Page 64 of Knot a Thief

It feels so fucking good.

The sound of our wet union echoes in the room.

I’m so lost in the moment, holding her down, grinding my knot against her, but it’s my growing need to own her that scares me.

I need to claim her, then breed her.

Her whimpering gets louder as she bucks against me.

The sounds of our bodies slapping together.

And then she stops and watches me, eyes wide, not blinking.

She’s staring at me, pounding into her over and over. Waiting, but no longer begging.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Silas barks behind me.

Only when her eyes close, and I’m being dragged off her, do I realize I’ve gone too far.

Silas growls as he throws me to the floor. “You’ll kill her.”

Silas paces up and down, staring at me repeatedly while Seb holds a sobbing Ava in his arms.

“I need a knot,” she begs over and over. “I need this to be over.”

I want to help her again, but Silas asserts if I do anything like that to Ava again, he’d put a bullet in my brain.

Funny how things turn out. I thought I’d be saving Ava from him, not the other way around.

Honestly, I don’t know what got it into me.

One minute I was ready to knot her, the next, my fingers were tightening around her throat as I watched her while I tried to stop my urge to sink my teeth into her slender neck. Knowing that was one way to keep her forever.

Now she wants her heat to be over, and after that, I should too. After all, she might already be pregnant with my child.

What if she is?

I never really thought it through.

Ava doesn’t want children, but perhaps being pregnant will change her view.

Will she happily hand over the child?

Or will she want to stay forever?

I close my eyes for a moment, shaking my head.

“Please,” she groans.

“Will one of you please knot her, or I’m going to use a sex toy on her,” Seb hisses under his breath, not wanting to alarm her.

“I’ll do it,” Silas says, pushing his large hand through his dark hair and sighing.

I have a feeling he’s now dubious about me around the omega. Not that I know why he cares so much.

“You need your sleep,” I tell him, because Silas had just finished a two-hour stint with Ava not long before I took over.

He glares at me. “No fucking way. I can’t trust you.”

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