerk and let out a trembling moan into my neck.

"F-fucking perfect." He shuddered, a hand burrowing lower to cup my ass and lift me into him, pinning us tighter together. "Fuuuck."

He let out one more strained grunt before the tension fled his body and left him sagging on top of me. His chest was heaving against mine, heart thundering as he panted into my neck.

A huge grin stretched my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugging him to me as my legs twined back around his hips. His tail was swishing with contentment, which made me snuffle a laugh.

I felt Seb's lips curl up against my neck. "What?"

"Your tail is wagging."

He huffed in amusement, finally lifting his head to gaze down at me. I leaned up to kiss him, moaning with satisfaction into his mouth. His tongue dipped inside to softly stroke mine, the kiss slow and languid.

"How are you feeling, sweetheart?" he asked when we finally broke apart.

I grinned wide, stretching lazily. "Fucking amazing. Now I want you to fuck me in your human form so you can pound your dick inside me as hard as possible."

His cock pulsed inside me in reaction, slowly softening.

"And then in your full werewolf form. You could pin me down," I said shyly, trailing my fingers over his chest and stroking his nipples. "Fuck me from behind."

"Lark," he groaned, trying to sound stern and failing. "I need to pull out, so you can't start making me hard again."

I snickered. "But I like it when you're hard. And I really want to do that."

He pressed a kiss to the corner of my mouth. "We will. But let's give your ass a break first."

I shivered, flushing hot when his cock softened enough, knot deflating, for him to slowly slip out of me. Cum trickled from my relaxed hole, making it clench.

Seb sat up and smoothed his hands over my thighs, then pushed them wider as he leaned back to stare down at my leaking hole. More heat prickled over my skin, but a shy smile tilted my lips when he groaned and squeezed my thighs.

"God, that looks…"

I jerked with a gasp when he smoothed his fingers over my hole, smearing his cum over it in slick circles, then carefully slid one inside me.

"Mmm." I bit my lip, hips straining up. Everything was still so sensitive. "Seb."

"Are you sore?" His brows pinched as he glanced up at me. I quickly shook my head. To my dismay, he slipped his finger free. "You still need a break."

"Disagree, dude, but whatever." I stretched again, in no rush to get up. The muscles in my legs were still kind of quivering anyway, so I was pretty sure I wouldn't be all that steady if I did stand. Seb's big hands massaged them gently as I let them flop open wide.

My hole twitched, still clenching rhythmically as my body relaxed. Curious, I propped myself on an elbow and reached down to touch it. It was a little swollen and felt softer than normal, still relaxed. Seb's cum slicked my fingers, making me shiver. I heard him inhale sharply as he watched.

Heating flooding my cheeks, I looked up and held his gaze as I slipped my finger inside. My ass clenched around it, hot and slippery from his release, and my cock tried to rally at the feel. But I didn't even care about getting hard. I just wanted to feel his dick gliding inside me again, filling me with a unique kind of pressure that was already addictive.

"Lark…" Seb's voice was hoarse. He swallowed as his heavy cock twitched, still flushed and slick with lube and cum.

"Can you fuck me again, Seb?" I asked shyly, slowly sliding my finger in and out. It wasn't enough. "Then we'll take a break."

He groaned, reaching down to fist his cock and pump it to full stiffness. "Are you sure you're not too sore?"

"I'm not." I shivered, lightly circling my rim. "Everything's still really sensitive. It… it feels good."

Swallowing nervously, I shifted onto my front and settled on my knees, spreading them wide and tilting my hips back, presenting myself to him. "Please?" I mumbled.

"Jesus." Seb's breaths were getting choppy again, and I could hear the slick sound of his fist stroking his cock. "Fuck, Larkin."

When his fingers curled around my hips, there were no longer claws tipping them, which meant he'd shifted back into his human form. I shivered, pressing my cheek to the pillow and clutching the sheets in anticipation of feeling him sink fully inside me and fuck me hard and fast, his hips smacking against my ass.

"Mmm." My eyes slid shut as his cock slowly slid back inside me. It was a little less thick when he was in this form, but still felt amazing.

This time, he tunnelled all the way inside until his hips pressed against my ass. I felt his balls brush mine, sending teasing pleasure into them and up the length of my tingling cock, which was half-hard and slowly getting stiffer.

"So you want me to fuck you hard," Seb stated, his voice like gravel as his hands restlessly kneaded my hips. He pulled out to the tip, then smoothly plunged back inside.

I choked on a breath, straining back into him and nodding desperately. "Yeah. Yes."

He groaned, locking an arm around my waist to hold me steady, his big hand splaying over my stomach. His hips started moving faster, then harder until I was jolting on the bed, hot and cold shivers racing over my whole body as he plunged deep. Really deep.

Moans and the occasional whimper escaped me with every frantic breath I took. My cock grew painfully stiff between my legs, and every firm thrust Seb delivered sent it smacking up against the back of his hand until he caught it and pinned it to my stomach with his palm.

I cried out, pushing back into him while also trying to rub my cock against his hand. A finger stretched up and the tip settled directly over my banjo string, lightly stroking as his hips jerked my lower body forward with every hard smack.

"Oh m-my god." My legs started to shake. When he angled his cock to grind against my sensitive prostate, I shuddered and almost collapsed onto the bed. "S-Seb, I'm gonna come again. I'm c-c-coming…"

He groaned, never once slowing his hips as I tensed up, shaking wildly, then loosed a ragged shout as the pressure broke. My cock shot onto the bed, hole spasming around his thrusting length. A dull ache flared in my balls as I buried my face in the pillow and strained out a moan, my body already starting to sag and grow weak.

Seb's fingers tightened on my stomach, his thrusts growing wild and erratic. I could feel his big body shaking behind me, and he let out a guttural groan as he stiffened, hips twitching, before he plunged his cock deep and held it there. I felt the base flex as he came, shuddering against me. His fists dug into the mattress to hold himself up as he went limp, heavy breaths fanning over my spine.

"Mmm." I stretched, then let out a long, sated sigh. "Okay, definitely a break now. I can't come anymore. For a while, at least."

Seb chuckled breathlessly, sitting up and cupping my waist as he carefully slid his cock free. "You're going to wear me out."

I grinned into the pillow. "Nah. You can def keep up."

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to the top of my tail—which I'd honestly kind of forgotten about—before lightly massaging my trembling legs.

"Come on, let's go take a bath."

I grinned. "Together, right?"

"Uh-huh."

"Mmm, that sounds amazing." I pushed up onto my hands, shoving my damp hair back. "Hey, do you have any hot chocolate?"

He chuckled, shifting off the bed and holding out a hand to help me up. "No, but I have chocolate. And milk. I'll make you a proper one."

My legs were definitely weak and shaky when I stood, but Seb wrapped his arms around my waist and tugged me close. I grinned up at him, settling my arms around his neck.

"You're the best." Flushing, I shyly added, "I love you."

Seb's face softened, his chest heaving with a deep breath. "I love you too, Larkin."