Rise Above ✓

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen

They managed to get to the elevator of the building in one piece, ignoring the stares and gasps of the weres around them at the sight of them looking so messy, not to mention the ungodly scents that must've been wafting off of them.

The minute the doors shut, Tom was pouncing on Chris, wrapping his arms around the alpha's neck and jumping to wrap his legs around his hips, his pupils blown to hell, "Need your knot in me. Need it so bad, Chris."

"Good god," Chris groaned, this time at least trying to control himself.

They kissed furiously, Tom's legs wrapped around Chris's hips as they rutted furiously against each other, the kiss filled with teeth and tongue and hot breath, so deliciously filthy. Tom was making the sexiest sounds in the back of his throat, whimpering and moaning sexily and good god Chris was going to knot him in the middle of the fucking elevator.

By the time they got to Tom's bedroom, Chris couldn't even admire the brilliant décor and sheer size of the room because he was quite literally going out of his mind, his knot almost fully swollen, legs shaking violently as they stumbled into the room, literally slashing their clothes off with extended claws until they were both blissfully naked.

Chris sobbed when Tom was suddenly falling onto the bed on his hands and knees, spreading his legs and arching his hips, presenting himself so obscenely. Chris bit his lip and climbed on top of the bed clumsily, clenching his eyes shut against the pleasure as he was immediately pushing his cock in, both of them crying from how good it felt, how smoothly he'd just slid in because of how wet Tom was, fucking soaked and then Chris was trying unsuccessfully to get the nearly baseball sized swell at the base of his cock in as well. Holy shit he'd swelled too much – the knot was too big –

Tom on the other hand was burning up inside – his brain to mouth filter was completely gone and all he wanted was Chris knotting him so fucking good. He wanted to be filled to the brim, wanted to ache with how full he was so that he would feel it until his next heat.

"Breed me," he growled, his voice hoarse and shaky, his wolf's desire to bear the alpha's children completely taking over, "breed me, fucking breed me, Chris, god, make me pregnant –"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up," Chris mewled, rocking his hips frantically, grinding his knot desperately against Tom's hole. Holy fuck he needed to get his knot inside right fucking now or he was going to lose his fucking mind. Gods fuck, come on come on come on. He kept shifting, changing the angle, his thighs were fucking vibrating and his vision was going blurry with frantic tears. God, god, god, he thought frantically, shifting and shifting and pulsing so fucking hard.

Tom sobbed into the pillow, grinding his hips back to help the alpha. "Yeah, yeah, come on, come on, gimme your pups, ugh fuck yes fucking mount me Chris god, god."

Chris bit his lip so hard he tasted blood, nails digging painfully into Tom's hips while his knot throbbed so hard it hurt, working his hips furiously, trying to push the knot inside. Oh God, please, fuck, come on, come on, come on. His knot was so fucking swollen and sensitive that the constant pressure against Tom's hole made him feel like he was going to fucking blow his load before he could even get inside. He bit his lip against the pleasure, trying to control the frantic jerking of his hips, pushing his knot hard against the resistance, mewling in the back of his throat as the pressure made his knot throb painfully.

"I can't," Chris gasped frantically, hot tears filling in his eyes, "fucking shit. Fucking hell. Tom goddess, need to knot you so bad oh holy fuck goddess. Come on!"