Page 72 of Knot For Keeps

The faint sound of water running alerted me to Theo showering.Naked, wet alpha. Perfect.Sitting on the bed I waited patiently—I could behave myself. Occasionally.

Luckily I didn't have to wait long before Theo made his way out of the bathroom without a stitch of clothing on or even a towel to protect his modesty. The lack of hair only served to make him look longer. Being the least hairy, baby faced member of the pack didn’t detract from the thick, wiry muscles that covered his torso. Droplets of water ran down his chest and I resisted the urge to lick them up.

Theo’s eyes widened and his nostrils flared. Just my presence in his room was making it smell like a florist before Valentine’s Day.

“Hello Princess—my eyes are up here,” Theo laughed.

“But you’re naked,” I pouted, “and needed.”

“Hmm, I think I can help with that,” he said as he stalked over to the bed. I expected him to kiss me, or maybe just get straight to it. I was more than ready—there was already slick on the bedspread because I was leaking through the tiny lacy panties I had put on under my dress.

When he got on his knees at the end of the bed I raised my brows, curiosity peaked. His hand grabbed my thighs and dragged me to the edge of the bed with ease. Lifting up my skirt he smirked at me before lowering his head, taking a deep breath and raking his tongue over my lace covered clit.

Oh shit.The moan I let out was downright pornographic, and I was still clothed, my dress bunched up around my waist so Theo could get all the access he wanted.

He wasted no time in pushing the thin scrap of lace to the side, diving in. He teased me with soft flicks of his tongue, taunting me with what I really wanted. My heart stuttered with desperation and my hands fisted the blankets beneath me, their soft texture grounding me.

“Theo,” I snarled as my hand clenched in his hair.

“Princess, I like to take my time, you’re just going to have to be patient. I’m dying to have a taste of you.” His voice held a smirk and part of me wanted to kick him in frustration if he didn’t make me come soon. I was fit to burst and he was teasing me.

“Please!” I whined, a low keening sound.

“Since you asked so nicely.” Rough, repeated strokes on my clit made me see stars. Just as I felt myself starting to reach that edge one of his hands left my thigh and two fingers filled me with zero resistance.

“Fuck me, so slick, so sweet,” Theo panted, never letting up on his assault.

His hands gripped my thighs so hard there would probably be bruising, but that only heightened the pleasure for me. Marking. I wanted to be marked. Bitten. Claimed. Three quick flicks of that sweet spot inside me had me hurtling off the ledge. My vision blurred as I spasmed with the intensity of my release.

I panted, staring at the ceiling as I tried to gain my bearings.

Theo clambered up the bed, hovering over me with a boyish grin on his face which was coated it slick. Capturing my lips in his, I moaned at our combined taste. Floral and fresh, it was addictive.

“Did that take the edge off?” Theo asked as he pulled back. His face was free of any frown lines and he looked content with heavy lids giving him a lazy appearance.

While the orgasm had been mighty fine, already my midsection was starting to feel tight and I could feel my body screaming out for what it needed. Knots. Lots of knots. Four knots to be precise.

Embarrassment washed over me. A sudden feeling of insecurity. Was I going to be a bother over the next few days, constantly hounding them for sex? I knew that seventy-five percent of the pack had given me an enthusiastic yes when it came to joining my heat, but doubt still crept in.

“A little,” I told him, biting my lip, but he could tell I wasn’t being honest with him.

“You need more?” he asked, ever perceptive. I nodded, shyness overwhelming me. I never felt shy with Theo, we had done all manner of things, but something just felt different. Tears gathered in my eyes and Theo looked startled for a brief second before sitting up and pulling me in for a hug.

“I-I’m sorry,” I hiccuped. What had come over me? My emotions were more turbulent than when I had first been kidnapped. I felt hollow and horny, not the most logical combination. Seconds ago I had been gleefully ready to get knotted repeatedly and now all I wanted was cuddles.

“Don’t apologise princess, you’re in heat. How about we get you to your nest? The others will be around soon I bet,” he soothed.

At the mention of my nest I pulled away, sitting up straight and looking at him hopefully. “Nest,” I agreed, nodding enthusiastically.

Next thing I knew I was airborne. Theo swung me into his arms bridal style, while standing on the bed, jumping down with me still in his arms and bounding out of the room. “To the nest!”

ChapterThirty-Eight

Archer

Ihad just finished my third test of the security system. It was infuriating to me, sometimes it worked perfectly, sometimes it crapped out for no obvious reason. While I had been doing my best to hide how stressed I was, I knew Gage had noticed how late I’d been staying up working.

Rubbing my eyes, I closed my laptop. Staring at the screen so much wasn’t good for my eyesight in the slightest. I was about to amble to the bathroom and grab a shower when my phone started ringing, the vibrations loud on the metal worktop of my desk. With a sigh I turned back to the desk to read the text from Theo.

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