Page 108 of Fated or Knot

He groaned and spilled his seed, grinding his hips against mine as it emerged in heated pulses deep in my pussy. I didn’t realize how much I’d love the sensation and how it prolonged my bliss to feel him come too. When he sagged with a satisfied sigh, his weight overtop me wasn’t too much, because I felt the same way. Boneless, blissed out, gratified.

No longer untouched. I didn’t think I’d ever look at my males the same way, knowingthiswas the kind of pleasure they’d wanted to share while we endured being pent up in a train together.

Kauz eventually shifted off me, lying back so I was on top of him instead. He played with a lock of my hair, his knowing smile having a new, intimate angle as I recovered in a daze of bliss.

Sensations that didn’t have anything to do with this dream returned—the softness of a pillow on my cheek and fabricbunched up against my chest. “I’m waking up,” I murmured, whimpering in denial.

“I didn’t realize this was just a nap. I almost lost you when you came,” he said in a light tease.

I soaked in the open affection in his gaze. If only this were my real nest, where we could continue to spend a leisurely afternoon in one another’s arms. He still had days of recovery sleep ahead of him. “I’ll come back tonight,” I promised.

“Please do. There’s so much more I have yet to show you. And remember…”

He switched to speaking Serian, saying his words in a devoted, lyrical hush. “Fate has bound us, forever in the depths of time. You are my Always, and I will return to you in due time.”

My eyes pricked, and I pressed my lips to his. That had to be the saying he’d drawn to go with the metalark, the mysterious detail he’d included with such care. Thinly disguised words of love that I hadn’t been ready to hear until this moment, after he’d set me free.

I faded out while kissing him and woke up with my lips firmly pressed into one of my pillows in some half-aware attempt to continue making out with my mate. I slumped into the divan with a mewl of denial. As incredible an experience as it was…it was still just a dream.

31

LARK

Ididn’t have a sense for how much time had passed, except the sounds of moving furniture had ceased outside of my nest. After wiping away the grogginess on my face, I gathered up my crutches and left the nest, just to stop and admire a new jumbo dresser added to the attached bedroom. It wasn’t the only unexpected addition to this room.

Fal was seated at the foot of the bed in a pose of elegant boredom. It was the kind of perfectly crafted arrangement of his limbs and expression that suggested he had a while to sit there and get it just right. “Did you have a nice dream?” he asked.

I slid a little closer to him, though it was hardly a subtle motion with the crutches. “It was good. Did I keep you waiting long?”

His face creased with amusement. “Nay, sweet p’nixie. I could soak in the smell of your slick for hours. That must’ve been averynice dream.”

I turned red so fast I could feel the heat rushing over my skin. Any thoughts of laying a clumsy seduction attempt on Faltransformed into embarrassment. Stars, I should’ve retreated straight back to my nest.

“Don’t fall. Come here,” he said, layering in a bit of his alpha’s presence to the order.

Unlike Marius, who had the kind of bark that hit with the force of a punch, Fal’s was a thread of authority. Subtle but meaningful, the kind of power he could wield unnoticed if he wanted to. The fact that he didn’t hide it had me yielding without a struggle and closing the space between us. He pulled me up onto the bed, lifting and tugging my legs until I was straddling him. It reminded me intimately of my dream, especially since he was already hard and pressing against me through the barrier of our clothes.

“Did you fuck Kauz in your dream?” he asked.

My pussy fluttered and clenched. His nostrils flared, and he gained that smug look that suggested he knew exactly what I was going to say.

“Yes,” I answered anyway.

“Hmm.” For a moment, I expected some kind of disappointment from him. There was no sign of it, though, as he asked, low and intent, “Did you like what he had to show you,mo stór?”

“Y-yes,” I answered breathlessly, caught by the intensity of his gaze. “If you want, we could?—”

He pressed a finger to my lips before I could finish the thought. “Some advice for the inexperienced. Don’t invite an alpha into your bed unless you have hours to spend there. Which you don’t.”

“What do you mean?” I mumbled. He was saying no? I could hardly believe it when I felt his cock throbbing between my thighs. I rocked my hips against him, and his breath hissed out between his teeth.

“I know, I know. I’ve been hard since a certain omega stole my disguise at the Omega Masquerade. It seems some relief may be coming soon,” he said. I gave him a look of utter disbelief, which had him laughing. “You didn’t even notice. Such an innocent li’l bird.”

“I’m sorry.” I really hadn’t realized this had been a problem.

“Don’t be. Anticipation makes the moment to come all the sweeter,” he said in a low purr. He thrust back at me, just once, and I made a needy whine from the friction between our bodies.

He flashed his fangs in a wider smile. Somehow, he was still able to talk with his usual poise while I remained seated on his erection, neither of us grinding for more as he spoke. “Alas, this evening I’m only here as a messenger. My sisters have invited you to a nixie night. Only one of the four has met you so far, which is atravesty. As I have come to understand, every omega needs to clad herself in pajamas and gather in a pile with other omegas to gossip about anything and everything. And since you haven’t…had a chance to meet them yet, I accepted the invitation on your behalf.”

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