Page 97 of Knot in Bloom
The desperation in her voice makes something possessive and protective unfurl in my chest. This is my omega in distress, and I’m the only one who can give her what she needs right now.
I strip quickly, my own need becoming impossible to ignore. When I settle between her spread thighs, her scent wraps around me like the most perfect invitation. Sweet honey and vanilla mixed with Levi’s cedar and the musk of partial satisfaction that still carries the edge of desperation.
“You smell incredible,” I tell her, running my hands up her thighs. “Like you need to be claimed again.”
“Yes,” she sobs, rolling her hips against my hands. “Please, Caleb, need it so much. Empty. So empty.”
I don’t waste time with extended foreplay. She’s already slick from her earlier climax with Levi and the fresh arousal building from her renewed heat. When my mouth finds her core, she’s wet and ready, tasting like honey and want and something that calls directly to my alpha nature.
“Oh god,” she cries when I work my tongue against her sensitive flesh. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
I build her higher with focused intensity, but I can feel her impatience, the way her body is demanding more than gentle attention. When she’s trembling on the edge, I slide two fingers inside her slick heat and feel her body welcome the intrusion with desperate relief.
“More,” she begs, her hands fisting in my hair. “Please, need more, need everything.”
I give her what she’s asking for, working her toward climax with the same determination I bring to every goal that matters. When she finally comes apart on my tongue, her inner wallsclenching around my fingers, the sound she makes is wild and desperate.
But even as the orgasm rocks through her, I can feel that it’s not enough. The deeper emptiness remains, the biological imperative that demands to be filled by knot and claiming. As the immediate pleasure fades, she starts whimpering again.
“Still hurts,” she sobs, reaching for me with shaking hands. “Please, Caleb, need your knot. Need you inside me.”
“I know,” I murmur, crawling up her body. “I’m going to give you exactly what you need.”
I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock sliding through her abundant slick. She’s incredibly wet and open, her body more than prepared for what I’m about to give her.
“Ready?” I ask, though she’s already trying to pull me deeper.
She can’t form words anymore, just nods frantically and whimpers with need. When I push inside her, she’s tight and hot and absolutely perfect. Her body welcomes me eagerly, inner walls fluttering around my length as I sink deeper.
“Oh,” she breathes, and for a moment her voice sounds almost human again. “Yes, Caleb, so full.”
“Feel better?” I ask, holding myself still inside her.
“Better,” she whimpers, but I can feel the way she’s still trembling with need. “But need more. Need your knot. Please don’t stop.”
I start moving then, building a rhythm that has her gasping and clawing at my shoulders. My knot begins to swell almost immediately, responding to her heat scent and the biological imperative to claim her completely.
“Your knot,” she gasps, her eyes wide with desperate hunger as she feels me expanding inside her. “Getting bigger. Need it, Caleb, need it so much.”
“You’re going to get it,” I growl, feeling my control slip as her heat scent wraps around us. “Going to knot you so deep you’ll never feel empty again.”
When my knot fully inflates, locking us together, she arches beneath me with a scream of pure relief. The sensation pushes me over the edge. My release hits like lightning, my cock pulsing inside her as I fill her completely.
“Mine,” I growl against her throat, finding the perfect spot opposite Levi’s bite. “My omega. Mine to claim.”
“Yes,” she sobs, tilting her head to expose her throat in perfect submission. “Claim me, Caleb. Please, need your mark.”
I sink my teeth into her throat, feeling her skin break under the pressure. The taste of her blood on my tongue combined with her scream of pleasure triggers another wave of release. The claiming bite creates an immediate connection that joins the bond she already shares with Levi.
Through the new connection, I can feel Levi’s satisfaction mixing with her overwhelming relief as my knot gives her body what it was craving. The link between all three of us pulses with contentment and the deep satisfaction of proper pack bonding.
“Feel you,” she whispers, voice hoarse from screaming. Her hand touches both bite marks on her throat with wonder. “Both of you. In my head.”
“We’re pack now,” I murmur, pressing gentle kisses around my fresh mark. “Bonded forever.”
We stay locked together while my knot slowly subsides. Her body occasionally flutters around me as aftershocks ripple through her. The heat is easing again, but I can sense through our bond that it’s not completely gone. Won’t be until Reid completes what we started.
When my knot finally deflates enough to separate, we both whimper at the loss. Immediately, I gather her against my chestas a deep purr starts rumbling through me. The alpha response to caring for a freshly claimed omega.
