Page 18 of Knot My Secret Santa

My cry was like a lion’s, claiming their pride. My cock swelled but didn’t knot as I let loose my load. Even though she was an Omega, I had to be condomless to trigger the knotting. But as long as she felt better, that’s what mattered.

I slowed and came to a stop, still lying on top of her. I kissed her gorgeous face and nuzzled her as my dick remained inside of her. Her legs flopped limply to either side as we shared tender kisses.

“Stay with me tonight.” The words came out like a purr. I couldn’t stand the thought of her leaving at the moment. I wanted to do so many more dirty things to her body, but if we only held onto each other as we slept, I would be more than happy with that.

Avery stared at me and gnawed her lower lip. Thinking. Thinking way too much.

I suddenly realized that if she said no, I would be devastated.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN – Avery

It was bliss. I was warm, comfy, and a little sore, but in the best of ways. The ache of my heat seemed to be fully gone. Then Nathaniel asks me to stay with him for the night.

No, it wasn’t a question. It was pretty much a command.

Stiffening, I resisted the urge to suddenly fling myself out of the bed because I honestly did want to stay. I wanted it very much. I didn’t want to ever leave his arms.

Fuck.

My heart hammered. Should I indulge myself or should I get out of there? Nothing would come of this, after all. He was my boss. Truly, he was just being kind and helping with my heat. He’d never shown any interest in me before.

“Avery?” Nathaniel kissed behind my ear, and I mewled at how good it felt.

“Um,” I burrowed further into his arms. “Well, I should get home because my mom is going to bring me dinner.” It wasn’t a lie. There was no way I could let my family find out what was happening. They wouldn’t approve. “She’ll be worried if I’m not there.”

“Text her. Tell her you bumped into a friend and that you’re having dinner together.” Nathaniel’s deep voice was soft and rumbling, soothing my anxiety. He lazily kneaded my left breast, brushing the nipple against his palm. “It won’t be a lie. I will feed you.”

Images of Nathaniel hand feeding me holiday sausage cheese balls flashed through my mind. Me licking his fingers and him kissing away the cheese on my lips. Yummy in so many ways.

Clearly I was taking too long to answer, because he kissed me and sat up. “How about this? You think on it. I’m going to run you a bath and order some food. After we eat, I’m going to take you again, and then, and only then, you can decide if you want to stay the night.”

Damn, he was smooth. It made him all the more sexy.

With one more kiss, he left the room naked. His hot ass on full display as he walked into the bathroom. I heard the water run and sighed as I ran my hands through my hair.

I doubted my will power. With a full stomach and being freshly fucked again later, I wasn’t going to want to leave. I needed to be logical about this. There was no future for us, but had I been looking for one with any man? Maybe. There was Kris. He’d agreed to go see The Nutcracker with me next weekend. While I wasn’t physically feeling the draw to him like I did with Nathaniel, Kris seemed to know me. Each of his Secret Santa gifts was perfect. Every day, they opened up my heart to him a little more.

Nathaniel returned to the room, smiling almost smugly at me snuggled in his bed. “Up we go.” He effortlessly lifted me and headed to the bathroom.

I glanced back and gasped. My cheeks reddened. The bedding… shit. “Let me down. I need to clean up this mess. I’m so sorry. I didn’t—”

“Hush.” He pressed his lips to mine. “I will clean up. You are going to relax.”

Why was he being such a sweetheart? If he was being the grumpy boss, I could gather up my stuff and go. But I was letting myself be catered to by this gorgeous Alpha who seemed like a totally different man than the Mr. Donner I knew.

Nathaniel lowered me into the soaker tub. “I don’t have any bath salts or soaps that might suit you, but feel free to use whatever you want. I have a towel on the warming rack for you. Once I’m done cleaning up, I’ll join you.”

“Okay.” What else could I say? This god of a man was treating me like his queen.

He left the room and I ran the water until it was three-quarters full. Hot and steamy, it felt really good. The bathroom itself was mostly white with black accents. Very modern.

I put my hair up into a messy bun and reached for the body wash. Definitely a man’s with the black bottle and gold lettering. Taking a sniff, I smiled. It smelled just like him. I slathered myself in the foaming soap, breathing it in deeply. My body thrummed with satisfaction.

When Nathaniel returned, he slipped into the tub, dominating the space. We didn’t say much as we took turns washing one another. A simple act, so sensual. I burned the sensations into my mind to remember them forever.

He dried me off and wrapped me up in his robe before putting on a pair of pajama pants himself. A few minutes later, the delivery man buzzed the apartment, and as Nathaniel fetched the Greek food he ordered, I texted my mom that I was having dinner with a friend.

It wasn’t a lie. I was still on Santa’s nice list.

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