“He had every opportunity to fuck me and didn’t.”
He winces. “Is that supposed to give me peace of mind?”
“Why would it have anything to do with you?” I hiss.
“Fuck, Coco. If you don’t know that yet...”
“I don’t. So why don’t you tell me?” I meet his gaze. “Are you here to give me a self-defense class or to kiss me?”
He laughs. “You don’t beat around the bush, do you?”
“No. Would you like me to?”
“Hell, no. You’re perfect the way you are.” He’s back in front of me in a blink, gripping my chin, tilting my face up. “What do you want? A class or a kiss?”
“Can’t I have both?” I gulp. His gaze is intense, burning, boring into mine. “A girl has various needs. One can’t just?—”
His mouth crashes on mine, silencing me, and I wind my arms around his neck to drag him lower. I’m on tiptoe, not to break the kiss, to keep our lips fused together.
He tastes so good. His lips are firm, his tongue bold, tangling with mine instantly, stroking, battling, stoking the fire. His arms wrap around me, hauling me against his hard body, groaning against my mouth.
I can feel how aroused he is.
This isn’t a lie. It’s the truth. He really wants me.
My heart sings as he kisses me harder, and my body hums with arousal. I want him to undress me, touch me, fill me up and make me come. I need relief from this relentless desire.
I need him.
But almost as soon as we have started kissing, he wrenches his mouth away from mine and hisses.
It’s such an odd sound, I jerk. “What is it?”
He’s grimacing as if he’s in pain. “I have to go.”
“What? Why?”
He’s already stepping away, reaching for his denim jacket. “Things to do.”
“Is it me? Did I do something wrong?”
“You?” His mouth purses. “Not at all.”
“But then why?—”
He’s already gone.
17
ZACH
I can barely walk as I leave Coco’s apartment. What the fuck is happening to me? I’ve been with girls and boys since I popped my first knot as a teenager. I’ve pleasured and been pleasured countless times. I love sex. I love people. I love being hard and getting it on.
But this is different.
Damn, but it’s so different. Popping a knot from kissing is new. And it’s damn uncomfortable. I’d scare Coco to death if she realized.
An alpha with a knot is an alpha ready to mate, ready to knot his omega and start a family.
