Page 65 of Knot Only His

She shakes her head, a rueful smile tugging at her lips. “You make it sound so simple.”

“It can be.” I brush a stray lock of hair from her face. “You and I make a perfect team.”

She laughs. “A perfect pack.”

“I’ll give you anything you want. I’ve always wanted you, Harlow. You know that.” I tap on her chest, above her heart. “You feel me. I know you do.”

I want to ask how I smell, but I know she’ll bolt right, despite that eventually she is going to have to admit to how she feels.

Harlow opens her mouth, but I press my finger against her lips. “You don’t have to say anything. Unless it’s asking me to take you to bed.” Then I lean low and silence her with a kiss.

She chuckles against my lips.

I pull away. “Is that a yes?”

She melts against me, fingers tangling in my hair, as she returns the embrace. “Maybe we could have a friends-with-benefit situation. I missed sex so much since we—”

I grin. “You liked my knot?”

“Loved it. I’ve thought about that moment we had every day since.”

I kiss her lips. “Then, until we become more. Until you let me in.”

Until your omega finally awakens and you know I am yours.

“I am yours to use as you please,” I finish.

She bites her bottom lip as I lift her by the waist. Instinctively, she wraps her legs around my hips and her hands around the back of my neck. “You’re going to knot me.”

My hands roam to the curve of her ass as I walk back inside the house and say, “Every day for the rest of your life.”

She’ll soon know how true that will be.

Setting her down onto the top of my slate dining table, my fingers slide upward to the zip of her dress. As I drag it down, she lifts her hips for me to remove her dress.

Her tongue darts out as she watches me looking at her.

Her perfectly round breasts threaten to spill out of the cream lace bra she’s wearing. And the matching panties look virtually transparent and have my mouth watering to have a taste.

“You’re perfect.” I lean forward and rub my thumb over one nipple while I suck the other into my mouth, tasting the metal of the bar.

She gasps as I reach around and unclip the bra with my free hand.

I already know Harlow is desperate to feel me, but I’m still surprised when she shimmies her panties off and reaches to me and unzips my pants.

Her hand pulls my boxers over my hips, my aching cock springs up and slaps against my stomach. My body vibrates with the need to be inside this woman.

She doesn’t know it but slick coats her inner thighs and I’m inhaling the vanilla of her omega perfume like an addict.

“Lie down and open your legs for me, beautiful. I want to eat you out.”

She smiles as her hands press on the table, and she lowers herself just like the perfect omega.

Her dark brown curls spread around her head, making her look so angelic.

Her mouth falls open as I slip out of my pants and boxers, holding my throbbing cock as gorgeous turquoise eyes stare up at me.

“Let me see what’s mine.” I like to give her as much control as I can. I don’t want her running from me ever again.

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