Page 12 of Knot Only His

She melts against me, her body trembling slightly.

I tilt her chin up, searching her gaze. “Harlow...” My voice scratches against my throat.

She stares back at me, and before I can say another word, she surges up and her lips crash against mine.

The kiss is fierce, desperate.

Only when we finally part. Breathless, I gaze down at her. “Harlow...”

She reaches up, tracing the line of my jaw. “Why you?” she whispers.

I scoop her up into my arms, cradling her against my chest.

She lets out a soft sigh, nestling closer as I carry her back to my room.

Gently, I lay her down on the bed, hovering over her. “It was always me. Deep down, you knew. And now I’m not letting you go, Harlow,” I murmur, my eyes locked with hers. “Not now, never.”

She reaches up, her fingers tangling in the front of my shirt. “Just kiss me again,” she breathes, pulling me down for another searing kiss. And I lose myself in the taste of her, the feel of her body beneath mine.

All the tension, the desire, the longing—it all comes rushing to the surface as two people who have been denying what’s been there all along finally accept their destiny.

Nothing but us matters. Not Colton, certainly not the consequences of us being together. All that exists is Harlow and the overwhelming need to show her just how much she means to me.

I want more.

My cock is hard against her stomach as we kiss.

I kiss her mouth, her cheek, her neck, as I keep going lower.

“Do you want to feel your mate fucking you?”

She gasps as I kneel between her legs, and move her thong to one side.

My dick twitches, aching behind my pants.

“Your slick...”

She presses her hand against her pussy. “It’s not slick. I’m just wet.”

“Stop denying it and you’ll reveal sooner,” I groan as I run my nose along her skin—her thighs, her pelvic bone, her stomach—kissing her everywhere but where she wants and for long enough for her to moan.

“Do you want me to touch you?”

“Yes,” she murmurs, but she can hardly deny it when she is practically panting.

I want to tease her more, but I give in and suck her clit into my mouth.

“Oh my God,” she moans.

I fill her pussy with two fingers, thrusting them slowly in and out as I nibble and suck at her clit. She moans with each graze of my teeth across it. I soothe the bite with a flick of the tip of my tongue.

“Carver—”

“Come for me,” I say, pumping my fingers in and out of her as I suck on her clit.

“Carver! I’m…”

It’s the most beautiful sight to see your omega unravel for you for the first time–your very first time–and now I want to give her something she has never had.

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