Page 54 of Hard Knot

Being railed by this hot new Alpha that all those bitches would be begging was theirs.

I’m too far gone, my rhythm faltering as the pressure builds to a breaking point. His hands steady me, guiding my movements with unrelenting precision, and it’s enough to push me over the edge.

“I’ll make it happen for you, Omega,” he affirms as if he’s already planning it all out in his mind. “But I gotta hear you scream my name now as you come undone. You can do that for me, yes?”

“Y-Yes!” I’m tipping over the edge, so fucking close, my whole body is locking up. It doesn’t slow Carter in the slightest as he takes the lead in giving me those last deep thrusts with the lift of his hips.

“Cum for me, Abbie.”

“CARTER!”

My orgasm crashes through me, leaving me trembling and crying out his name. The sensation of me tightening around him drags him down with me, his groan echoing in my ears as he spills into me.

“Fuck, Abbie!” He takes a deep breath, stilling as I sink as deeply as I can on his length. I feel the growth of his knot tempting me, and it takes a deep growl of restraint to lift me swiftly enough to pull his cock out so he doesn’t lock in.

It’s hard to ignore the hint of disappointment brewing within the depths of my heart, but I can think straight enough to affirm that we can’t do that yet. Not when everything is still so new and fresh.

We’re both left breathless, our bodies trembling as we come down from the high. His arm wraps around my waist, holding me steady as I slump against him, my forehead resting on his shoulder.

He’s stroking my back, as if to give me some form of comfort, while I end up unconsciously seeking his knot, massaging it like it’s an exchange needed to keep us both sane with our designated instincts.

“You okay?” he murmurs, his voice softer now, laced with concern.

I nod, my breath still uneven but my body feeling somewhat content.

“That...was definitely not a quickie.”

He laughs, the sound rumbling through his chest.

“Guess I’ll have to redefine quickie next time.”

We’re sharing a look now, and I begin to wonder once I meet his other pack members, are we going to have a “next time”?

Are we going to keep this going? Whatever this is.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he quietly confesses, as though he’s reading my mind. He moves his thumb along my bottom lip, while his eyes bore into mine.

“You realize you can’t guarantee that,” I mutter.

“Yeah I can.” He smiles with that cocky confidence of his, that it makes me want to laugh this off, despite my heart clenching at the mere idea of him suddenly being gone in a snap of my fingers.

As if this is all a dream.

"Elizabeth.”

The way he speaks my name so softly with passion forces me to pull away from my spiraling thoughts so I can only focus on him.

“Giovannis always get what they want,” he vows like some sort of promise. “I want you, and if that means fighting Holmes so he doesn’t get his way, so be it.”

Something tells me this Holmes Alpha is going to be our biggest obstacle.

Bring it on. I can deal with stubborn Alphas.

Just as his lips are about to meet mine, a sharp tap on the window makes us both jump.

A man stands outside, an amused expression on his face as he gestures for us to roll down the window. I’m already blushing while realizing this man could have been standing there the entire time, watching me bounce on Carter like no end.

Fuck! Embarrassing!

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