Page 32 of Knot that Simple

I needed his hand in my pussy, relieving the pain he and his pack caused. My knees fell open, an invitation if I ever issued one.

“Gabriela…” he groaned my name as if it was a sin, and his hand tracked down my body, reaching the spot between my legs to find me soaking and needy. “I’m a broken man, and you make me whole again.”

“I need you,” I hissed, my hips bucking.

His fingers worked over my clit, a delicious sigh escaping us both as he rubbed me in circles. My legs trembled, and he held me in place, gripping my breast with his other hand.

“Lorcan... Oh my God...”

“Tell me what you need. I’ll give you everything. I’m nothing without you.”

He pushed two thick fingers inside me, the water dancing with the rhythm of his thrusts, my body feverish once again.

He licked my neck as he trusted deep and curved his fingers, hitting a new spot that had me seeing stars.

My legs tried to give, my body melting with every delicious move, but he held me in place, giving me what I needed the most.

“Lorcan, oh my God...” I felt the climax coming, almost trashing with so much need.

“I got you, I got you. I know what you need.”

And he did. He applied just the right pressure, but his words were what took me.

“Give it to me,mo chroí. Come for me. Yes, just like that. That’s it. Show me how you like it.”

And I shattered, right into his hands.

CHAPTER 11

LORCAN

She lookedfragile wrapped in a towel, her scent so prominent, it was forever stuck to my skin.

She was so beautiful, a beauty so raw, I couldn’t exactly put into words. Her body was soft, no sharp edges or roughness. Her nose was round and small, her hair curly, her shoulders soft and rounded, big hips and breasts making a perfect hourglass figure. And yet, her belly was soft too, her legs thick.

She was perfect beyond my wildest dreams, a true angel who came to save me when I thought I was beyond repair.

“Here, let’s move.” I offered my hand, a gesture so simple, she couldn’t understand how big it felt when she took it without a thought and let me lead her to the nest.

Hope wasn’t something I was used to feeling, and the moment the test came back positive letting us know they found an omega who could scent match our pack, building the perfect nest became a high priority.

The window was cracked open, a breeze coming in and making the shell chandelier I built for her dance. Her big brown eyes were fixed on it, shining each time the light caught the sea glass.

Her eyes found mine, and she dared the smallest of smiles, shy and uncertain, and it just made me adore her more.

We stepped forward and met in the middle, her head of curls barely reaching my chin. I couldn’t hold myself back. Now that I had touched her, I couldn’t stop. I traced her shoulder and down her arm, feeling her skin as small goosebumps rose.

“You’re so soft,” I whispered.

She smiled brightly at me, and I dipped my chin down to take her mouth. Her lips were plump and tasted like the crisp white wine we gave her at the boat. Her tongue was hot, fighting mine in a battle I didn’t want to win. She breathed out in satisfaction, and I cupped her head, furthering our connection.

We tumbled to bed, me on top of her, removing the towel around her body in a frenzy. I bit her shoulder, tasting her skin in a frustrating sigh when I couldn’t just devour her.

The noises she made were my undoing. I died blissfully when I finally got her naked and lowered my mouth to her nipple, playing with it with my tongue. She buried her hand in my hair, holding me safe against her breast.

“Naked. I need you naked.” She wrestled with the layers I still had on. Chuckling, I obliged. I kneeled above her, opening the buttons of my shirt while she worked on my trousers. Electricity ran through my body when she reached the elastic band of my underwear.

I looked down to her and tossed my shirt away at the same time she lowered my underwear. My cock bobbed free, painfully hard, and she gasped in a delicious sound.

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