Page 67 of Knot Only His

“You will. But don’t worry. We’ll work it out.”

She swallows as I line my cock against her wet slit. Sliding it through, enough to lubricate it. I’m not a small man and I know Harlow is so fucking tight. And I’d never hurt her.

I press the crown an inch inside her, watching as her pussy stretches around me. I pull out. She whines. Her eyes widen, but I pretend I never heard it as I press inside her again.

This time, her pussy clamps around my dick, pulling me into her sweet heat.

A purr rumbles in my chest as her fingers grip my shoulders.

“Carver…” she breathes. “You’re so big.”

“And you’re so tight, baby. Tell me when you can take more of me.” I know she can take all of me. Her omega wants this so much, but she has to believe it. And I don’t want to scare her off.

She nods, and slowly, I inch inside her until I bottom out. Only my knot is on the outside.

“Oh yes.”

“Tell me you’re mine, Harlow.”

“I’m yours, Carver.”

I growl. It’s so loud that her eyes widen as shestares at me.

But when she smiles, my hips thrust. Her pussy feels like it’s gripping every inch. And it feels fucking amazing.

Her hips meet mine. And soon we're fucking hard.

Skin slapping.

Bodies pounding until she cries out. “Please.”

My vision goes hazy. I shake my head, warding it off.

I have to knot her. I also have to resist this urge I have to make her mine forever.

This must be what it feels like to go into a rut. To have that sensation of losing sense of what is right and wrong. Because right now, I want to sink my teeth into her neck as I fuck her until my knot slides inside her and we’re locked here on this table for the rest of the night.

I run my tongue over my teeth, knowing I can’t claim her. Not before she gets the chance to understand what—who she is.

“Oh God, Carver. You feel so good. So right… So mine.” Her climax nears as her pussy quivers around my dick, and it’s all I needed to hear. All I need to feel.

I buck my hips back and press forward over and over, letting my knot slide along her slick.

“I need your knot. Now. Please!”

My hips rear before thrusting forward. This time my knot pushes through her tight ring and locks—her pussy clamps around my dick.

Her fingernails dig into my ass as a scream rips from her lips.

“Fuck!” I grunt as I release every drop of cum inside her while gazing at the column of her neck, my teeth aching.

Her eyes lock onto mine.

It’s like she knows.

But I’ll still wait for Harlow to present her neck and beg me to be hers.

Chapter 17

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