Page 61 of Knot Shattered
My alphas. My pack.
The bedroom door creaked open, then slammed shut behind us. I was dropped onto my nest with a gentle thud. It was soft and warm, familiar and safe. But tonight it would become something more. Something sacred.
I looked up, breath catching in my throat as I took them in. Micha stood near the bed, gold eyes pinned on me like I was prey and he’d been starving. Salem leaned against the door, arms crossed, his expression unreadable, but the heat in his eyes gave him away. Ravik’s jaw was clenched, his body taut with restraint. Haze was already shirtless, smile crooked, and eyes wild. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You really want to bond with us, my sun?” he asked, his voice a low purr. “Want to make this permanent?”
I swallowed hard, my voice coming out soft but steady. “Yes.”
Haze’s grin widened. “Then we’re gonna make you ours. Every inch of you. Every fucking breath.”
The silence that followed was thick with anticipation. I could feel their scents starting to bleed through the scent-canceling charms on the door, pine, spice, mint, smoke, mixing with the sweetness of my own. My whole body buzzed.
“Are you going to be my good boy?” I tease Haze.
He nods enthusiastically. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Such a good alpha,” I purred, the words thick with approval. I slip out of the nest to stand before him. I crooked my finger at him, tilting my head just enough to let the fairy lights catch the glint of mischief in my eyes. “Come here.”
Haze surged forward like I’d yanked a leash he didn’t know he wore. His long limbs folding around me, heat rolling off his body in waves. I felt every ounce of restraint trembling beneath his skin.
“Give me a kiss,” I whispered, voice smoky, command threading through the softness. “Then undress me.”
He obeyed without hesitation.
His mouth crashed into mine, hot, wild, and greedy. He kissed like a man starving, like I was the last taste of salvation left on this earth. His hands fisted in my hair, holding me still, devouring me with lips and tongue and worship.
I felt their eyes on me, on us, as Haze’s hands finally moved, fumbling slightly, reverent and rough all at once as he peeled my sweater up over my head. His breath hitched when he saw the skin beneath, eyes darkening as he traced every inch with his gaze before leaning in to kiss the swell of my breast through my lace bralette.
Then he knelt back, palms trembling as he tugged it off, tossing it behind him.
He shuddered like he’d been struck, groaning deep in his chest. Low, ragged, and feral sound rolled through him like thunder.
“That’s it,” he rasped, voice shaking as he leaned in, his mouth hot against the curve of my throat. “You smell so fucking good. So mine.”
A smile curved my lips, slow and sharp. I leaned forward and caught the skin just below his jaw in my mouth, sucking hard enough to leave a mark. He let out a growl, hands flexing at my waist.
“Good boy,” I whispered into his neck, dragging my teeth lightly across his skin.
His head dropped forward with a groan, body taut with the effort it took not to just sink into me right then and there.
“She’s going to ruin us,” Salem muttered from behind him, voice thick with something reverent.
“I hope she does,” Micha said, low and certain.
Ravik just let out a soft growl and stepped forward, voice rough as gravel. “Yes, please.”
I looked past Haze and met Ravik’s eyes. Then Micha’s. Then Salem’s.
And I knew…
Tonight, I wouldn’t just be worshipped.
I’d be claimed.
Haze’s hands had just finished pulling off my panties when I curled my fingers under his chin and tilted his face up to mine. His pupils were blown wide, lips slick and swollen from our kiss, chest heaving with every shaky breath.
“Wait,” I whispered, watching his brows pull together in confused frustration.
