Page 236 of Knot Unwanted: Part One

“Tell me to stop,” I whisper, even though I don’t fucking want her to. I don’t want to stop. Breaths pant from me as I drag my teeth along the curve of her jaw. I don’t want to fucking stop. Myhands grip her thighs, lifting her higher as I press her hard against the wall. Her legs wrap around my waist, her heat pressing against me in a way that makes me see stars. “If this is too much, tell me to stop.”

She shakes her head, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulls me closer. “Don’t stop,” she breathes, her voice trembling. “Please, Finn. I want this. I want you.”

Her words are like gasoline on the fire roaring inside me.

“Fuck,” I growl, positioning myself at her entrance. The tip of my cock slides against her slick folds, and I let out a low, guttural sound, my hips jerking forward of their own accord. “You’re so wet for me. You’ve been wanting this too, haven’t you?”

Her cheeks flush, but she doesn’t look away. “Yes,” she whispers, that sweet little voice, barely audible.

“Say it,” I growl. “I want to hear you say it.”

“I want you,” she says, louder this time, her nails scraping against my scalp. “I want you, Finn.”

“Fuck,” I groan, my head falling forward as I push into her slowly. Inch by inch, her body stretches around me, tight and hot and perfect, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from losing it right then and there.

She lets out a sharp gasp, her head falling back against the wall as her nails dig into my shoulders. “Oh gods,” she breathes, voice shaking.

I still for a moment, my forehead pressing against hers as I fight to keep myself together. “Are you okay?” I rasp, voice strained.

“Yes,” she whispers. Her breath hitches, but she doesn’t try to pull away. “Just…give me a second.”

I nod, my hands gripping her thighs as I try to focus on anything other than how fucking good she feels. Her body clenches around me, and I let out a low whine, my hips twitching involuntarily.

After a moment, she shifts her hips, her breath catching as sheadjusts to the stretch. “Okay,” she says softly, her voice trembling. “I’m okay. You can move.”

I pull back slowly, almost all the way out, before thrusting back into her. The sensation is overwhelming, her walls gripping me like a vice, her heat melting away the last shreds of my self-control.

“Fuck, Hailey,” I groan, my hands tightening on her thighs as I start to move. “You feel so fucking good. So tight. So perfect.”

She moans, her arms wrapping around my neck as she clings to me, her body meeting mine with every thrust. “Finn,” she gasps, her voice breaking. “Oh, gods…”

“That’s it,” I growl, my lips brushing against her ear. “Take it, baby. Take all of me.”

Her breath is hot against my neck, her nails raking down my back as her hips buck against mine. The sound of her moans, the way her body moves with mine, the way she looks at me like she’s being consumed by me—it’s making me fucking feral.

“You like that?” I rasp, my teeth grazing the curve of her shoulder. “You like the way I’m fucking you?”

“Yes,” she cries out. “Yes, Finn. Don’t stop. F-fuck me harder.”

Oh.

Fuck.

I slam into her harder, faster, the sound of skin against skin echoing in the small space. The icy water from the shower streams down our bodies, but it does nothing to cool the fire raging inside me.

“You’re mine,” I growl, my hands gripping her hips as I thrust into her again and again. “You hear me? You’re fuckingmine, Hailey.” How did I not realize this sooner? All that time researching bullshit on the Internet. It was clear as day from the start. Hailey ismine.

“Yes,” she gasps, her nails digging into my shoulders. “I’m yours, Finn. All yours.”

The words send a jolt through me, and I bury myself deeper, my teeth scraping against her neck as I groan her name. She criesout, her body tightening around me as she trembles in my arms, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps.

“Come for me, baby,” I growl, my voice rough and shaky. “I want to feel you come.”

Her back arches, her head falling back as she cries out, her nails raking down my back as her orgasm crashes over her. The sight of her—flushed and trembling, her lips parted in pleasure—is enough to send me over the edge.

I thrust into her one last time, burying myself deep as my release rips through me. My head falls forward, a low, guttural groan escaping me as I hold her close, my hands shaking as they grip her thighs.

For a moment, the world is silent, the only sound being the steady beat of the water against the tiles. Her pussy clenches against me, little flutters going through her core from the aftershock of her release.

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