Page 43 of Knot Heirs: Serenity's Reign

Damn her traitorous body.

“But wouldn’t it be nice if you let me, your potential Alpha, prove to you that I and my fellow alpha comrades can be of value,” he taunted, his voice dripping with challenge. He emphasized the suggestion with one final, insistent press against her clit, causing her whole body to jolt before he finally paused to gauge her response. When she met his gaze with that enticing mix of defiance and desire, he pulled his fingers out, making her whimper in frustration. The satisfied bastard spread his fingers wide, showing the slick that dripped from them and the obsceneamount of desire she had for him in that moment, the proof of her need shamefully laid bare between them.

She blushed at the undeniable evidence, the hot flush creeping up her throat and blooming across her cheeks. His grin turned manic, and she knew he held all the power right then. Helplessly, she watched him lick his fingers, one by one, savoring every drop, deliberately slow, leaving no doubt about the effect he had or the control he wielded.

Then he put both fingers into his mouth and sucked on them, their eyes locked, ensuring she didn’t miss a thing. The wet sounds he made were lewd and intentional, and she could almost feel each step he took toward pushing her further, toward binding her to him. His aura was much too powerful; the sight alone had her nipples hardening and her pussy convulsing with an even deeper ache. The forbidden satisfaction he wore on his face broadcasted just how dangerous he could be for her.

Could she ever truly hope to resist an Alpha like him? One who knew how to dismantle her with a single touch, a single look?

She knew in that moment that he would never hesitate to appease her any time she needed.

“What...would be the consequences?” she managed to whisper at last. Her voice, though faint, held an urgency that betrayed how thoroughly he was unraveling her. If this crazed Alpha didn’t get her off with those fingers here and now, she knew she wouldn't have the strength or clarity to finish this conversation. At this point, she could barely think. Her mind was a haze of slick-coated desire, and she was beginning to doubt whether she even cared about the answer. Maybe she just wanted him to say anything that would justify what she was about to let him do, any excuse to let herself drown in this. Damn it. Maybe there was something wrong with her.

“No consequences, Darling,” he whispered back like it was some kind of penance, some kind of absolution for them both. The promise carried a thrilling recklessness, a fatalism that told her they could burn and he wouldn’t give a damn so long as she burned with him. He leaned in close enough to tease her with the ghost of a kiss, his lips brushing against hers like temptation incarnate. “No strings attached. Nothing that doesn’t fall in your favor, Serenity.” It sounded impossibly good. Too good. She wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe him so badly it hurt. “I’m psycho, but I always keep my word.”

He crushed his mouth to hers, kissing her long and hard, testing the limits of her resolve, seeing if that would push her over the edge—but she didn’t stop herself. She kissed him back hungrily, lost in the madness of it all. Unlike Darius, who fought for dominance in every move, with Lucian, she had more control and power. He let her take the lead, meeting her demand with a rawness that felt almost hesitant. It was as though he wasn’t used to giving this much of himself, as though he kissed like he was afraid of affection. The oddest thing to pick up on, and yet she felt it in her gut. There was so much to unpack with him.

So much to learn about this mystery of an Alpha and why he teetered between the brink of insanity and dominating success.

She pulled back slightly, breathless, watching him carefully. “If there’s really no catch, no downside, then why?” she pressed, wanting to see if he’d flinch. “Why go through all this trouble for me? What’s your deal, Lucian?” She tried to keep her voice steady, but the need he’d stirred in her was a ruthless bastard. It clawed at her, and made every word she spoke sound like a plea. What the hell had she gotten herself into?

Lucian didn’t flinch. He didn’t even bat an eye.

“Consider it a strategic partnership,” he said smoothly, as if talking dirty to her and discussing business were one and the same. “One I’m very invested in.” He tilted his head and gaveher a look so penetrating she swore he could see right through her. “You said it yourself, Serenity: I’m a mystery. And don’t you want to solve me? Don’t you want to learn why I’m the kind of Alpha who can smell an opportunity—and the Omega I want—and have them both?”

There it was.

Not just a challenge, but an all-out dare. Her heart pounded against her ribs like a caged thing.

Damn him. Damn how calculating and brilliant he was. Damn, how tempting he made everything sound.

His hand takes advantage of the moment to slide back to where it felt like it belonged, into her pulsing pussy, pumping into her at the perfect pace while his lips silenced her before she could suddenly try and deny the emotions rushing through her.

She wanted to scream that he was full of shit, that she didn’t need him or anyone else, but her body had betrayed her, exposed her, and now her mind was starting to as well. He groaned as though he could hear her silent struggle and moved his hand against her with renewed purpose, fingers sliding in and out until she couldn’t think anymore.

“Are you going to cum for me, my pretty little royal?” Lucian taunted in an exaggerated Alpha tone, but there was an underlying anticipation to it, eagerness tinging his voice with a rawness that was almost a plea. “Let me feel you come undone for your Alpha, hmm?”

Each word pushed her closer, whetted her need until she was nearly past the point of no return. His fingers worked like he knew her body better than she did, slick and relentless, driving her toward a surrender that she couldn't stop even if she wanted to.Damn him.She felt herself start to give in, her resolve breaking, the last shred of resistance melting away as every inch of her begged for release. They both knew he had her.

Her body pulsed to obey, her orgasm just at the peak of euphoria, until it overwhelmed her and she thrashed against him, keening, almost sobbing, and finally coming undone.

“L-Lucian,” she dared to breathe out his name like molten sin, and it made him chuckle dangerously low against her ear as he tugged on her ear lobe.

“That’s it,” he breathed, savoring the way she convulsed in his grip, the way she shattered under his touch. “My royal. My pack’s Omega.”

His pack’s Omega.

The words rang in her ears, louder than the hammering of her pulse. She jerked away from him, panting, trying to regain control, trying to cage the chaos inside her chest. He didn’t hesitate to pull his fingers out, but before she could try to make further distance, his hand wrapped around her neck, stilling her while he offered his soaked fingers with a cunning smile that told her exactly what he wanted.

She couldn’t feel more flushed and embarrassed, as if she’s not realizing they just did all of that in the corner of the restaurant, with other people nearby, eating away. She tries to hide it while her eyes lock on Lucians before moving to those dripping fingers.

She’s too far gone to back away from this challenge, so she does what’s always been so damn hard for her to achieve.

Submits to the man who not only gave her the pleasure her body yearned for but seemingly protected her in his own way.

Protection in the most surreptitious way, like the fact no one has come by since they started the heated exchange, and how she’s positive none of it would be used against her because it would come back to him. It was a bit dangerous to assume, and yet, she could see against all odds, the loyalty in his eyes.

She leans in, eyes boring into his, while her mouth wraps around the base of his offered fingers and she sucks nice andslow, moving upward as the walls of her mouth tighten. He watches every single movement, holding his breath while his eyes never leave the intensity of hers.

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