Page 40 of Knot Happening

"Why me, Jin?"I finally managed to ask, my voice barely above a whisper."Why did you follow me before you even knew I was your scent match?"

He stiffened beside me, his eyes dropping from my face to the book in his hands.For a moment, he didn't speak, the silence stretching between us, thick and heavy.Then, with a sigh that seemed to come from the very depths of his soul, he began to speak.

"I admired you, Darcy," he said softly, his gaze still fixed on the book."From afar, I watched you navigate a world that seemed intent on breaking you.Your strength, your courage...It was like nothing I'd ever seen before.You were hope in a life that had been nothing but misery."

His words hung in the air, painting a picture of a young man who had found solace in the mere sight of me.I listened, rapt, as he recounted tales of his past, of a life that had led him to volunteer at the OU.He spoke of the whispers he'd heard about me, of the protective instinct that had been ignited within him long before our paths had ever crossed.

"When I heard the McCarthy estate was hiring, I knew it was fate," he continued, his voice steady and sure."I needed a job, but more than that, I needed to be near you.I needed to ensure that you were safe, that you were protected.And when I caught your scent for the first time...I knew."

His words washed over me, filling me with a warmth that seemed to seep into my very bones.I watched him closely, monitoring his scent and tone for any hint of deception.But there was none.His honesty was as clear and pure as the finest crystal, and it shattered any remaining walls I had erected around my heart.

I realized, in that moment, surrounded by the nest he had lovingly crafted for me, with the taste of my favorite cookies on my tongue and the sound of his voice still echoing in my ears, that I had fallen in love with Jin Kang.It was a love that had crept up on me silently, wrapping itself around my heart with a gentleness that belied its strength.

Overwhelmed, I leaned in, my heart pounding in my chest.Our lips met in a kiss that was both a question and an answer, a delicate dance of tongues and teeth that spoke of longing and promises yet to be made.It was a kiss that was both a revelation and a homecoming, a moment so pure and perfect that it took my breath away.

Jin's hands found their way to my waist, his fingers warm and firm against my skin.With a tenderness that brought tears to my eyes, he set the book aside, the stories within it paling in comparison to the narrative that was unfolding between us.He pulled me into his lap, guiding me into a straddling position, and I went willingly, my body melting into his.

The kiss deepened, our breaths mingling in an intimate dance that sent shivers down my spine.I clung to him, my fingers curled into fists behind his neck, the sensation of his heartbeat echoing the frantic rhythm against my fingertips.But it wasn't enough for Jin.He wanted—needed—me closer, and with a low growl that resonated in the very core of his being that I felt vibrated all throughout mine, he pulled me tighter against himself until we were pressed so closely together that I could feel the steady thrum of his pulse, the solidness of his chest against mine.

Dizzy with need, I could feel the heat building within me, a warmth that spread through my veins like wildfire.My slick pooled in my panties, making me clench my thighs tightly around his waist.Jin inhaled deeply in response, his nostrils flaring as he drank in the scent of coconut and vanilla.A groan of pure want escaped his lips, a sound that was both a surrender and a declaration of his own need as his own scent flared in our nest.

He pulled back, his eyes searching mine, seeking—needing—my consent.And I gave it freely, my gaze steady and sure, my voice a whisper against the silence."More, Jin.I want all of you."

His hands were a whirlwind of movement, fingers deftly undoing the buttons of my shirt, peeling the fabric away from my skin with an urgency that left me breathless.Each inch of flesh he exposed was met with a reverent kiss, his lips a brand against my cool skin.I was a canvas, and he was the artist, painting me with his desire.

I sat on his lap, my body trembling with anticipation as he stripped me bare.My shirt fell away, followed by my bra, and I was naked from the waist up, my breasts heavy with need.Jin's eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of me, his gaze like a physical touch that ignited a fire within my core.

He pulled me into another heated kiss.I clung to him, my fingers digging into the solid muscle of his shoulders, the feel of his biceps beneath my palms a reminder of his strength—a strength he was using to worship my body.

Jin broke the kiss, his lips trailing a path of fire down my neck, across my collarbone, until they reached the sensitive peak of my breast.He took my nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it into a hardened peak.A moan escaped my lips, the sound swallowed by the quiet hum of the penthouse around us.

My body arched into his touch, seeking more of the exquisite pleasure.Jin's hair was too short to tangle my fingers in, so I clutched at his shoulders, my nails scoring his skin through the fabric of his shirt.I wanted to mark him, to claim him as mine in every way possible.

He switched his attention to my other breast, his hand coming up to cup the one he had just abandoned.His fingers were deft, rolling and pinching my nipple in time with the movements of his mouth on its twin.I was a symphony of sensation, each note he played on my body building to a crescendo that threatened to overwhelm me.

I could feel the slick heat between my thighs causing a whine to unintentionally escape.My hips rocked against him of their own accord, seeking friction, seeking release from the tension that was coiling tighter and tighter within me.

Jin's hand abandoned my breast, sliding down my stomach in a slow, tantalizing caress that left goosebumps in its wake.His fingers dipped beneath the waistband of my pants, teasing the edge of my slick-soaked panties.I whined again, needy and desperate for him to touch me where I needed him most.

With a swift, sure movement, Jin maneuvered me as he stripped me of my pants and underwear, leaving me completely bared to him.He gazed down at me, his eyes filled with a hunger that mirrored my own.I felt wanton and wild, spread open on his lap with my slick glistening on my thighs.

He didn't make me wait long.His fingers found my center, sliding through my folds with an ease that spoke of how ready I was for him.He circled my clit, the barest touch that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through my body.I cried out, my fingers clenching tighter on his shoulders as I rode the wave of sensation.I was so sensitive.Why did his touch make me so sensitive?

Jin's lips found mine once more, swallowing my cries as he continued to tease my clit, his fingers working in a maddening rhythm that had me teetering on the edge of release.I was close, so close, and with a final flick of his finger, I tumbled over the edge, my body shattering into a thousand pieces as my orgasm washed over me way too soon it was practically embarrassing.

The pleasure that had just crested through me left me aching, needy, desperate for more—desperate for Jin.I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, could hardly see straight through the haze of want that clouded my vision.I needed him inside of me, filling the emptiness that seemed to gnaw at my very core.It was a hunger that couldn't be sated by anything less than the fullness only he could provide… and his knot.

Without a second thought, my hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt.But patience was a virtue I no longer possessed.I needed him now, and I couldn't waste another moment on trivialities like undressing.I pushed his shirt up, exposing the taut muscles of his abdomen, and leaned forward, pressing a trail of heated kisses against his skin.

My hands were shaking with anticipation as I reached for his belt, undoing the clasp with a swift tug.I yanked his pants open, the sound of the zipper breaking echoing in the quiet of our nest, and his cock sprang free, thick and heavy and oh-so-hard.

I didn't pause to admire him, didn't bother to take my time.My body was acting on instinct, driven by my omega.I positioned myself above him, the slick heat of my arousal coating his length as I prepared to take him inside of me.

With a single, decisive movement, I impaled myself on him, the sheer size of him stretching me to the limits of what I could handle.A gasp tore from my throat, a sound that was part pleasure, part pain, and wholly overwhelmed by the sensation of being so completely filled.Jin was big, bigger than I remembered, and the realization that he was inside of me, that I had taken all of him, sent a thrill of ecstasy coursing through my veins.

Jin's reaction was equally visceral.His fingers dug into the flesh of my hips, his head thrown back in a silent cry as he fought to maintain control.I could feel the tense set of his muscles beneath me, the shuddering breaths that escaped his parted lips.

"Fuck, Darcy," he muttered under his breath, the words a litany of need and restraint."I can't...I need...Fuck."

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