Page 143 of Knot All is Forgiven

I lick Slime's release off my hand before pressing a kiss to his mouth and rolling over, gathering Jordan in my arms and positioning her between the two of us. Remembering the conversation we had after her first heat spike, I gently lift one of her legs and slide my cock into her half-asleep body.

She moans, and I immediately shush her, running my hands down her hair. "Shh, Jordy, you're okay. You're okay, sweetie. You need a little more sleep. Let me take care of you."

My movements are slow, as much to lull her back to sleep as they are to keep me from shooting off in her too soon. I'm still so keyed up from messing around with Slime.

After a few moments, her breathing deepens, and she falls back to sleep as I gently rock my cock into her. Her skin is flushed, for sure, but she's still at a manageable level.

Icarus jolts up, naked from taking care of Jordan after Cyrus was done with her. "She's awake?"

I hold a finger to my lips. "No, she's asleep."

"Are you fucking her while she sleeps?" he hisses. If he notices Simon stretched out and covered in cum, he doesn't mention it.

"We talked about it before. She's consented."

He sucks his teeth and nods, taking me at my word.

That's one of the great things about Icarus. He cares fiercely for Jordan and will do anything to protect her, but he also trusts her. He doesn't think she's too fragile or naive to make her own decisions.

That care extends to us as his packmates, too. He could be massively overprotective of Jordan with us, and none of us could fault him for it, but even from the beginning, he's encouraged her to hear us out.

Icarus slips out of the nest, mumbling about making tea, and Simon curls up on Jordan's front. He stares at her in rapture, so much love and devotion in his eyes I may as well be looking at cartoon hearts.

Eventually, we both drift off to sleep, Jordan keeping my cock warm as she sleeps peacefully.

But the peace doesn't last because I am jolted awake when I am slammed on my back, and Jordan impales herself on my cock. Somehow, she managed to slip off of me and get me pinned while I was asleep.

Her face is flushed, and her eyes are wild as she grinds her hips, hands pressing against my pecs. I stare at where our bodies connect, loving how her pale flesh looks against mine.

"Jordy, whatever are you doing?" I bite my lip, holding back a chuckle at the feral look on her face. "Are you taking advantage of me?"

She snarls, curling her fingers to dig her nails into my chest. "Mine."

I cup her cheek, and she leans happily into the touch. Her skin is fevered but not as hot as I know it will get over the next few days. "Yes, love, I'm yours."

"Bite. Bite, bite, bite!" she chants, exposing her throat beautifully.

With a hand around her hips, I manage to sit up, thrusting slowly into her from below and holding her to my chest. "You sure you want my bite, Jordy?"

I want this more than anything, but she has to want it, too—and not just because she's in heat. I can't think of anything better than always feeling her with me, but it will sour if this is a split-second decision.

"She's sure," Cyrus says, groaning as he rolls over onto his side. "I can feel it."

Jordan chomps her teeth at me again before stretching her neck out exaggeratedly. Wrapping an arm under her knee, I push forward, causing her to fall backward as I throw her leg over my shoulder. She moans loudly as I grind my hips into her core, and I catch the sounds with my mouth.

"Your sounds of pleasure taste so delicious," I hum, dragging my nose up her throat. "Almost as good as you tasted on Simon's cock."

She whines and grabs at my back, raking her fingernails down the bare skin, and I hiss with the sensation. It doesn't hurt, but it's not my favorite feeling.

Simon notices my wince and appears behind Jordan's head, grabbing her hands and pulling them over her head. "Your Alpha didn't like that, peaches," he coos. Jordan looks devastated, eyes wide and glassy as she stares at me.

"You can make it up to me, Jordy," I purr, rubbing my nose on hers. "All you have to do is say you're mine, forever."

She blinks several times, the haze clearing from her eyes. She stares at me, and I fall into her pale green eyes, spending what feels like an eternity waiting for her answer.

"Rafe," she says with a sigh. "Alpha. Yours."

The hand that clenched my heart releases, and I snarl, primal instincts taking over as I thrust into her quickly, taking her by surprise. She screams as I bottom out, her leg over my shoulder giving me more leverage to rub the pad of my thumb into her clit. Hypersensitive because of her heat, it doesn't take long for me to get her on the edge.

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