Page 72 of Knot Your Sunshine
"Good." Though I'm barely holding it together myself, every nerve ending alive and singing.
He pulls back to look at me, something wild in his expression, then crashes his mouth to mine. This kiss is pure hunger, all pretense of patience gone. His hands explore my body while mine trace the muscles of his chest through his damp shirt.
Suddenly he lifts me, one strong arm supporting me while the other hand tangles in my hair. His mouth moves to my neck, my shoulder, finding every sensitive spot with devastating accuracy.
"You're incredible," he says against my skin. "Especially here, in this place. Like you're made of stars."
My foot fumbles for his groin. "I need you."
"Fuck," he gasps. "Are you—"
"Here. Now."
Something snaps in him at my plea. He kisses me deeply while his free hand slides under my dress. When his fingers find my pussy, already slick and ready, I gasp into his mouth.
"God, you're so wet already," he says, sounding awed and incredibly turned on.
"That's your work… you've been teasing me since the boat ride," I laugh breathlessly.
He works me with skilled fingers, moving in patterns that make my entire body tremble against him. The sounds I make echo back from every surface, multiplying until the cave itself seems to sing with my pleasure.
"Please," I beg when I can't take anymore. "I need you inside me."
With one hand, he pushes his shorts down. Even in the dim glow, I can see his knot already beginning to swell at the base.He shifts his grip on me, and I lock my legs around his waist. He teases first, circling my entrance with his manhood, making me whimper and clutch at his shoulders.
"Noa—"
I don't have time to finish my plea before he pushes his erection inside me in a slow, delicious stretch, making us both groan. The sound bounces off the walls, multiplying.
"Fuck," he breathes against my neck. "You're so tight."
We find our rhythm gradually, savoring each measured thrust. His hands grip my hips, guiding our movement. The phosphorescent glow paints his face as he watches me, and I've never felt more seen.
"Don't you dare," he says when my eyes flutter closed. "I want to look you in the eyes the moment you shatter."
I meet his gaze as he shifts angle, hitting deeper. His knot begins to swell further, stretching me in the most delicious way. Stars explode behind my eyes.
"Oh God, right there," I gasp.
He maintains that perfect angle while his knot stretches me, ravaging me. The cave amplifies everything, our ragged breathing, the wet slap of his thrusts, my cries getting louder as I climb higher and higher.
"I'm—Noa, I'm going to—"
"Let go, baby. I've got you."
The orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave. I cry out his name and hear it echoing back like a symphony while my pussy grips around his knot in desperate spasms.
"Fuck, Mia—" He follows my climax, his knot locking us together as he spills inside me, his groans echoing off the walls in answer.
We stay pressed close, gasping, the phosphorescent glow pulsing around us like the cave itself is breathing with us.
Chapter twenty-eight
Noa
Mia's curled on my workshop's leather couch, and the sight makes my alpha purr in contentment. My omega, here, looking deliciously spent after coming apart in my arms in a glowing cave.
"This is nice," she says, stretching her arms above her head. The movement makes her shirt ride up, showing a strip of skin I was kissing not even an hour ago. "Being here with you. Seeing where you work."
