Page 37 of The Knotty Princes Club

Locking his hands to my knees, he spreads me wider before him, propping my legs on his shoulders. He licks my leg to my thigh and bites me hard enough to leave a mark that’ll take days to disappear. I gasp in his scent, the warm woods of vetiver and the coolness of mint opening me up to his desire.

He buries his face between my legs, gliding his tongue over the seam of my body until he sucks my clit into his mouth. He’s not going to stop until I orgasm again. My pleasure lies in his hands, and he’ll take care of me. I reach down and comb my fingers through his hair, panting and wriggling as the sensation intensifies. He wets his hand with my slick and then slides a finger into my ass, adding pressure as he fills me up in a way that leaves my body singing.

“You taste so good. If I could bottle up your love and savor the elixir, I would. Your scent calls to me. Your body needs me. And I need you. I can’t wait until we can officially mate how I desire. I’ll be the best alpha. I’ll be everything you could ever want.” Enzo murmurs and bites my other thigh, sending me over the edge with another orgasm. I squirt with my release, screaming out as ecstasy shadows my vision. The passion and heat of this moment warms me from the inside out, and I grab Enzo by the shoulders, guiding him up until our bodies align.

Sinking inside me, Enzo thrusts, his body pounding against mine, stealing my breath away. I bite him on his shoulder, tasting the bitter tang of his blood as I claim him with my mark. I scratch my fingers over his back, locking my legs around his waist, falling into sync with each of his deep thrusts.

“You feel so fucking good. So tight. I can’t wait to fill you with my seed to watch you drip. It’s the sexiest sight in the entire world.” Enzo rests his hands by my shoulders and rocks his body in smooth motions until his cock swells, locking us in place, his orgasm setting me off with my own. We moan in unison, my body heating up even more as he does exactly as he wants, coming inside me and reminding me exactly what he desires when I go into heat.

And now that I think about it, excitement courses over me. My mind whirls with pleasure and love and lust and everything beautiful and magical in this world. We will build a family together. Only the most precious and valuable thing could ever come from such a bond. It’ll make us stronger. We’ll fight harder to maintain the life we have now.

Thinking about it swells my soul with desire. I shouldn’t be afraid. This is better than any life I could’ve ever imagined. Our children will grow with the ideals they need to ensure the future of our pack thrives. They won’t be born out of necessity. They’ll be born from the strongest bond that could ever happen in this life. The bond of love.

My eyes roll as the orgasm continues, lasting as long as Enzo’s knot, and I shake and quiver beneath him, gasping for air. He kisses me with enough passion to curl my toes. I dig my fingers into him, listening to him purr at the sensation of my nails breaking his skin.

The pressure releases after what feels like an eternity of bliss, and I bite Enzo one more time, wanting nothing more than for him to remember this moment. He will never think about anything else that happened today, and neither will I. Because this is the day that I accepted his proposal and realized just how much I want children with him. Just how much I look forward to him taking care of me as I deserve during my heat.

I used to question my worth, but with Enzo and his brothers, I no longer do so. Because I am worthy. They would never let me forget it.

“I could knot with you again and again if you allowed it. You’re all I need to survive. I want to live between your sexy thighs and survive on your kisses alone.” Enzo cups my cheeks as he eases out of me, keeping me in place long enough to let my heart settle down.

I kiss him once more, playing with the two rings on my finger, and he pushes up to drink in the sight of me beneath him, dripping with his seed, my body warm and blushing from our act of pleasure.

“So incredibly hot. Let me savor this moment a little longer, and then I’ll draw you a bath.” Enzo’s eyes sparkle in the light, the sapphire depths like gemstones.

He traces his fingers along my body, memorizing every groove and curve until he imprints this moment in his mind forever. Scooping me up, Enzo carries me to the bathroom, cleaning me up and letting me soak in the tub as he cleans up the bed and grabs a few things from the kitchen. I step out before he returns and stand in the doorway, watching him cook for me at the small stove of my kitchenette.

How did I ever get so lucky?

“Baby, you were supposed to wait for me.” Enzo smiles at me from over his shoulder. “Come lay down. Let me feed you in bed and give you the massage I promised.”

I do as he asks, returning to the fresh sheets and fluffy pillows, but our scents still linger in the air. Enzo dims the lights, and I stare at the window, watching the dark night light up with the orange glow of a fire.

“It’s finally over, baby. That fire signifies the end of my father’s reign. Our power will be reborn from those ashes, and we’ll thrive. I promise you that. This is our forever, and no one will get in our way.” Enzo kisses my temple, staring at the glow outside the window.

“Absolutely no one,” I agree.

For the first time, I don’t have any doubts.

This is a promise I will keep.

Chapter fourteen

Wilder

Devilish Deal

Flamesimprintonmymind as I stare at the fire consuming my father’s body. I threw a couple pictures into the funeral pyre, letting them eat away at some of the memories I want to disappear with him.

I hate that I couldn’t follow Kinsey. I couldn’t just postpone the funeral. It is my duty as king to work through every piece of shit thrown at me, including the fucked up man I will hang by the cock before splitting his throat.

“It’s over, brother. We’ll get through this next obstacle. He can be bought. I know he can. That’s what he’s wanted this whole time.” Desmond drapes his arm around my shoulder, leaning in close, hugging me in a way he hasn’t done in a while. I wasn’t sure he would ever forgive me for letting my emotions get the best of me when I tried to dominate him, but I’m glad he at least tolerates me now. I still feel guilty for how things went down. I know that Arsenio and Enzo are also confused and annoyed that I didn’t consult with them when I declared Desmond as the king of Platinum Shores. It was my way of trying to make it up to him.

“If we give in to his demands, he’ll keep coming back for more. I know his type. He’s like our father. He’s like many of the low lives we’ve dealt with. He’s just going to want more and more. I need to meet with the leaders of the Pack Regimes in the morning to discuss this whole situation. If they let him come in and try to upend our lives and stop the coronation of Kinsey as queen, they’re going to open a shit show of problems. It’ll give other packs the right to demand shit if they didn’t agree with their leaders’ decision in their omega’s arrangements.” I fist my hands, flexing my muscles as the fire blurs with my vision.

“You’re absolutely right about that, and they’ll be on our sides. We’ll handle this appropriately. As soon as we get their approval, he’s a dead man.” Arsenio mutters the words from my other side, his usual laid-back demeanor now tense and stern. He walked Rommel out with our security team and made sure that he left. If it were Desmond or me, there would’ve been bloodshed. Hearing Kinsey’s anguish and pain over the confrontation leaves a hole in my chest.

“May he rest in peace,” a voice says, drawing me from my thoughts. Saint Vista’s most prominent mortician closes the viewing window on the portable crematorium, releasing us from having to stand here all night. It was my request. When a family member or a pack mate falls, some packs will stand until the body turns completely into ash, no matter how long it takes.

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