Page 244 of Knot Unwanted: Part One

The heat is intense, tight and burning, and I can feel the way hisbody trembles, the way his hands clutch at me as I press deeper, filling him inch by inch.

“Fuck,” I rasp, my voice trembling as I bury myself inside him.

His head tips back, a soft, broken moan spilling from his lips as his legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer. “Jax,” he gasps, his voice shaking. “Please… don’t stop.”

“I won’t,” I murmur, my hands tightening on his hips as I begin to move.

I pull back and thrust into him, slow and deep, and the sound he makes—a soft, breathless whimper—sends a shiver down my spine. His eyes flutter open, locking onto mine, and I can see the need there, the hunger. The…the love.

He still loves me.

I can’t look away.

I set a steady rhythm, my hips pumping upwards as I watch him, every thrust dragging against his walls in a way that makes his body arch against mine. His hands grip my shoulders, his nails digging into my skin, and I can feel the way his legs tighten around me, pulling me deeper, harder.

“Jax,” he gasps, his voice trembling. “I…I need…”

“I know,” I murmur, my voice rough as I lean forward to kiss him. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to give you that knot that you fucking need.”

I thrust into him harder now, my hips snapping against his as I chase the heat building between us, the tension coiling tighter and tighter with every movement. His body clenches around me, his breath hitching as his fingers tangle in my hair, pulling me closer.

“Fuck, Finn,” I groan, my voice breaking. “You’re so fucking perfect. And you’re mine. You’re fucking mine.”

“Yes,” he cries out, his voice raw and desperate. “Yes, Jax. Please.”

My hands slide up his sides, gripping his waist as I drive into him, the sound of our bodies colliding filling the room. His eyes stay locked on mine, his gaze hazy and full of need, and I can seethe pleasure etched into every line of his face, the way his lips part with every soft, broken moan.

The heat between us is unbearable now, every nerve in my body sparking as my knot begins to swell, the pressure building to an almost unbearable peak. Finn lets out a soft whimper, his body trembling beneath me, and I know he feels it too.

“You’re going to take it.” My voice is a guttural growl as I press my forehead to his. “You’re going to take my knot, Finn. All of it. Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” he gasps, his voice cracking. “Please, Jax. I need it. I need you.”

The desperation in his voice, the way his body moves against mine, the way his eyes beg me to keep going—it’s enough to send me over the edge.

I give one final thrust, burying myself as deep as I can inside him, and Finn lets out a sharp cry, his body tensing under me. Fuck. My knot has started to swell, stretching him impossibly wide, and I know it’s a lot for him. It always is.

Pulling back slightly, I have to let him lead.

Finn’s thighs tremble as he lowers himself onto me, his breath hitching with every inch I fill him. His hands are braced on my chest, his fingers digging into my skin like he needs the anchor, and his gray eyes are wide, glassy with a mix of pleasure and tension.

“That’s it,” I murmur, my voice low and steady as I grip his hips, guiding him slowly. “Take your time, baby. You’re doing so good.”

His lips part as he exhales shakily, his head tipping back slightly, exposing the delicate curve of his throat. I can see the effort it’s taking, the way his muscles strain as he stretches around me, his body adjusting to my size.

“Jax,” he gasps, his voice trembling. “It’s so…big.”

“I know,” I rasp, my hands tightening on his hips instinctively. “But you’ve got this. You always do.”

Finn whimpers, his thighs shaking as he sinks down anotherinch, taking me deeper. His body clenches around me, squeezing so tightly it makes me see stars, and I have to grit my teeth to keep myself from thrusting up into him.

“Breathe, Finn,” I say softly, one hand sliding up his side to rest against his back, urging him closer. “You’re doing it, baby. You’re taking every inch.”

He whimpers again, the sound caught between pleasure and pain, and I can see the tears welling in his eyes as he finally sinks down all the way, taking me to the hilt.

A growl escapes my chest, so possessive it vibrates the air. The heat of him. The feel of him. I let go, feeling the way my cock surges, filling up, my knot swelling inside him. Finn shudders violently, his nails raking across my chest as he lets out a broken cry. His cock stiffens between us before a stream of come shoots so high it paints my shoulder.

“There you go,” I breathe, one hand sliding up to cradle the back of his neck. “You did it. Fuck, Finn, you feel so good.”

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