Killian slips inside at last, and he doesn’t take his eyes off me the whole time. I want to look away because this is all too real for me too, but when he grips my chin, rubbing his thumb across my lower lip, my heart stops.
That’s the very same thumb that gripped a gun earlier and shot at an alpha.
He pushes in and out, grabbing my hips with his strong fingers, and I’m awash with pure ecstasy.
Lights dance, the friction and warmth building up toward a slow, steady peak. Then he angles my hips, hitting me in just the right spot, and I cry out.
His own release follows, and that’s when I feel his knot. It swells, chasing away the hollow, aching emptiness, and nothing has ever felt more right.
Killian locks himself between my legs, and that’s how we stay—as alpha and omega.
He leans down, kissing me between the eyes, and I could fall asleep like this.
How the hell did I ever convince myself that I could get by without a knot? We omegas need knots like we need air, and I’ll be damned if I'll ever spend another heat alone
I never want to be without an alpha's knot ever again.
Screw being knotless.
Chapter 18
Ted
Myfistshitthebattered leather of the punching bag over and over as I vent my frustrations.
No matter how hard I punch, though, it will never be enough. My knot just won't go down.
Fuck!
With one last roar, I swing my fist around and send the poor bag flying. Its chain groans in protest, but I've had enough of its shit. It has hardly helped.
After all, I'm still horny. I can't get that omega off my mind. Her perfume iseverywhere.It lingers on my clothes, and it lingers at the back of my throat. I can taste her on the roof of my mouth too, and living with her is going to be much harder than I realized.
Her heat came out of nowhere, and that's not a good sign. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate with her groaning in pain like that? At least my good boss was there to save the day, getting her out of that restaurant on time.
That alpha was like an untamed beast, and it will only be a matter of time until something similar happens to us.
But I won't deny that I'm jealous of Killian. If only it could have been me who relieved her pain, but, unfortunately, I'm too broken. Haunted by the memory of an evil woman who tortured and abused me.
I have to protect my pack from Ravyn. So I will call my guy and get her those pills that she asked for. This can't go on. That omega will only tear our pack apart.
She's already tearing me apart.
I was never enough for Beatrice after all, so why should things be any different with that omega? Beatrice used to cry and hit me during her heats, telling me I was useless and that she hated my knot. Also, she hated me.
She always called me ugly. Hence why she left the lovely scar.
I flinch, reaching up to my left eye. This hideous scar. Beatrice made a monster out of me in the end after all, and now I'll be reminded forever of that fact.
Ravyn may not be Beatrice, but I can't lose myself around her. I've already lost so much.
Tomorrow. I will hook her up with some pills...
It's what's best for all of us.
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Ravyn