Page 85 of Knot Unwanted: Part Two

He begins to move, his strokes long and deep, each one sending sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine. The angle allows him to hit spots inside me that have me seeing stars, my back arching off the bed.

“That’s it,” he encourages. “Let us see how good you feel.”

My hands find purchase on his broad shoulders, nails digging into the muscle as I cling to him. “Stone,” I gasp. “Oh God, you feel so good.”

The words slip out without thought, raw and honest in a way I might have been embarrassed by under different circumstances. But here, in the safety of this nest, surrounded by my pack, there’s no room for embarrassment. Only truth.

“You like that?” Stone asks, his pace increasing slightly. “Like feeling me deep inside you?”

“Yes,” I moan. “So deep, so full.”

From beside us, I hear a collective groan from the others. The sound sends another wave of heat through me, the knowledge that they’re watching, that they’re enjoying this as much as I am, heightening every sensation.

Stone shifts his angle, hitting a spot that makes me cry out sharply. “There it is,” he murmurs, satisfaction evident in his tone. “Let go, Hailey. I’ve got you.”

The orgasm builds faster this time, more intense, more all-consuming. I’m climbing higher, faster, my body tensing as the peak approaches.

“That’s it,” Stone encourages. “Come for me, sweetheart. Let me feel you.”

I break with a keening wail, my body convulsing around him as pleasure crashes through me in waves. It’s more intense than anything I’ve experienced yet, tears streaming down my face as my fingers clutch at the bedding, searching for an anchor in the storm of sensation.

Stone works me through it, his pace steady, his eyes locked on mine as he watches me come apart beneath him. When the last tremors subside, he slows but doesn’t stop, his movements gentler now.

The heat has receded further this time, but there’s still something missing. Some need not yet fulfilled. I can feel it in the way my body continues to clench around him, seeking something more.

“She’s still burning,” Finn whispers from beside us, his hand cool against my flushed cheek. “Fuck guys, I know this is her first heat and you’re all being gentle…but fuck, youknowwhat she needs.”

Above me, Stone, Ren, and Jax exchange a look, some silent communication passing between them. Stone’s movement stills, though he remains nestled deep inside me.

“Do you think she’s ready?” Stone asks, voice low.

“Only one way to find out,” Jax replies.

They both look down at me, their expressions a mixture of concern and determination.

“Ready for what?” I ask, voice weak. But I’m curious.

Stone’s hand brushes hair from my face, tender despite the intensity of the moment. “Something your body’s aching for,” he explains. “But it’s…intense. We don’t want to rush you.”

Understanding dawns slowly through the fog of heat and pleasure. They’re talking about knotting me—the ultimate bond between an alpha and omega. The thought sends a fresh wave of arousal through me, my body instinctively clenching around Stone still buried inside me.

“Yes,” I breathe, not needing to hear more. “Please, yes.”

Stone and Jax exchange another look, uncertainty clear in their expressions. “Hailey,” Jax begins, his tone careful. “It will hurt at first, and you’ve already been through so much. We can work toward it, take some more time to get you ready?—”

“Yes,” I interrupt, more forcefully this time. “I’m sure. I want this. Want all of you. Please.”

Jax’s gaze travels over my face.

“Knot me.” The desperation in my voice must convince them, because something in their posture shifts.

“Okay, darling,” Jax says, stroking my jaw. “But we go slow. And if at any point you want to stop?—”

“I won’t,” I assure him. “I need this. Need you.”

Stone begins to move again, slowly at first, each thrust careful and measured. “We’ll give you exactly what you need,” he promises. “We all will.”

I nod, anticipation building alongside renewed desire. Stone’s pace gradually increases, his movements becoming more purposeful. He thrusts into me until another orgasm crashes through me, one that seems to fan the flames instead of making the fire ebb.

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