Page 67 of Knot Shattered
And again.
Each thrust was harder than the last. A punishing rhythm that bordered on brutal—but never once crossed the line into careless. Ravik might’ve looked like a beast, but everything he gave me was precise. Controlled.
He kissed me like I was oxygen. Bit my lip like it would tether him to this earth. His cock wrecked me. “You feel how tight you are for me?” he rasped, his hand sliding beneath my thigh, angling me just right so he could hit that spot inside me that made my vision white out.
“Fuck…Ravik!”
“That’s it,” he snarled, hips snapping. “Say my name. Let them all hear who’s making you fall apart.”
I did.
Over and over again.
Micha murmured praises somewhere beside me. Salem ran his fingers down my arm, grounding me through the storm.
And still…
Ravik didn’t stop.
He shifted, grabbing both of my thighs and pinning them up over his shoulders, folding me open. My body screamed in pleasure. I could feel everything—the stretch, the pressure, the slick slide of him pounding into me so deep I could barely breathe.
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes.
Not from pain.
From how much it meant to be taken like this, wanted like this.
He bent down, forearms bracketing my head, sweat slicking his skin. He smells delicious and like home. He kissed the corner of my mouth. My jaw. My temple.
I felt his teeth grazing, teasing my bottom lip, a gleam in his eye. “Gonna make you cum again,” he growled. “Then I’m gonna bite you. Bond you. Seal you so deep into my blood that even the gods won’t be able to take you from me.”
“Do it,” I gasped, clawing at his back. “Ravik…please…do it.”
“Cum for me, Omega,” he growled. “Cum on my cock and take your mark.”
And with one final, devastating thrust, I broke.
The orgasm tore through me like a scream trapped inside lightning. My whole body seized, a cry ripping from my throat as my walls clenched tight around him. Ravik roared above me, teeth sinking into my lip, leaving his bond mark.
I lunged forward, my teeth sinking into his neck. Everything went white-hot again. My scent flared, my soul snapped into place, and I felt the bond burn into being.
He followed me over the edge, slamming into me one final time and emptying himself deep inside with a guttural, primal groan. His knot swelled quickly, locking us together as his arms curled protectively around my shaking frame.
“I’ve got you,” he whispered against my throat, breath ragged. “You’re mine now. All of you.”
The heat of Ravik’s body pressed into mine, his weight comforting and overwhelming all at once. I could still feel the steady throb of his knot pulsing deep inside me, anchoring us together. I was boneless, trembling from the force of everything, his possession, our bond, the absolute sense of being claimed.
But just beyond the edge of our joined bodies…
Haze sat in the chair I’d sentenced him to.
Still naked. Still forbidden to touch.
And absolutely losing his mind.
He squirmed in his seat, both hands fisted in his hair now, the strands wild and sticking out at all angles. His cock stood flushed and furious between his thighs, twitching every time I made even the slightest noise. His cum dripping to floor now.
I turned my head toward him, lips curving slowly, taunting. “Still holding out, puppy?”
