Page 94 of Knot My Sin

“I knew you’d love this,” he says, almost relieved.

I feel a pang of regret, because he’s trying so hard. I’m a fairly unassuming omega. It doesn’t take much typically to make me happy, probably because I’ve had to survive on so little my entire life.

“I really love it,” I confirm, taking his arm as he walks with me.

“I want to walk you up to the waterfalls before I need to feed you. I refuse to listen to your tummy rumble,” he teases me.

Biting my lip, I tell my stomach to stay quiet, because I am starting to get hungry. I’m not ready to leave yet. I’m having too much fun.

Walking together, I think one of the best moments of my entire life is seeing the waterfall once as I walk across the little bridge, and again from the bottom of it as I look up at it.

Ambrose stands behind me with his arms around my waist as I lean against him, holding my breath in awe.

“Breathe, honey. The waterfall won’t mind,” he says softly in my ear, chuckling. I huff at how silly he is, but his mission is accomplished, I’m breathing normally again. “Any problems you have seem smaller here, huh?”

“Yeah, they really do,” I murmur. We stand together, just watching, and then Ambrose surprises me once again.

“If I don’t get any photos of us here, the guys will kick my ass, honey. Save my hide, yeah?” Ambrose asks, looking sheepish.

I can’t deny him anything as we move, so that the waterfall is behind us, and he pulls out his phone to take a selfie. Smiling broadly together, I notice how flushed my cheeks are from both exercise and the sun. I almost look healthy as he snaps the photos, leaving me in awe over the transformation from the last few weeks.

“Don’t think I didn’t hear your stomach that time,” he admonishes as my stomach growls. Kissing me on the cheek, he pulls me into motion. “There’s a pub that serves delicious food nearby. Up for it?”

Knowing it’s a long drive home, I nod quickly. It doesn’t matter what kind of food it is, I’m sure I’ll find something. Chatting together as we walk, I swear I’m practically walking on air. The weather is holding, the sun is high in the sky, and I still can’t believe a park this beautiful exists. That’s what happens I guess when you’re not exposed to the outside world.

Even as kids, the closest I got to playing outside was in the streets with the kids in the neighborhood and climbing trees I wasn’t supposed to. To be able to live so close to nature like this just blows my mind. Even the acres the pack owns are incredible.

“What are you thinking about?” he asks as we arrive back at the truck.

“How lucky I am,” I say, not tempering my words.

“Oh, honey, I think you’re mistaken,” he growls, backing me against the vehicle.

Even just a few weeks ago, this would have scared me. Ambrose’s hands on either side of me cage me in, yet I ghost my hands up his body with a small smile. I don’t believe he’ll physically hurt me. I’m even starting to think he has my best interests at heart.

Fuck, I’m definitely falling for him. This is my last thought before his lips meet mine, and he chases away anything else as his tongue teases mine, coaxing me to open my mouth wider for him.

Moaning as his hard body presses against mine, I arch up onto my toes, craving more.

“Be a good girl, honey,” he whispers. “Right now, you’re tempting me to want to drop to my knees and have another taste.”

Fuck, why does that not sound like a bad idea? In fact, it sounds like a good one.

Yep.

“So do it,” I say boldly, gasping as he immediately drops to his knees in front of me.

Lifting my leg over his shoulder, he smiles wickedly. “When are you going to understand that I love being told how to make you scream for me, honey?” Ambrose asks.

Reaching between my thighs to push my panties to the side, he unabashedly dives in to lick my core. “Fuck yes. Come like the good girl you are, honey. God, you taste so damn good.”

Biting my lip hard as he buries his face in my pussy, my fingers tangle in his loose wavy hair, my hips beginning to rock against his face.

“Yes,” I gasp as he pushes his fingers into my tight heat. My slick is all over his chin, though my dress keeps dropping over his head to hide him from my view. God, he’s so sexy as he grunts and groans as he enjoys me like a damn meal. “Fuck, I’m close.”

My needy whine is followed by more slick as it slides out of me. My pussy is readying me for a knot that’s not going to happen today. But holy shit, this man is a God among alphas.

“Do it. Give me your cum,” he growls, sounding semi-feral as he drags his tongue over my clit and his fingers curve inside of me.

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