Page 41 of Knot Happening

I began to move, my body undulating on top of him as I sought to adjust to his size, to find a rhythm that would bring us both the release we so desperately craved.Each thrust of my hips drove him deeper inside of me, the friction igniting a fire that threatened to consume us both.I could feel my inner walls gripping him tightly, my slick guiding the way.

Jin's hands moved from my hips to grip my waist, his fingers leaving bruises in their wake as he fought to hold back his climax.I could see the strain on his face, the clench of his jaw, and I reveled in the knowledge that I was the cause of his undoing.He was mine, completely and irrevocably mine, and I was determined to wring every ounce of pleasure from his body.

I leaned forward, my breasts pressing against the solid wall of his chest as I captured his lips in a searing kiss.Our tongues danced together, a mirror of the movement of our bodies below.I could taste the essence of him, a flavor that was uniquely Jin, and it only served to spur me on, to drive me higher and higher with each passing moment.

As our kiss deepened, Jin's control began to slip.His hips bucked up to meet mine, the force of his movements causing the makeshift nest around us to shake.I could feel the telltale swelling of his knot beginning to form at the base of his cock, a sign that his body was preparing to bind us together.

The knowledge that he was close to knotting sent a fresh wave of slick flooding from my core, coating his length and easing the way for the knot that was growing rapidly against me.I knew that once he was fully knotted inside of me, there would be no going back, no stopping the inevitable orgasm threatening to ruin me completely.

I could feel the knot expanding within me, making me ground down harder with a whine.Jin's fingers were digging into my skin, his body arching up to meet mine as he finally allowed himself to let go, pulling me down over and over like I was his own personal fleshlight.

And then, with a final thrust that seemed to shake the very foundations of the world around us, Jin's knot locked us together, the thickened flesh holding him deep inside of me.The sensation of being so thoroughly filled, of being claimed by Jin in such a fundamental way, was enough to send me spiraling over the edge, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave.

I cried out, my voice echoing off the walls of the penthouse as I rode the wave of my orgasm, Jin's name a prayer on my lips.I could feel him shuddering beneath me, his own release pulsing inside of me as he emptied himself into my waiting body.It was a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss, a moment that I knew I would remember for the rest of my life.

As the aftershocks began to subside, I collapsed against Jin's chest, my body slick with sweat and my breath coming in ragged gasps.He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close as his knot kept us bound together.A soft purr rumbled from deep within my chest.His heartbeat was a steady drum beneath my ear, a rhythm that lulled me into a state of peaceful contentment.

Jin's fingers traced idle patterns on my back, each stroke sending little shivers of delight up my spine as I nuzzled against him, my lips brushing against the warm skin of his neck.

forty-two

DARCY

The sensationof Jin's knot releasing from within me was a subtle shift in pressure, a gentle withdrawal that left me feeling oddly empty, even as the warmth of his seed lingered between my thighs.He stirred beside me, the movement drawing a soft whimper of protest from my lips, a sound that was equal parts need and contentment.

Jin shifted slightly, pressing a tender kiss to my forehead before he slipped out of our nest.I watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he moved across the room, his toned muscles flexing with each step he took.In his hands were large ziplock bags that I hadn't noticed before, filled with what looked like ripped garments, their edges frayed and colors faded.

He returned to my side, his dark eyes meeting mine as he handed me the bags.There was a shyness to his movements, a nervousness that was so at odds with the confident, powerful alpha I had come to know.It touched something inside of me, a softness that I had only ever shown to a precious few.

"I thought...maybe you could use these," Jin said, his voice a soft whisper that caressed my senses.He held my gaze, his own filled with a vulnerability that made my heart ache.

I accepted the offerings, the aroma of worn cloth wafting up to envelop me as I unfolded the bundles.It was the scent of my alphas, each one as distinct and intoxicating as the next.

I looked up at Jin, my eyes brimming with tears as I clutched the bags to my chest."This...this is perfect," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion."Thank you, Jin."

As if on cue, Jin produced two large crochet hooks from his pocket, their size and shape perfectly suited for the task of weaving the fabric into something new, something that would be uniquely mine.The gesture was so thoughtful, so utterly sincere, that it broke something inside of me.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I set the bags aside and threw my arms around Jin's neck, holding him close as I let the tears fall.He held me tightly, his hands stroking my hair as he murmured words of comfort in my ear.

"I wanted you to have something of ours, something that would remind you of home, of us," Jin said softly, his breath a warm whisper against my skin."I know it's not much, but I hoped it might help you feel more at ease here."

I pulled back just enough to look into his eyes, my own shining with unshed tears."It's more than enough," I assured him, my voice steadier now."I can't tell you how much this means to me."

I reached for the bags once more, my fingers brushing against the soft fabric as I imagined the blankets I would create.Each stitch would be a testament to the bond I shared with my alphas, a tangible representation of the love and trust that was growing between us.

Jin's thoughtfulness had touched a part of me that I had long thought lost, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there could be moments of pure, unadulterated joy.With the scent of my alphas surrounding me and the promise of a new beginning at my fingertips, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be.

forty-three

AXEL

I wasin the middle of a conversation with Razor, the tension of our words punctuated by the clinking of pool balls in the background, when the first explosion rocked the clubhouse.The ground shook beneath our feet, and the windows shattered, raining shards of glass down on us.Razor's eyes widened in shock, and I felt the adrenaline surge through my veins like wildfire.

"What the hell was that?"he yelled over the sudden cacophony of alarms and shouting that erupted around us.

I didn't have time to answer.The Iron Serpents had made their move, and The Vultures' NYC chapter was now under siege.I grabbed Razor by the collar of his jacket and hauled him to his feet."We're under attack!Get to cover!"

We barely made it to the relative safety of a concrete pillar before the second wave of explosions hit.The clubhouse groaned and trembled, and dust clouds billowed through the air, making it hard to see and breathe.The smell of gunpowder and burning rubber filled my nostrils, and I knew we were in deep shit.

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