“Knot me,” he choked out. “Knot me, alpha.” Anthony groaned and kissed him hard, grinding his cock in as his knot started inflating. “Such a knot-hungry little bitch,” he crooned, sounding drunk. “I’d keep you knotted up and full of my come all day long if you were my omega. Knock you up so good.” The filth he was spewing was so outrageous it shocked Michael into an orgasm. He came with a cry, milking the other alpha’s knot greedily.
