Page 81 of Knot your Good Girl

“No, we can’t,” I choke out, the words burning my throat.

He smiles, and the mere idea of him drenching my insides with his cum, giving me a baby, sets ablaze each of the flickering embers deep within me.

He thrusts harder.

I burst and cry out, “Yes. Yes. Oh, my God. Yes...”

Chapter 24

Aiden

Herheatlastedfortwo days.

Two days we spent in her nest fucking and eating, with very little sleep. She was drained by the time her heat dissipated.

It only ebbed after I fucked her on her hands and knees, rutting her like a wild animal until my cock was seated so deep inside her my knot felt like it had permanently embedded in her.

I loved it.

Loved that my omega could take such a primal encounter, where our bodies became one in an untamed union.

She moans in her sleep and I really should bathe her, but I love that she is a sticky mess of my cum and her slick, and I’m not ready to wash it away.

It’s a reminder that for two days she took my knot like a good fucking omega. Each time got me so fucking turned on, I nearly came by looking into her eyes as she allowed me to own her.

I did.

Every single time, she was mine.

I flickered from concern about her heat to concern about my revenge.

In the end, I know I want her more than life itself. Much more than the revenge I set out for. How could I hurt her when I’m falling in love with her?

But now what?

Will she feel the same now her heat has gone?

Is this the end? Or does she crave me again? Like she showed me in Miami, or is she still secretly thinking about the way I betrayed her trust in Atlanta?

I suppose I’ll find out once she’s had a rest.

I smooth her locks away from her face as she peacefully snoozes against my chest.

There’s a muffled ding.

As I left my cell in my bedroom, I know it’s hers. She has a message.

Holly murmurs but remains in a blissful sleep and I reach across to her purse. Dragging it onto the bed before I plunge my hand inside to rummage for her cell.

I press her thumb against the reader and open her messages, starting at the top. There’s several missed messages from someone she’s namedAsshole.

I smile and press a kiss against her forehead.

Asshole

You told me you were going home for Christmas, but I found out your parents are in Mexico.

How did he find out?

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