Page 164 of Knot Unwanted: Part One

She cries out, her hips bucking up to meet me, desperate for more. I grip her hips firmly, holding her steady, my fingers pressing into her soft skin as I take my time exploring her. “That’s it,” I murmur against her, my voice low and warm. “You taste so fucking good, baby. So perfect.”

Her clit swells beneath my tongue as I circle it, teasing her with light, calculated strokes. She moans, her body writhing, her thighs trembling on either side of my head. Her pleasure spills over me like a drug, and I want more—I want all of her.

I slide a finger inside her, groaning at how tight she is, how her body grips me like she never wants to let me go. “God, you’re perfect,” I whisper, my voice thick with need. “So wet for me. So ready. You’re doing so well, sweetheart.”

Her moans grow louder, her breath coming in frantic, broken gasps, and I can feel her body responding to me, her walls fluttering around my finger. I add another, stretching her carefully, filling her as I keep my tongue working her clit. Her hands fist thesheets, and her head thrashes from side to side, her body a trembling, desperate mess beneath me.

“Finn,” she gasps, my name tumbling from her lips like a prayer, breathless and pleading. “Please… I can’t… I need…”

Her voice breaks on the words, and my chest aches with how much I want to give her everything. I press my free hand gently to her stomach, grounding her as I curl my fingers inside her, finding the spot that makes her cry out. “I know, baby,” I murmur, my lips brushing her folds between strokes of my tongue. “I know exactly what you need. Let me give it to you. Let me make you feel good.”

Her thighs clamp around my head as my tongue drags firmly over her clit, my fingers pumping into her with slow, deliberate strokes, curling just right. She’s so close—her body tenses, her breath catches, and then she shatters.

She screams my name, her back arching off the bed as the orgasm crashes over her. Her body convulses, her pussy clenching tight around my fingers, holding me like she never wants to let me go. I don’t stop—I ride the waves with her, my tongue gentling over her clit, my fingers slowing to coax every last tremor from her.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” I murmur, my voice soft, full of awe. “Look at you. So beautiful when you come for me.”

Her body finally relaxes, her thighs trembling on either side of me, her chest rising and falling in shallow gasps. She’s a mess—hair wild, skin flushed, utterly wrecked—and it’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen. I press a kiss to her thigh, my fingers still buried inside her, feeling the aftershocks of her release pulse around me.

But I know it won’t be enough.

She’s still trembling, her body still taut with need, and I can feel it—she’s not done. She needs more.

The moment she opens her eyes, I know I’m right. They’re dark and glazed with pleasure but she’s already gripping the blankets beneath her, body trembling as fresh tremors go through her frame.

I need to make her come again.

Only then do I rise up over her, my cock poised at her entrance.

I gaze down at her, my breath ragged, my heart pounding in my chest. Her eyes are wide, pupils blown with desire and a hint of nervousness. I take her hand, guiding it to my cock, wrapping her fingers around the shaft. She gasps, eyes flicking down to where her hand grips me.

“Feel that, sweetheart?” My voice is thick, ragged, trembling with need I can’t hold back. “That’s what you do to me. That’s how much I want you.”

Her fingers tighten around me experimentally, and I groan, my hips jerking against her grip. That small, curious squeeze shatters any shred of control I have left. Her eyes widen at my reaction, a small, teasing smile tugging at her lips. She likes this power—she likes how easily she can unravel me.

“Good,” I murmur, my forehead dipping to touch hers. “I want you to feel it. I want you to know how much control you have over me, Hailey. This is all for you.”

Her smile softens, her lips parting as her breath comes faster, more uneven. I press a kiss to her cheek, her jaw, her lips, taking my time, grounding her in the moment.

“This is your first time,” I murmur, consciously trying to keep my voice gentle but firm. “So we’re going to take it slow, okay? I want you to feel everything. But if it’s too much—if you need me to stop—tell me.”

She nods, her eyes wide and trusting, her chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths. I kiss her again, slow and deep, coaxing her body to relax beneath me. Her thighs part wider, and the invitation is unmistakable. Every part of her is telling me she’s ready.

I guide myself to her entrance, the head of my cock brushing against her slick folds. A low moan escapes her lips, raw and unrestrained, as I drag myself through her heat, coating myself in herslick. Her hips lift on instinct, trying to take me in, and I chuckle softly, the sound strained.

“Easy, sweetheart,” I whisper, my lips brushing her ear. “Let me take care of you.”

I press forward slowly, the tip of my cock breaching her entrance, and I nearly lose myself right there. Her heat surrounds me, tight and wet and so fucking perfect that I have to pause, gripping the sheets to keep from sinking deeper.

“Fuck,” I groan, my forehead falling against hers as I fight for control. Her fingers dig into my arms, her breath hitching as she adjusts to me. She’s trembling beneath me, her body taut and strung tight, and I hold still, giving her time to adapt to the stretch.

“You feel…” I trail off. “God, Hailey. You feel so fucking good. So tight. So perfect.”

A quiet whimper escapes her lips, her hips shifting restlessly as if she’s trying to take more of me. I slide in a little deeper, inch by inch, watching her face for any sign of discomfort. Her body molds around me, clenching, pulling me in, and I can feel her trembling with every inch I give her.

“That’s it,” I coax, my voice rough with restraint. “You’re doing so well, sweetheart. Take me. Take all of me.”

Her head tilts back, a soft moan spilling from her lips as I stretch her, fill her. It’s everything I’ve never known I wanted. She’s perfect—so fucking perfect—and I’m completely undone.

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