Page 103 of Knot a Good Idea

The moment she starts to come, her scent changes.

The air is charged with honey, cinnamon, and warm vanilla. She chokes out her release, little cries leaving her throat and echoing in the night air.

“Yes,” I hiss. “Come all over me, you’re so beautiful…”

Her cries turn into a scream of pleasure, and she loses her footing. I catch her as she starts to slide down the car, pulling her into my arms and placing her into the backseat. She sprawls out on the black leather and lies on her back, looking up at me with wide, startled eyes.

“It hasn’t been like this,” she rasps, her chest heaving. “I’m sorry it’s so intense…”

“Listen to me,” I growl as I shut the back door and lean over her. “Never apologize to me, especially for something like that. I plan on making you come until you’re incoherent, sweetheart. This is only the beginning.”

She smiles at me and sighs. “Well, you’re at two so far,” she breathes. “I expect at least double digits.”

No longer held back by fear, my inner Alpha takes over.

Challenge accepted.

22

APRIL

I don’t knowwhere we are, only that if Liam doesn’t touch me again, I’m going to scream.

These are all pre-Heat symptoms—the desperate need for touch, the flushed skin, and the intense arousal.

I took my suppressants right before I left with Liam, but they haven’t kicked in yet.

My pre-Heat has never been this intense before, and I know two orgasms is hardly enough.

I’m ready for him to devour me, here in this rest stop in his roomy back seat.

My nipples ache under my sweater, desperate to be touched, and my cunt clenches on nothing.

Liam crawls over me, caging me in with his body, and kisses me.

He tastes like sweet mint as he sucks on my tongue until I’m whimpering in his mouth, begging for more. I claw at his hair,pulling harshly on his scalp while he groans. I lift my hips to move against him, rutting against the thick outline of his cock.

“Please,” I whisper once his mouth descends to my neck. “Liam,please.”

“Shh, I’ve got you,” he murmurs, moving off me so he can unbutton my jeans. I lift my hips, helping him pull them off, along with my soaked underwear.

The backseat fills with the scent of my slick, sweet and pungent.

“Oh,” Liam whispers after my jeans are off and on the floor of the car. “You’re beautiful here.”

He kneels on the floor, his face inches from my cunt. “And so wet,” he whispers. “Fuck, I…please let me taste you.”

“Only if I can taste you,” I breathe.

I’ve never wanted to do something like this. Blowjobs always felt like a chore, never something I could enjoy.

But I need to make Liam feel as good as I do.

He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Are you sure? You don’t have to.”

I grin at the flush that suddenly colors his face in the dim light of the car. “Yes.” I reach to tug at his scalp, and he closes his eyes and groans.

“Fuck,” he hisses. “Fuck.”

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