Page 30 of Knot Their Arrangement

Being here, with him, knowing damn well that despite the world that wishes to tear us apart, we’ve always been destined to be together.

To be a solid unit.

Ezekiel’s hand forces me back down, guiding me onto his cock with deliberate force.

The weight of him fills my mouth again, and I let out a muffled groan, my lips stretching around his length as I take him deeper. He doesn’t give me time to adjust — doesn’t let me set the pace.

No, this time, he’s in control, and I can feel it in the way his hips rise off the seat, pushing himself further down my throat.

A sharp hiss escapes him, followed by a guttural curse.

“You think you can make me slip in front of my superiors?” he breathes, his grip tightening in my hair. His other hand flexes against the steering wheel, knuckles going white with restraint. “When you’re the one who taught me how to keep my composure in any situation?”

I barely manage a chuckle around him before he thrusts deeper, cutting off any response I might have dared to make. My throat contracts around him, and I hear his sharp inhale above me, the sound filled with a mixture of pleasure and punishment.

The car is parked, but the space between us is anything but still. I can feel his thighs tense beneath my palms as I brace myself against him, allowing him to take what he wants. His control is unraveling, bit by bit, and I can tell by the way his breath grows heavier, more ragged.

His hand moves from my hair, sliding along my jaw, fingers pressing against my skin as he tilts my head just enough to force my gaze upward. The look in his eyes is lethal, dominant, and unrelenting.

“This is my domain,” he murmurs, watching as I take him deeper. “And in this car, you take every fucking inch of me properly.”

His words send a fresh wave of heat through me, and I moan around his length, hollowing my cheeks, sucking harder. The effect is immediate. His grip tightens, his hips lifting from the seat in a sharp thrust, and a strained groan slips from his lips.

I work him faster now, my tongue tracing along his length, my lips tightening around him, driving him toward the edge. His body shudders beneath me, his restraint slipping further with every bob of my head.

“Damon,” he grits out, his voice wrecked, breathless. “Fuck?—”

His head falls back against the headrest, his control hanging by a thread as I push him further, taking him as deep as I can. His thighs tremble, his breath coming in harsh, uneven gasps. The sight of him, completely undone beneath my touch, sends a fresh rush of arousal pooling in my gut.

I know he’s close.

I can feel it in the way his muscles tighten, in the sharp, shallow breaths escaping his lips.

Then, with a sharp curse, he grips my hair again, holding me still as he thrusts deep one last time.

There we go…

His release hits hard: hot shots of cum spilling down my throat in thick pulses. I take it all, swallowing around him as he groans, the sound low and raw and utterly wrecked.

His fingers remain tangled in my hair even as his body slackens, his breath still coming in uneven bursts. Slowly, he eases his grip, tilting my head back just enough to look down at me.

I smirk up at him, completely out of breath but looking pleasantly pleased with the outcome. My hand slides up his thigh, massaging the knot at the base of his cock, drawing out the last shudders of pleasure.

Ezekiel’s eyes darken once more, his grip tightening again.

“Oh, you think we’re done?” His voice is still rough, his tone laced with something dangerous. Something promising.

I grin.

Fuck, I love it when he looks at me like that.

Ezekiel’s grip tightens again, pulling me just enough so that our gazes remain locked. His lips part, breath still rough from his climax, but his eyes are sharp —predatory in intensity.

The weight of that look alone makes my stomach tighten with something raw, begging for all the possibilities.

“I know you’re not done,” I murmur, my smirk widening.

He growls low in his throat, his fingers flexing before yanking me closer, his lips brushing against mine.

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