Page 26 of Knotted By the Demon

Her hands curled at her sides, and I imagined those small fingers gripping my hair, guiding me closer to where she wanted me most. Her voice was low, breathy, when she finally spoke.

“Why are you both just standing there?” she asked, her tone a mix of teasing and frustration, but her trembling voice betrayed her arousal. She turned to the side, her body swiping against my cock as she moved. Precum leaked from my tip as I bit back a groan.

Sofia gestured for Demon to move. “Come on, big guy. Show us to the shower. I have twigs in my hair and possibly creepy crawlies also.”

And just like that, the moment broke like a snapped twig entangled in Sofia’s tresses. But the tension didn’t dissipate. Ithung in the air, heavy and charged, the promise of something we weren’t quite ready to acknowledge or explore. But I had a feeling we would get there. Soon.

Demon’s jaw tightened, his gaze darting to me for the briefest second before he stepped back, his movements robotic and restrained as though he were fighting himself. I had a feeling if Sofia asked us to taste us right now, that mask our alpha was wearing would evaporate, and we’d get a chance to see the real him.

I so wanted that. But Sofia wasn’t ready. And I’d never force what I wanted on someone else. I knew what that felt like. I let out a shaky breath I hadn’t realized I was holding, the ache inside me refusing to lessen. My eyes remained on Sofia, who looked at both of us with a mixture of defiance and longing.

Her scent lingered in the air, teasing, inviting. My tongue darted out to wet my lips, my thoughts refusing to quiet. Whatever was building between the three of us, it was dangerous. And I wanted nothing more than to let it consume us whole. But I’m glad she’d put a pause on things. I needed some time to think this through.

Yes, I wanted it. However, it wasn’t time for my next heat yet. Could I perform outside of a heat? Or would I disappoint them the same way I’d disappointed Natalie and Nathan? Thinking about those two was like dousing myself with ice water. The arousal cooled, and I was able to think straight once again.

“Shower, big guy,” Sofia said again.

I forced a smile onto my face and said, “Lead the way. We’ll follow.”

Demon swallowed. I didn’t know if he was reading more into my words or not, but my omega hoped he was. He grunted in response, his usual noncommittal noise, before turning and gesturing toward the hall.

“It’s through there. The towels are in the cabinet. Water takes a few minutes to get hot.”

Hot water.My chest tightened at the thought. I’d bathed in cold water for so long that the idea of warmth against my skin felt almost unreal. My omega was purring, more active now than it had been in...ever.

If I were honest, I’d say that was a good sign. I’d say this place was good for us – a healthy environment. My omega was letting me know that he felt free to emerge here. Still, a part of me was afraid to dream, to hope.

“Do you have any clothing we can change into?” Sofia asked.

Oh, right. Clothing. Something I lacked.

Demon nodded.

“Great! After you, alpha.”

Demon motioned for her to go first.

She frowned. “It’s your cabin. You show us where to go. Or...” she paused, a huge grin stretching across her face. “Is the big bad alpha afraid to walk in front of the little beta who almost beat him up?”

Something surprising happened. Something so shocking that both mine and Sofia’s jaws dropped open. Our rogue alpha, Demon, he... he laughed. Our Demon laughed. My omega decided then and there that we would have this alpha. He would belong to us and Sofia. And we would keep him smiling like that for the rest of our lives.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

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My omega had decided. We wanted to be a bond with Sofia and Demon. All it had taken was for Sofia to smile beautifully at me and encourage me. And for our alpha to be willing to feed me, clothe me, and smile at me the way he was doing right now. I wasn’t hard to please. And this alpha was pleasing me in ways I’d never been pleased before.

It was just a laugh. Just a smile.

Laughter shouldn’t be so life-changing. A smile shouldn’t fill my heart with this much joy. A smile shouldn’t make me want to remain here forever. But Demon’s smile did. He was ruggedly handsome when he was all stoic and growly. However, when he smiled, when he laughed, this alpha was drop-dead gorgeous!

Demon’s laughter was a revelation. It wasn’t just the sound, low and rich, like thunder softened into music. It was the way his face transformed. The corners of his piercing blue eyes crinkled, the tension that usually hardened his expression melting away. His mouth, so often set in a grim line, curved into something wicked and beautiful.

That smile, it wasn’t just handsome; it was devastating. Demon's laughter was like nothing I had ever seen before. Itwasn’t the rough growl or clipped grunt I’d come to expect from him. It was unexpected and devastatingly beautiful. The sound rolled from his chest, rich and deep, carrying warmth that seemed to echo in the room long after the last note faded.

It caught me off guard, stealing the air from my lungs, making me feel like I’d just seen the sunrise for the first time. I couldn’t stop staring, my heart thudding hard enough to make me dizzy. Demon’s smile made me want to bottle the moment, to keep it safe and close, to bring it out again and again whenever the shadows of my past crept too close.

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