Page 102 of Knot Made to Break: Part One

She was a vision in the moonlight, all soft curves and delicate features. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her angelic face. Those ice-blue eyes of hers seemed almost electric, wide and vulnerable as they locked onto mine. The city lights twinkled in the distance behind her, creating a backdrop of glittering stars.

Fuck, I didn’t deserve her. The things I’d done this evening alone…

If she knew, she’d never have me.

My Omega was light and love and everything fucking good in this world. I was half afraid to touch her for fear of corrupting any part of her.

And yet, I couldn’t stay away if I tried.

She came closer, her bare feet padding softly across the rooftop. “There you are,” she said, relief evident in her voice.

“You were looking for me?” I had no idea why that small admission shocked me so damn much. The last I’d seen of her, she was cozied up with my brothers, a bundle of Omega wrapped up in warm blankets and warmer bodies. I hadn’t wanted to disturb the peaceful scene to let anyone know I was home, so I’d gone to my room to shed my bloodied clothes before tugging on my swim shorts and heading for the hot tub to soak the tension from my muscles.

“I… I was worried about you.”

Was that a hint of guilt I saw flicker through her expression? She couldn’t possibly be blaming herself for tonight… could she?

I hated that look. Desperately wanted to erase it from her face.

The Alpha in me demanded I fix it.

Watching her predatorily, I tracked the hitch of her breath, the way her eyes caught the light, how her teeth abused her pink bottom lip, the tightening of her arms as she tried to hide the shade of her nipples, which happened to be visible beneath the nearly translucent nightgown she wore.

“Come here, my little Omega,” I rumbled.

She only hesitated for a moment before heeding my command.

Andgoddamn…

Her submission was absolutely fucking beautiful.

I watched as Kit approached, her steps timid yet graceful. The thin fabric clung to her curves, leaving little to theimagination. My cock twitched beneath the water, already half-hard at the mere sight of her.

“You must be cold,” I prompted, spotting the prickle of goosebumps along her skin and how she shivered when the breeze kicked up. It blew her scent in my direction, her natural mossy, floral signature mixed with Marco’s leather and motor oil in a way that wasn’t simply from sleeping beside each other.

Interesting…

“I am, but it’s worth it to see you. I must have fallen asleep while I was waiting for you to come home. I just… I wanted to check that you were alright.”

Before I could think better of it, I found myself asking a tantalizing question. “Why don’t you make it up to me by joining me?”

That endearing as fuck blush painted her cheeks as she glanced down at her flimsy sleep dress. It barely brushed the tops of her thighs, and I drank in the length of her toned legs.

“I… I don’t have a swimsuit,” Kit stammered, flushing an even deeper shade of pink.

I couldn’t help the wolfish grin that spread across my face. “Who says you need one?”

Her eyes widened, and for a moment I thought I’d pushed too far. But then she bit her lip, considering. The sight of her teeth sinking into that plump flesh sent a jolt of desire straight to my groin.

“I suppose I could just… keep this on?” she offered shyly, plucking at the soft cotton.

“Perfect,” I purred, holding out my hand to help her in.

Kit placed her delicate fingers in mine, and I marveled at how small and fragile they felt compared to my own scarred, calloused hands. Gently, I guided her into the water. The nightgown billowed around her before clinging to her curves likea second skin. The white material turned practically transparent, leaving only a veil of modesty between us.

She settled across from me, submerging herself up to her shoulders in the steaming water. A soft sigh of pleasure escaped her lips as the heat enveloped her, and I had to stifle a groan.

Damn, even the smallest sounds she made drove me wild.

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