Page 140 of Knot All is Forgiven

"He smells likeher," she growls, her pale green eyes locked on mine. "Supposed to smell like me."

Simon chuckles, and I look up to find him sitting on the arm of the couch, leaning slightly into Rafe's body. The taller Alpha has his arms crossed over his chest as he watches with amusement.

"We believe Jordan may be going into heat," Rafe says, stating the obvious. "And it appears she was not as okay with you taking another Omega out as she said she was."

Jordan lets out the cutest little Omega growl, fighting against Icarus's restraint. "Give her here," I say calmly, reaching toward the other Alpha.

He takes a step back. "She's in a haze right now, Cyrus. I know you didn't consent to being bit. I should have expected this."

Something lights up in the back of my brain, all the hair on my body standing on end. "Give her to me, Icarus."

"We should wait until she's a bit more lucid."

"Icarus, I swear to fucking God, if you do not give me my Omega, I will end you." The words are quiet, but the impact is immediate. He releases his hold on Jordan, and she leaps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and licking the bite on my throat.

"Alpha," she whines softly between licks. "Rut. Knot. Bite."

"Are you sure, Jay?" I whisper. "It's okay if you want me to wait to claim you."

Her whine nearly takes me to my knees. "You don't want me?"

I stomp past my packmates, hauling ass to the nest to prove to my girl just how much I want her. "I don't want you ever to think that again, sweet thing. I will always want you."

She bounces when I toss her into the nest, the pretty linens we picked out together begging to be ruined. All she wears is a flimsy little short set, her nipples poking through the satin top obscenely.

"Alpha," she whines again. "Please. Hurts." Her pheromones swim in the air around me, the floral notes sharpening with desire. My fingers fumble over the buttons on my shirt, and when I remove it, she reaches her hands towards me. "Mine."

Chuckling, I toss the garment to her, and she pulls it to her face, inhaling deeply, before stuffing it into the corner of her nest. I strip to my boxers before crawling to her and wrapping my arms around her waist.

Jordan feels so tiny in my arms as I gather her into my lap. I press a soft kiss on her lips, and it's like coming home. She sighs against my mouth, and I stroke my tongue across hers, tasting her for the first time. I adjust her to straddle me, her core hot and wet through the shorts as she rests it on my painfully hard cock.

A pained groan escapes her mouth as she doubles over, and I suddenly feel like the world's worst Alpha. I'm over here luxuriating in soft, easy kisses when she's aching for me.

I pull her little shorts to the side to find her bare underneath and lightly stroke up her slit.

"Oh, fuck," she hisses at the contact. I drag my finger down, collecting slick from her entrance before circling her clit. The tension leaves her body as she falls into my touch, her head sagging against my shoulder.

"I got ya, baby," I coo in her ear as I increase the speed of my fingers. "You need this, don't you, Jay?"

"Hurts," she moans. "Knot."

"I know, but I have to prepare you for me, okay? Do you think you can be a good girl and get ready for me?"

She nods, and sweet, soft sounds leave her mouth as I push two fingers inside her. Her hot core is drenched, slick dripping into my palm, and the slide in and out of her is easy.

My thumb resumes strokes on her clit as I add another finger, stretching the limits of her cunt as she thrashes on top of me. I band my other arm around her waist and press my lips against her ear. "It's okay, baby. I'm going to take care of you. Does this feel good?"

"Yessss," she hisses.

"I'm so glad. You're doing so well. Your sweet little pussy is choking my fingers. But you'll be a really good girl for me and take a little more so you can get my knot, aren't you?"

"Please, Alpha. Rut. Knot. Bite." She kisses up the curve of my neck before moving back to lick her claim on me. My cock feels like it's going to fucking explode, but I can't bury myself in her yet.

I apply more pressure to her clit as I slide a third finger inside her and curl them, keeping a steady pace and pattern until I feel her body tense and hear her breathing pick up.

"There we go," I whisper against her ear. "There's my good girl. You're going to come for Daddy, aren't you?"

Her eyes widen, and the haze of heat momentarily clears as her mouth opens in shock. I take that moment to pinch her clit and watch as her eyes roll in the back of her head and her knees shake. I coax her through her orgasm before slowing and eventually extracting my fingers.

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