I awake the next day thoroughly knotted, and it’s a strange sensation to wake to.
So, I finally took an alpha’s knot, and the sky didn't fall down. In fact, it was one of the best experiences of my life.
Rolling over, I breathe in Killian’s sharp, peppermint scent, sighing in deep contentment. That’s when I reach my hand across to feel the empty space beside me.
Killian has gone. My heart pounds in dread.
Where is my alpha?
The shower runs in my en suite bathroom, and I relax, falling back under the sheets.
Thank God. For a moment, I thought that…
I shake my head, untangling the sheets from my legs as I tiptoe across the room. The bathroom door has been left ajar. Steam curls from the gap, and the blood rushes through my head.
I am about to see Killian in the shower.
Pushing the door, I sneak into the bathroom, glancing at those steamed windows. I can just make out his silhouette. My heart thumps in my ears as I step toward the shower door. I don’t care if I'm intruding on his most intimate moments. I’m an omega in heat, and I want my knot.
I stop, pausing to take a breath. Steam fills my nostrils, clearing my head, and it gives me the motivation I need.
I slide the door open, and Killian startles inside the shower, dropping his bar of soap.
“Ravyn. You’re awake...”
I don’t hear his voice; all I see are his carved abs and holy fuck. Soap drips down his naked chest, and the blood whooshes through my head once again when I spy his thick cock.
It springs to life at my attention, and I know what I want for breakfast.
“I... didn’t want to wake—”
I throw myself at the alpha, kissing him beneath the hot, steaming jets as I make him forget all about picking up his bar of soap. My hands run up and down the taut muscles of his back, and I have no idea what's coming over me. It’s as if my body has a mind of its own and I am just a mere passenger.
I move on autopilot, jumping up into his arms to straddle his hips. He teases his slender fingers through my wet hair, a growl vibrating deep in his chest.
“A-alpha...”
Killian opens his eyes when I speak, and those shards of ice cut straight through my soul. Maybe he will finally make do on his promise of killing me.
With a vicious snarl, he pushes me against the steamed glass, his hardened cock delving deep between my thighs. I wrap my legs around his waist, digging my heels into his ass to spur him on, and he growls into my ear, “You made the biggest mistake of your life coming to me, Buttercup...”
The hot jets continue to pour above as I roll my head back on the glass, lost in pure rapture. Steam fills the small space, and it’s definitely doing strange things to my mind.
I swear his eyes are glowing for a moment, and the color reminds me of a blazing white star.
Leaning closer to his ear, I dip my tongue inside and whisper, “Then make me regret it.”
Well, that seems to give him the motivation he needed. I know there’s an animal inside of him somewhere. I just need to bring it out.
I don’t want an alpha who treats me like porcelain. I want an alpha who isn’t afraid to break me.
Not only do I want him to break me, but I want him to fix me again, too. I think I’m finally starting to understand this one. I saw it last night before he knotted me. He was scared and vulnerable, like a child.
He may be a monster, but I’m prepared to dig deep until I find that boy again. Someone at some time had hurt him, and I’m going to make them pay.
Killian spears me with his cock over and over, chasing his release. My own release is just visible along the horizon, and when I reach it, I'm going to nose-dive straight off the edge and into the abyss.
Screw being cautious.