Page 135 of Knot Their Omega

“Mhmm.” His lips lightly lay upon mine. “You know… when you’re in the room… when your scent drifts around me… all the chatter in my mind goes away. That peace I get here… it lingers with you. It makes my brain shut up for the night when I get the privilege of holding you in my arms.”

He kisses me lightly, groaning when he inches himself just slightly inside me. I can barely tame my breaths while the two of us feel connected in so many ways.

“I think clearly with you. Dream peacefully and dare hope for a future. You’re the breath of fresh air I didn’t realize I needed, and it’s been so hard resisting you. So hard to pretend when you enter the room, leaving me feeling alive and well.”

“Kenji…”

He pulls back enough so he can admire my face.

“So… I want this. Us. A future with you in our pack. I want to tell you this in this oasis. In a place where I’m completely at peace, thanks to this opportunity surprisingly given to me.”

“The studio… the opportunity was given?”

He smiles so sweetly, looking genuinely happy as he slowly nods.

“Icarus tried everything to get this studio but to no prevail. I came in today with the hopes it would be available by chance. The manager said it was reserved, but an Alpha hadn’t shown up yet, so I could use it until they do.”

“And what if that Alpha shows up now, with me tied up like this, and your cock inches from ruining me, hmm?”

“Well… he’d have to wait outside,” he says with a playful smirk. “But I don’t think he’s here.”

“Who is he?” I ponder.

“Hmmm.” I watch the way he pouts.

“What?”

“I’m not sure I want to hear you saying another man’s name with my cock halfway inside you.”

“Your cock is not half wa— Oh God,” I groan before I can finish the sentence as he purposely inches into me halfway. “Fuck… you’re massive… and those piercings… God.”

“The famous Blair Vesper,” he continues our conversation, revealing who scheduled this studio space. “The manager said he booked it last minute, and they cleared the space for him, but he hasn’t shown up yet.” He shrugs slightly while trying to concentrate.

“Would have got you an autograph if I got the chance to bump into him.”

“Not naked with your pierced Willy Wonka, you wouldn’t.”

“Willy what?”

“You haven’t watched the movie?”

“No.”

“That needs to be thrown onto the movie night list,” I conclude, fighting not to smile. “Lean in closer.”

“Why?” He smirks when I pout my lips.

“I have a secret.”

“A dirty little secret?” he wonders and decides to sink in deeper, making us both moan at how he fills me up. “Fuck, Rae. Can your secret hold off until we’re done?”

I giggle at his impatience.

“If you wait, I ain’t telling you,” I huff with a stick of my tongue.

“You suck at being submissive.”

“You didn’t ask me to tell you,” I offer in return.

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