Page 183 of Knot That Serious

He wrapped his lips around the sharp peaks of her nipples and sucked, laving his tongue over the buds. She arched into him, fingers dragging through his hair and over his shoulders. Her thighs squeezed around him, hips lifting as if seeking friction.

By the time he pulled his mouth away, her breasts were red and flushed and shining in the low light.

She was everywhere, her scent in his nose and her taste on his tongue, consuming his every fucking thought. His hands itched to feel her skin beneath them, and he slid his palms down her sides and over the curves of her hips to spread his fingers across her thighs and yank them apart.

She sucked in a breath, eyes heavy and half-lidded as she stared down at him.

Raj nipped at the sensitive skin of her belly as he trailed south, dragging his lips across her skin.

The tart cherry almost outweighed the deep chocolate as he tugged her pants off, throwing them across the room. He was still in his sweats, hard and pressing against the fabric, searching for friction he wouldn’t let himself have yet.

Raj was a patient alpha.

Eli, however, was not a patient omega. Her hands fisted in his hair as he reached the apex of her thighs, palms against her warm skin spreading her wide for him.

“Raj,” she breathed, and he let his gaze trail north, over the creamy expanse of her skin. Her breasts shook with her breath.

“Yes, my sweet?”

“Please hurry up,” she whined.

Raj smirked against her skin before he dipped his tongue out for a taste. The flavor of her exploded on his tongue, needy and wet and sweet like only Eli could be.

Her thighs tensed, would’ve squeezed against his head if not for the hands he parted her with. Though it would be quite a remarkable way to go, he still had so many plans for this little omega.

“Patience,” he whispered, lips wet from her arousal.

Above him, she groaned, and sank deeper into the bed. Raj waited until she was still before he lowered his head again.

His tongue slipped along her folds and over her clit before drawing lower, then back up again. He tasted every inch of her before wrapping his lips around the bead of her and sucking.

She rattled in his arms, welling fresh arousal for him to taste. Her hands wrenched in his hair and her moans filled the room. She pulsed against his tongue and Raj licked and teased and sucked until she was yelling about it.

Only then, when her thighs tensed with the impending orgasm, did he pull away.

“Raj!” she cried out, hips lifting from the bed and attempting to follow him.

God, she was beautiful, a masterpiece. Pink hair spread across the pillow, lips parted with each ragged breath spilling from the long line of her throat.

Raj ran his wet lips along her right thigh, sliding a hand beneath her knee and opening her up a bit more. He bared his teeth against her skin and she suddenly went very, very still.

Her blue eyes were wide as she stared down at him, lip caught between her teeth.

“This is just for us,” he promised. He waited for her to nod, and Raj slid his other hand along the length of her arm, threading their fingers together. Only then did he sink his teeth in.

She jolted beneath him as if struck by lightning, eyes slamming shut against it. Eli swirled through him, all brightness and love and certainty and pleasure. It was so pure it made his chest hurt, but she settled into him like just another breath. Like one of those magical aromas she could bake to life.

His sinuses burned as he released her flesh, mouthing at the wound, lapping over it to seal it, nurturing it.

“Raj,” she choked out, and when he was satisfied with the state of her bite, he crawled up the length of her body to press their lips together.

“Hi,” he said softly, scrubbing a thumb across her wet cheeks.

“Hi,” she answered, voice thick with tears.

“Okay?” he rasped, because in that moment even he wasn’t immune to the heightened emotions.

“Very,” she said, and pulled him down to her, slotting their mouths together.

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