Page 47 of Knot Only His

She is getting hazy and I am sure it’s because my alpha scent wraps around her, smothering her with its intensity as I press my thigh against her core—my body against hers.

She moans. The sound sends shivers down my spine, and slowly I lose myself to listening to her desire. I forget about myself. And when her core spasms and waves of bliss shoot through her body, she whimpers over and over.

I keep kissing her while she rides it out. Until finally, she gasps and her body slumps against mine.

I just hold her against me, feeling her heart beating against mine. And her pussy still pulsates against my thigh.

My soaked thigh. “Your slick has drenched me.”

Her eyes lock on mine as she freezes against the wall.

Fuck!

“It’s not slick.” She wriggles her legs, and I sigh as I release my grip, setting her feet on the floor.

She presses her key into her apartment door and says, “Goodnight, Carver.”

“Harlow...” I plant my foot in the doorway, ignoring her glare. “You need to face the truth,” I say, holding the door open.

“You're wrong!” she yells and points to the wet patch on my trousers. “I obviously squirted.”

I should be furious, but I'm not, and I snort.

She presses her hands against her hips as I chuckle lightly, before saying, “That’s one way of saying it. Or my omega slicked all over my leg.”

I’m still too busy laughing when I lose my footing in the door. And as I try to regain my balance, she gives me a sardonic grin before slamming the door in my face.

I try the handle, but this is the type of door that automatically locks.

“Let me in. We need to talk,” I growl, holding back my alpha bark.

“Fuck off, Carver. I am not an omega!”

“You loved my knot, omega.”

“Stop it.”

I press my forehead against the door. My head dips as I smell her slick now coating my leg. Smiling as I remember the moment her eyes closed as she fell apart on my thigh. Though it was not nearly as sweet as her coming apart, with my knot locked inside her a few weeks ago.

“We’re going to talk. Harlow. Because you are...and you’re mine.”

She doesn’t respond, but I hear her deep sigh. I don’t want to push it, especially as I’m realizing that Harlow truly believes she’s an alpha.

“We’re real, darling. Have a think about us tonight because I can’t give up on us. And I don’t want you to give up on me either.”

I bang my head against the door when she doesn’t reply again. I need to hold her—it may not happen tonight. But I’m going to make sure it happens again.

You took it too fucking fast.

“I’m coming back tomorrow, Harlow.” I push off the door and wait for a moment. She doesn’t respond.

I’m so fucking close to her being mine, and I know I shouldn’t have pushed her being an omega, but she’s going to have to deal with the truth in the end and I want it to be soon.

Sighing, I finally walk away.

Tonight is going to be a long night.

Chapter 12

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