Page 65 of Knot Letting Go
“Put me down. You need to get checked out too. Your neck…” As much as I was aching to wrap my legs around his sexy body, I hated knowing he was hurt. “We should put some ice on it and get you to the hospital.”
He didn’t listen. Of course. He moved quickly inside and down the hall to a small bedroom, kicking the door closed behind him with his bare foot. “You’re worried about me when you have bruises on your pretty face and were left to drown in a water tank?” His voice was hoarse, and there was a glint in his dark eyes. “If I could kill that mother-fucker again for touching you, I would.”
I blinked as he set me on the bed. Matteo? He killed Matteo? Shock and relieved giddiness tangled with my desperatearousal. “He didn’t… you know. I fought him and he hit me. Then he threw us into the cistern.”
Quill nabbed a fluffy towel from the bathroom rack and came back. “Fierce and brave. You couldn’t turn me on anymore than I am right now. Just so you know, when you take off those wet clothes and I dry you off, I’m not going to be able to control myself anymore. I thought I’d lost you, and now I need reassurance that you’re really here.”
I didn’t dare look toward the mirror in the room. Focusing on him alone, I nipped my lip and yanked off my shirt and bra. The cool air over my skin did nothing to ease my vicious yearning.
“Oh yeah, beautiful.” Quill nodded and tossed my wet clothes toward the bathroom.
My skirt and panties came next. No sense of timidity slowed my movements. I needed both of us naked and fast, but that feeling was blocked as he wrapped the towel around me. He held it on me and kissed me, long and slow.
“I was ready to tear down the whole city to find you.” His nose nudged mine as he began to tenderly dry me. “I don’t know what I would do without you in my life. You are the bright light that made me realize I was sitting alone in the dark, and instead of just shining down on me, you took me by the hands and let me into the sky with you and all the other stars. You make me shine, baby, and I love you so much for it.”
Tears trickled down my face, not from pain, but from the intensity of what he felt and what I felt in return. He loved me.
“Oh, don’t cry, baby.” Quill dabbed at my cheeks with the towel and then gave me one of his magnificently wicked smiles. “Unless it’s from how huge my dick is and how great it feels in you.”
A little laugh bubbled out of me. “Well then, take off your shorts and let me see you.” My thighs tightened withanticipation. I was surprised that I wasn’t begging by now. “Then I’ll show you how much I love you.”
Dropping the towel, Quill wasted no more time and pushed down his boxers with his shorts. His erection slapped against his abdomen with its freedom. Red and swollen, and already with the growing bulb of his knot at the base of his member.
Oh yes. Give me! I reached for him and pulled his body against mine. So hot, so hard, and all mine.
Quill pushed me back onto the bed. “You love me!” He grinned even as he kissed me madly. “I’ve never been so happy, baby.”
I wrapped my limbs around him and lifted my hips to rub myself against his throbbing length. Slick soaked us both and our scents grew muskier by the second. My hands were all over him. In his hair, over his shoulders, and down his back. His caresses and gropes were just as frantic. We could not get enough of each other fast enough.
Poking me with the head of his cock, I mewled and squirmed. “I need you, Quill. Take me now.”
With a growl, he plunged into me. We both cried out and clung onto one another. He fucked me with hard, ragged strokes. The swelling of his knot expanded to rub me in all the right places.
Having almost lost everything today, all of me hung on to him as if he were my only tether to life. My back arched as the electric mass sizzling inside of me built and teetered on the edge of eruption.
“Oh God! Yes!” My toes curled as he rocked me harder yet. My orgasm exploded, breaking me into a million bits and putting me back together again with a blissful embrace. Every time with this Alpha was better than the last.
Quill rode me through my climax and then slowed his pace. My body trembled as he still pumped and positioned me in the center of the bed. He skimmed his fingers over my cheek. “Look at me, baby. Let me see those gorgeous blue eyes.”
I forced open my eyes to stare into his dreamy ones. His long lashes framed his dark chocolate orbs like the unfolding of two tiny universes. I would never get tired of looking into his eyes.
“I love you. I never want to lose you again.” He tenderly kneaded one of my breasts and toyed with the nipple. “I want to bite you, Aubrielle. I want to claim you as my own.”
I had promised myself I wouldn’t make any big decisions while in heat. I’d always been the sensible girl, the good one. And it made sense to wait before I agreed to any such thing.
But there was nothing rational about the love I felt for Quill, for Konstantin too. I’d already promised that Konstantin could claim me. I hadn’t even considered saying no when he’d asked me. Because nothing felt more right in my life. Same with Quill. We were a pack. No matter how many excuses I made before, they were my mates and my heart had known it all along.
“Yes. Claim me. I love you so much.” My voice quivered with the words, with the raw truth of them. “I’ve always been yours and Konstantin’s. You’ve always been my pack.”
His rhythm was slower, but somehow the strokes were deeper. He groaned against my mouth as we kissed. “Oh fuck, you feel so good.”
I rolled my body against his, matching his smooth movements. We moved together as one. Not driven by my heat, making me horny with the need to breed, but with our love for one another.
“Quill,” I moaned his name, loving the sound of it on my tongue. A second orgasm began to balloon inside of me. Hotter, more intense than the first.
He hooked one of my legs over his shoulder and pushed our bodies more firmly together. His knot stretched me, almost hurting, bringing the euphoria of riding that line. He kissed down along my neck and nibbled at my skin before trailing the tip of his tongue back up to give my earlobe a wee suck. “You’re mine.”
Quill kissed back down, lifting his body partially off mine to send his mouth over the top of my breasts. “Aubrielle.” He licked the spot on my left breast near my heart. “I claim you.”
