Page 79 of Hard Knot

Elizabeth shifts slightly, her breath catching as my fingers hook around the thin material.

“You’re trembling,” I murmur, my voice quieter now.

She laughs softly, the sound shaky but filled with nervous energy.

“And you’re taking your sweet time.”

Carter chuckles above her.

“He’s savoring it, sweetheart. Don’t rush the man.”

My hands move slower, deliberately teasing as I ease the slicked material down her thighs. The fabric clings to her skin, soaked through, and the scent that rises as I slide them past her knees is heady, intoxicating.

“Goddamn,” Carter mutters, his voice tight. “That’s...yeah, that’s something else. Fuck you smell delicious baby and so damn wet.”

Elizabeth hides her face in the crook of Carter’s neck, her blush spreading to the tips of her ears. Her shyness is at odds with the bold, confident woman she usually projects, and it only makes her more alluring.

I let the panties fall to the floor, my fingers lingering against her thighs as Carter lowers her back down onto my lap.

She feels different now — warmer, softer, more vulnerable.

Carter leans close, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispers something too quiet for me to catch. Whatever he says makes her shiver, her arms tightening around his neck.

The air between us is thick, charged with tension that feels almost impossible to breathe through.

Elizabeth is still perched on my lap, her body warm and pliant against mine, and the scent of her arousal is maddening. I can feel Carter’s gaze burning into us from above, his presence as commanding as ever, but I’m too focused on her — on the Omega who’s pushing every one of my buttons without even trying.

“Felix,” Carter says, his voice smooth and dripping with humor, “you must be ready to eat some dessert, huh?”

Elizabeth stiffens slightly, her eyes darting up to Carter’s, but I see no resistance there — only curiosity, a flicker of challenge.

“Dessert?” I echo, my voice rough, though my body already knows the answer. My hands tighten against her thighs, my fingers brushing along the bare skin where her panties once were.

Carter leans down, pressing his lips to her neck and trailing kisses along the delicate column of her throat. She moans softly, the sound vibrating through her body and into mine.

Her scent spikes, sweet and heady, and it’s all I can do not to lose myself in the moment.

“God, you’re even wetter now,” Carter mutters against her skin, his teeth grazing just enough to make her shiver.

I can’t resist anymore.

My grip on her hips tightens as I shift beneath her, sliding my hands lower until I’m holding her firmly. With one swift motion, I lift her, relishing the way her soft gasp fills the room.

“You’re stronger than you look,” she teases, but her voice is breathless.

“Yeah, well,” I murmur, adjusting my hold until her legs dangle along my shoulders, “I do more than just type on computers all day.”

Her thighs are soft against my hands, and the weight of her is perfect, manageable, as if she’s made to be held like this. I grip her firmly, angling her closer, and intentionally inhale deeply, letting her intoxicating scent flood my senses.

“Fuck,” I mutter, my voice low and almost reverent. “You smell...incredible.”

Carter grins, his hand resting lightly against her stomach as he keeps her steady.

“She’s all yours, Felix. Enjoy.”

My gaze flicks downward, and the sight of her glistening wetness is enough to make my mouth water. Her slick coats her inner thighs, dripping in a way that makes heat surge through me.

I run my tongue along my lips, as if trying to quench a thirst that only she can satisfy.

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