Page 58 of Knotted By the Demon

“Perfect. Thanks.”

He smiled brightly and placed it in his bag. “I’ll get more water. We’ll need it. There are some jugs of water on the floor in the corner. I’ll grab a couple.”

“Thanks, Greek,” I said as my eyes landed on the fruit basket in the center of the table. I grabbed that also, arms now full. “This may be too much. If so, that’s fine. You ready to head back down?”

Greek nodded. We headed back to the basement. My stomach churned with anticipation, the ache in my belly growing sharper. Greek stumbled slightly as we opened the door, his slick scent spiking as he took a deep breath of the rut-filled air wafting up the stairs.

“You okay?” I asked, glancing at him as we started descending.

His eyes were wide, his face flushed, but he nodded. “I’m just... I’ve never smelled anything like that before.”

“Neither have I,” I admitted, my voice a little breathless.

“This may trigger my heat,” he told me.

Damn it.Why hadn’t I thought of that? Heats lasted longer than most ruts. Greek nibbled his lower lip, looking nervous.

“If it does, we’ll handle it,” I assured him. “During one of our breaks, I’ll go up and get things from your nest and bring them down here.”

His gaze swept to mine. “You will?”

“I promise.”

My omega leaned forward and captured my lips in a kiss that made my toes curl. I melted into him, the ache in my belly easing at the taste of him. A loud roar from the basement brought our kiss to an end.

“Need you now!” Demon growled. “Must have you both now,” he roared.

Greek’s whimper sounded so pitiful.

“Let’s go to our alpha,” I told him.

We stepped over the threshold, and I closed the door behind us. We walked down the steps cautiously to keep from dropping our items. Demon’s scent hit us full force as we reached the basement floor, smoky cedarwood and leather enveloping us. My knees nearly buckled, and Greek moaned beside me.

Clearing my throat, I led Greek over to a table in the corner of the room, where we quickly unloaded our items. Greek’s hands were shaking so badly that he dropped a few items, apologizing every time he did so. Yeah, our omega needed to be knotted by our Demon as soon as possible.

Demon’s growl rumbled through the space, low and dangerous. My heart pounded as I locked eyes with him. He lay sprawled on the bed, his massive body straining against the restraints, his piercing eyes glowing with hunger as they tracked our every movement. His eyes were darker now.

Our alpha was more beast than man now. That should frighten me, or at least make me nervous. All it did was make me wish I could take that thick knot of his. Demon's next growl rumbled through the room, vibrating in the very air around us as I tore my gaze from his and resumed what I was doing.

Greek lingered at my side, his scent rich and sweet, his own desire unmistakable. He glanced at me, his chest rising and falling as if every breath cost him effort. I reached out, brushing my fingers down his arm in a quiet reassurance before turning back to Demon. The alpha's massive body was tense, every muscle taut as he lay cuffed to the bed. His jaw clenched, and beads of sweat rolled down his temples.

"We're ready," I said softly, stepping closer to the bed, my voice calm despite the racing of my heart. "Let us help you, Demon."

Our alpha didn’t respond. But there was a loud, unceasing growl reverberating through his chest as he watched us with those predatory eyes of his. Like a lion stalking his prey. Except in this case, he wasn’t coming to us. We were walking right into the lion’s den, ready to be devoured by the beast.

Greek moved first, his delicate, sure movements drawing my attention. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself beside Demon with a surprising confidence that made me so damn proud of him. His hands were trembling as he touched the alpha’s chest, his pale skin stark against Demon’s broad, scarred frame.

The light touch made our alpha shudder, eyes locked on Greek’s. Demon licked his lips slowly. The sight was sexy as hell. A soft whimper escaped Greek’s lips as he leaned down to press a tentative kiss to Demon’s chest. Demon’s whole body tensed, his arms jerking against the cuffs. If the violent movement frightened Greek, he didn’t let it show.

"Greek..." Demon growled, the sound low and guttural.

Greek flicked his tongue over Demon’s nipple. Demon’s hips bucked. I took that as my cue. I walked around the bed and climbed on, moving to the other side of Demon, almost touching the basement wall. I crawled forward, my hands gliding overDemon’s muscular thighs as I moved, feeling his muscles ripple under my fingertips.

This alpha was perfect in every way, from his intense eyes to the scar on his face, down to his thick knot and cock, to his large feet that proved shoe size does matter. His scent, raw and earthy, washed over me, setting my body aflame. I stopped near his face, cupping his jaw as I leaned down to kiss him.

My breasts grazed his shoulder, my hair spilling across his pillow as our lips met. The world around us seemed to dissolve, leaving only the taste of him and the fire building between us. His mouth was hesitant for a heartbeat, but then his restraint snapped. A low growl rumbled from his chest, reverberating through me, as his lips parted and his tongue swept against mine.

Oh! My! Fucking! Gosh!

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