Page 28 of Knot My Boss

“Bite me, pretty girl,” Brady rasps, his thrusts increasing in tempo and strength.

Unable to help myself, I do as he ordered, biting into his flesh. His blood fills my mouth, slightly sweeter in taste than Tavan’s. Brady groans in approval as his fangs pierce my skin, both of our orgasms peaking simultaneously.

His hips slow as he comes down. Tavan gently grips my chin, turning my head to face him as his lips crash down against mine. Our tongues duel, and he moans, no doubt tasting Brady’s blood.

He pulls away, and Brady takes Tavan’s place. It feels wrong and right to have both of them. I startle when Tavan uses a washcloth to clean me up. Brady settles on one side of me, and when Tavan returns to the bedroom, he climbs in on the other side.

Now that my post-orgasmic bliss is wearing off, I turn to face Brady.

“Can you tell me why you asked about my birth certificate and adoption papers?” I ask as Tavan presses his front against my back, draping his arm across my waist.

“Because, sweet girl,” Brady says, running a light finger along my jawline, the ghost of a smile on his lips. “I believe you are a dragon shifter, like me.”

My eyes widen in shock, spots dance in my vision as I suddenly find it difficult to breathe. Both of their voices are muffled. It’s the last thing I remember before it all goes dark.

Chapter 17 - Arek

Christmas is usually my favorite day of the year. Spending time with family, relaxing since the restaurant is closed.

This year, however, was a complete shit-show.

Mitzi waltzed into my parents’ house, mocking me. In front of the entire family, she chastised me for over an hour. It didn’t help that my asshole cousins made fucking popcorn like it was a real-life movie from the Hallmark Channel.

Declan was the worst. His constant “I told you so’s” got old, fast. Our fathers stepped in between us when I went after him. The day just spiraled out of control from there, as every single member of my family had a different opinion on how I should have done things with Darby.

Even though I claimed Darby, I suspect that this only complicates the situation.

Currently, I am catching up on paperwork between the lunch rush and dinner rush. Knowing we will be busy, since many people have December twenty-sixth off, it will be a constant stream of traffic throughout the day.

The door to my office flies open without warning, banging against the wall.

“What the fuck did you do to me?” Darby bellows from the doorway.

I jump up, pulling the door closed, hoping our voices don’t carry to the dining room. My brows draw together in confusion.

“What do you mean? I didn’t do anything to you,” I state in outrage. The last thing I would do is hurt my mate.

Before I realize what is happening to me, Darby throws herself at me, jumping into the air and wrapping her legs around me. Pressing her lips against mine, I place my hands under her ass, supporting her waist.

Darby’s hands move at a furious pace, trying to unbutton my shirt. When she gets frustrated, she grabs the two sides, yanking them open, causing buttons to fly all around the room. Instantly, my dick is hard as she grinds against me.

Biting my neck and scratching her nails against my chest, I move us to my desk, setting her ass on the desk top while I slide my hands up her legs. It’s only then that I realize she is wearing a skirt, and I let out a soft moan. Darby’s hands start to work my belt, before lowering the zipper of my pants and freeing my cock.

“Fuck me,” she pants, as my hand moves to her center, finding her soaking wet for me. I tease her, unsure what brought this on. Darby gets impatient, moving to the edge of the desk. Wrapping her legs around my waist, she pulls our centers closer together.

Wanting to make my mate happy, I impale her on my cock, giving myself a moment to enjoy her wet heat wrapped tightly around me. Darby’s eyes drift shut as her head falls backward, exposing her neck. Leaning forward, I like my claiming mark, causing her to shiver in response.

“I said, fuck. Me.” Darby orders, shifting her hips in an effort to get me to move.

Pulling almost entirely out of her, I slam back in with a harsh thrust, and Darby moans in pleasure.

“Yes,” she moans.

Pulling out of her, I spin her around so her chest is on my desk, giving me a glorious view of that ass. Uncharacteristically, I give her ass a hard slap as I slam back inside her, pushing her forward. Papers, pens, and other items fall onto the floor, but at the moment, I couldn’t care less. My mate came to me, wanting my cock.

My hips piston in and out of her as her pussy starts to flutter around me. Reaching around her waist, I tug and pinch her clit, triggering her climax. Feeling her pussy squeeze my cock like a vise has my knot swelling as ropes of cum fill her.

Knowing we are stuck like this for a while, I lift Darby at the waist, waddling backward to the small couch along the far wall. Falling onto the furniture, Darby moans as my knot rubs on her G-spot, causing her pussy to contract.

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