Page 113 of Knot Happening Again

I hum against her, the vibrations pushing her over the edge. She comes with a cry, her back arching as pleasure washes over her. I work her through it, not letting up until she pushes weakly at my head.

I pull back, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand as I look up at her. Ophelia's a vision, sprawled out on my piano, chest heaving as she catches her breath.

She's never looked more beautiful.

"Fuck," I breathe, standing up. My cock strains against my jeans, begging for attention. "You're incredible, you know that?"

Ophelia laughs breathlessly, pushing herself up on her elbows. "You're not so bad yourself."

I lean down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. She moans, tasting herself on my tongue. When we break apart, I rest my forehead against hers.

"I think this might be my new favorite instrument," I murmur, running my hands along her thighs.

She raises an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Oh? And here I thought you were partial to your guitar."

I grin, nipping at her bottom lip. "I mean, the guitar's great, but can I do this with it?"

My hands slide up to her waist, lifting her slightly and pulling her to the edge of the piano. She gasps as I grind against her, the rough denim of my jeans rubbing against her oversensitive flesh.

"Point taken," she breathes, her legs wrapping around my waist.

I reach between us, fumbling with the button of my jeans. Ophelia's hands join mine, helping me undo the zipper. Together, we push my jeans and boxers down just enough to free my aching cock.

I line myself up with her entrance, the head of my cock sliding through her wetness. We both groan at the sensation. I lock eyes with her, silently asking for permission.

Ophelia nods, her hands gripping my shoulders. "Please, Troy. I need you."

That's all I need to hear. I push into her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight heat enveloping me. We both moan as I bottom out, our hips flush against each other.

I give her a moment to adjust, peppering kisses along her jaw and neck. When she starts to squirm impatiently, I pull back, only to thrust back in hard.

The force of it causes more keys to sound, creating a backdrop of random notes to our lovemaking. It's chaotic and perfect, just like us.

I set a steady rhythm, each thrust punctuated by the piano's protest. Ophelia meets me move for move, her nails digging into my shoulders as she clings to me.

"Fuck, Ophelia," I groan, burying my face in her neck. "You feel so good. So fucking perfect."

She whimpers, tilting her head to give me better access. "You too. God, Troy, don't stop."

As if I'd ever want to. I pick up the pace, my hips slamming into hers. The piano rocks with our movements, the cacophony of notes growing louder.

Fuck, she feels so good. Every time I thrust inside her, I feel her tight, hot walls crushing me. The friction is delicious, and I can't think a single thought that doesn't revolve around her.

Then again, that's getting hard lately even when I'm not buried knot-deep in her.

"You want my knot, princess?" I pant, thrusting faster. I can feel her close again, even though she's not in heat.

"Yes," she moans, throwing her head back. "Fuck, yes, Troy, please?—"

She doesn't even have the chance to finish before my knot slips in and the tightness becomes almost unbearable since she's not in heat. My vision goes white for a second as I bottom out inside her and she freezes, our eyes meeting. For a split second,we share an unspoken understanding. Something that goes beyond words.

If I had to try, though… it's the realization that she's mine.

I already knew that. From the moment we met her at Temporary Bonds, if I'm being honest with myself. And I knew Ophelia belonged with us, as a pack, but this… this is our moment. Just her and me. And I never want it to end.

Ophelia's moans rise in pitch, and I can feel her walls starting to flutter around me. I slip a hand between us, finding her clit and rubbing tight circles.

"Come for me again, princess," I growl in her ear. "I want you to come all over my cock with my knot buried inside you, stretching that tight little cunt to the brink."

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