Page 158 of Knot Heirs: Serenity's Reign

Darius didn’t move from her side.

“I’ve got her now,” he said, a hand trailing down her arm. “Let me ease her back in.”

Serenity’s body responded before her mind could. Her legs parted on instinct, her hips rolling in search of contact. But when Darius reached for her, she pushed at his chest.

“Wait.” Her voice was a rasp. “I want to ride him.”

He stilled. Eyes sharpening.

“Lucian,” she clarified. “I want to be in control this time.”

A beat of silence. Then?—

Lucian grinned. “As my Omega commands.”

Darius chuckled under his breath. “Of course. You always did like making things complicated.”

Serenity sat up slowly, every muscle sore, her body shaky but fueled by something raw and bold. She crawled toward Lucian, sweat-streaked and flushed, leaving behind the safety of the tangle she'd just been claimed in. Her thighs trembled, slick dripping again as her heat stirred at the scent of him.

Lucian was already naked by the time she reached him. Always theatrical.

He let her push him back into the nest, into the hollow where his scent lingered strongest. She climbed into his lap, straddling him, her hands bracing on his chest as she rubbed her soaked folds along the thick ridge of his cock.

His breath hitched. “Fuck, you're greedy when you burn.”

“You like it,” she whispered, dragging her tongue along the shell of his ear. “You like when I take what I want.”

His growl answered her.

She rose just enough to angle him at her entrance and sank down with a sigh. He stretched her wide, the burn of it exquisite, just enough friction to make her whimper.

“Gods, yes,” she panted. “Just stay still. Let me.”

Lucian obeyed. He lay back, hands behind his head like a lounging king while she rolled her hips over him. Her fingerssplayed across his abdomen, nails leaving red trails as she ground down again and again, chasing the high with single-minded fury.

“You’re perfect like this,” Lucian murmured, jaw clenched, his voice wrecked with restraint. “In charge. Fucking yourself on my cock like you own me.”

“I do,” she gasped, hair falling into her face as she bounced harder, her thighs quivering. “You’re mine. All of you.”

She angled her hips, and the new position made stars burst behind her eyes. The pleasure coiled fast, too fast. Her orgasm tore through her without warning—a violent thing that left her gasping and snarling his name.

Lucian grabbed her hips at the last second, slamming up into her as he came with a feral curse, knot swelling inside her just as hers finished cresting.

The lock was sharp, jarring, but her body welcomed it, melted into it. The pressure eased the fire. His knot fit her just as well as Ronan’s.

They collapsed together, her head on his chest, her fingers tangled in his hair. Darius sat nearby, his expression unreadable.

“Don’t worry,” Serenity whispered without opening her eyes. “You’ll get your turn.”

His chuckle was low and dark.

“I’m counting on it.”

Time slipped sideways.

Serenity barely noticed how the minutes turned into an hour, her body lulled into a heat-drunken haze by the knots still locked inside her. Lucian’s weight was a welcome pressure againsther back, and Ronan’s hand occasionally brushed her spine, grounding her.

They murmured to each other above her head, coordinating without her needing to speak.

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