Page 73 of Knot your Good Girl

As I stride to the door, I can already smell the intoxicating scent of her perfume.

I press my hand against the handle, but stall for a moment. “Do you want me to call my brothers to help you through this?” The words scratch at my throat the moment I release them.

I don’t want to share my omega with anyone, but if she’s about to go into heat, do I have the right to deny her?

Deny what her omega craves.

“No,” she whimpers. “I don’t want them. I don’t want a pack. I told you that.”

I press my head firmly against the door.

Is she telling me the truth, or still lying because she needs to keep it up?

The same as my ex-girlfriend... until her pack came calling.

But this is about Holly, not Daria.

“You don’t need to suffer, baby girl. I can help you.” I press my ear to the wood and listen to her delicate moaning. “Do you want your daddy to help you? Do you want me to make you feel better?”

“I need an alpha right now, not a daddy.”

Can I be her alpha?

Chapter 22

Holly

“Thenletmebeyour alpha. Let me do this for you,” he says. His voice holds a tender quality, a departure from its previous roughness.

The ache below my belly button increases and I slide my finger along my slit, trying to hold it all back.

Will I undergo a full-blown heat episode before my suppressant kicks in?

Slick coats my skin like it never has before. Given my omega status, it’s clear that I possess slick. However, this is an obscene amount, glistening and saturating my hand.

“Are you going to be a good girl and open the door?” His voice sinking to a deep tone that sends reverberations coursing through me.

“If I let you in, will you be a good boy and give me your clothes?” I need his scent. I need to inhale him deep inside me before I fuck him.

“I’ll be anything you want.”

I smile. “You’re going to crawl to me and then take off your clothes.”

“I’ll beg at your feet before your heat takes hold. Just let me.”

This is too easy, and he is not the Aiden I’ve gotten used to. “Are you sorry for everything you’ve put me through?”

“And everything I’m going to put you through,” he growls.

I narrow my eyes. “What are you going to put me through?”

“I’m going to prove that I’m your alpha. I’m going to make you love me regardless of not being your scent match.”

He wants me to love him.

A grin tugs at the edges of my lips just as a searing ache slices through my midsection. The sound that comes from my mouth offends my ears.

“You’re in heat, baby girl. Now let me help you.”

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