Page 82 of Queen of Diamonds

“Good girl,” I growled, driving into her, feeling her tense at the initial shock before she relaxed around me.

“You want my knot, Baby?”

“Yes,” she whined.

It was pure heaven, feeling her tight little hole stretch around the girth of my knot. I went slow, watching the way her teeth caught her lip, expression tensing as I made her feel every inch of me. And then I was in, rocking into her, feeling her tremble at the pressure.

Knight, I realised, was watching from the bathroom door, leaning against it, arms folded and a dark look on his face. He kept doing that, like he wanted to dip out. At the sound she made when I entered her, though, he gripped the base of his cock, an irritated expression on his face as he stroked his length.

He was far enough past his rut that he seemed happy to occasionally watch.

I wasn’t. Not yet.

“You’re such a good little fuck doll, Glade,” I breathed in her ear, cupping the collar at her neck. “Maybe I’ll keep you forever, after all, so I can use these sweet holes whenever I want.”

She gripped me, another shuddering orgasm tearing through her as her nails dug into my flesh.

GLADE

At my side, Zed’s eyelids drooped shut, and within half a minute he was out like a light. Once he woke up, I was sure the rut would have passed entirely.

I glanced up to Knight, who was propped up slightly by pillows at his back, but dropped my eyes before I met his, fixing my gaze on the beautiful deep brown rippling muscles across his chest.

We were connected, which eased so much within me, but now that the hormones were fading, I think I wanted to pass out as fast as Zed had.

I didn’t, though.

Knight cleared his throat, and I jumped slightly as I felt his hand brush my waist. “I’m going to, uh…” He seemed to be searching for the word. “I’m going to… just hold you for a bit.”

I looked up this time, unsure of what I’d find.

There was something faintly disconcerting in his gaze as his hands closed around my waist and he readjusted us.

“Hold me?” I asked, unsure exactly what he was getting at.

“It would be very rude to treat a girl like that and not… not um…” He didn’t seem to be able to finish. Instead, he readjusted his sitting position so he was more upright, and my head easily tucked just beneath his chin.

I frowned, still not getting it, until his arms wrapped around me in one of his bear hugs, and a low rumble of a purr began in his chest.

Tears suddenly burned my eyes and I shoved them back, wrapping my arms around him and burying my face in his chest. I inhaled the low notes of pear grove, cool and sweet, lodging itself in the back of my throat.

We’d just gone through a rut together, one that had been neither gentle, nor kind. I’d left him and his pack mates, had put Kyan on the edge of a roof with a gun in his hand, and still, he was holding me.

I love you.

The words whispered in my mind, over and over, desperate for freedom yet caged by shadows more frightening than any light they might bring me, even for a few brilliant seconds.

So I sank into his embrace, bit down on the tears and tried to claim this, even if there could be no more.

Of course, Knight made it all but impossible.

For an age, we lay like that, until his knot released me. And when it had, he shifted, lifting me to my feet.

What was he doing?

I watched as he crossed the room and put on a pair of underwear and sweatpants. He returned to me, handing me my underwear and waiting for me to put it on. He didn’t meet my eyes as he drew me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom, setting me gently on the counter.

Oh…

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