Page 68 of Knot Shattered
He whined. Actually whined. The sound was desperate, wrecked, and so beautifully broken that it made my toes curl.
“Please,” he rasped, hips grinding helplessly against the air, thighs trembling with the effort not to disobey. “Odette… fuck, my sun, I’m dying over here.”
Ravik rumbled against my back, the sound smug and satisfied. “You were told to wait your turn.”
Haze ignored him completely, laser-focused on me. “I’ve been so good,” he pleaded, eyes wide and fevered. “Didn’t touch. Didn’t move. Just sat here and watched every fucking second of you, of them, touching what’s mine.”
“Oh?” I asked sweetly, biting my lower lip. “You think you’ve earned it now?”
He nodded so fast it was almost pathetic. “Yes. Yes, fuck, please, Omega, please. I’ll do anything. You want hearts again? I’ll get you hearts. I’ll kneel. I’ll bark. I’ll…fuck…just let me touch you.”
I dragged my hand slowly over Ravik’s shoulder and down his side, feeling the possessive grip he still had on my waist. His knot was still thick and unmoving inside me, locking me in place, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t tease the man melting beside the bed.
“You’re not allowed to touch yourself,” I reminded Haze, voice syrupy sweet. “That was the rule, wasn’t it?”
“I know,” he moaned. “And I didn’t. Gods, I didn’t. I’ve been so good, baby. Please. Please tell me I can touch you now. Please tell me I can put my cock where it belongs.”
Salem’s voice chimed in from behind the nest, calm and amused. “Is it where it belongs, though? ‘Cause from here it looks like you’re about to cry.”
“Salem, I swear—” Haze choked on the rest of the sentence as I let one finger trail between my thighs, just above the place where Ravik was still buried deep.
Haze’s whole body jerked.
“You wanna be my favorite again?” I asked lazily.
“Yes.” His voice cracked. “Yes, yes, yes, sunshine, please.”
“Then beg better.”
He dropped to his knees beside the nest, pressing his palms together like a man praying to a cruel, beautiful god.
“I need you,” he said hoarsely, breath catching. “I need to be inside you so bad it hurts. I’ll be so good. I’ll make you cum so many times you forget your name. I’ll…fuck…just let me love you with my cock, please.”
Ravik huffed behind me. “You’re gonna kill him.”
I smiled slowly, satisfied, and leaned down to kiss Haze’s flushed cheek. Feeling Ravik’s knot deflate.
“Good boy.” I pulled myself away from Ravik and the nest. “Now get back in your chair.”
He whimpered, hoarse and reluctant, but obeyed without hesitation. I watched him go. His muscles trembling, his skin flushed with effort and devotion. He collapsed into the chair like gravity had doubled, like walking away from me took something out of him.
It did. It always would.
I watch Haze, who was already panting, eyes locked on my every move, cock thick and flushed and dripping against his stomach. His legs were splayed wide, thighs trembling, desperate and obedient.
“I love you so much, Haze,” I whispered, sauntering toward him. “You are so good to me.”
His breath hitched. His hands clenched at the arms of the chair, white-knuckled restraint. I could smell his desperation now, sweet and sharp like burnt sugar. I dropped to my knees between his legs and dragged my tongue up the length of his cock, from the base to the swollen head.
He moaned, loud, shattered. His hips jerked uncontrollably, chasing the heat of my mouth, but I was already pulling back, licking my lips slowly, tasting his cum clinging to my tongue.
Then I rose and settled myself in his lap, straddling him with deliberate slowness, grinding my slick folds along his cock, coating him in my need. He whimpered, tears already welling in his eyes, teeth sunk into his lip hard enough to draw blood.
I caught his face between my hands, kissed his jaw, the corner of his mouth, his eyelids.
And then I took him.
I tilted my hips and sank down, inch by inch, letting him fill me. His cock slid inside me, thick and hot and perfectly shaped to split me apart. His breath broke on a gasp, and I watched his eyes roll back as I bottomed out, the wide swell of his knot pressed firm and full at my entrance.
