Page 98 of Knot Unwanted: Part Two

“Turn around,” he orders, voice rough with need. “On your knees.”

I comply, my body thrumming with anticipation as he positions himself behind me. His hands grip my hips, holding me steady as the thick head of his cock presses against my entrance.

“Mine,” he growls, pushing in slowly. “Say it.”

“Yours,” I gasp as he fills me, stretching me in the most delicious way. “All yours, alpha.”

“Say my name, darling. Call it out.”

“Jax!” I pant. “All yours, Jax.”

He groans, his hips flush against mine, buried to the hilt. “And the others?”

“Theirs too. Finn, Stone, and Ren.” I push back against him, needing him to move. “Pack. All of you.”

His hand strokes down my spine, a soothing gesture at odds with the tension in his body. “That’s right, darling.Pack.”

Then he begins to move, and all coherent thought dissolves.

Jax sets a merciless pace, each thrust deep and powerful, hitting places inside me that make stars burst behind my eyelids. His hand fists in my hair again, gently but firmly pulling my head to the side, exposing my neck.

“Going to mark you,” he promises, his breath hot against my skin. “Going to make sure everyone knows who you belong to.”

I whimper, the words sending fresh slick gushing between my thighs. “Please, Jax. Please.”

His teeth graze my neck, sending electric shivers down my spine. I feel his knot beginning to swell, catching on my entrance with each thrust.

“Come for me,” he demands, his hand sliding between my legs to circle my clit. “Now, Hailey. Come on my knot.”

The dual sensation of his fingers and his rapidly swelling knot pushes me over the edge. I cry out, my body clamping down around him as pleasure crashes through me in waves.

With a growl that’s almost feral, Jax pushes his knot fully inside, locking us together as his teeth sink into my neck.

The pain is sharp, bright—then dissolves into molten pleasure. I feel the bond snap into place, a golden thread connecting us, twining through my very being.

Jax’s release pulses inside me, hot and abundant, as he continues to hold the bite, deepening the bond with each passing second. When he finally releases my neck, his tongue laves gently over the mark, soothing the sting.

“Mine,” he murmurs against my skin, his voice reverent. “My omega.”

We collapse together onto the nest, his arms wrapped tightly around me, his knot keeping us joined. I feel dazed, floating on a cloud of endorphins and the new bond humming beneath my skin.

“How do you feel?” he asks after a few moments, his hand stroking my hair.

I smile, turning my head to meet his gaze. “Complete. At least…part of me.”

He understands immediately, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “The others?”

“Yes.” I lean back into his embrace, content to wait out his knot in his arms. “If they want me too.”

His laugh is a warm rumble against my back. “Trust me, they do. Look at them, burning in their own skin just waiting their turn.”

When I glance up, my gaze lands on Stone first. His amber eyes zero in on the fresh mark on my neck. His nostrils flare.

His gaze shifts to mine. “You’re sure about this?”

I nod, feeling Jax’s knot begin to subside. “More sure than I’ve been about anything.”

There are resulting growls in the nest, and I realize Finn and Ren are awake, too. My gaze shifts from one to the other. Their expressions range from hunger (Stone), to cautious hope (Ren), to bright-eyed joy (Finn).

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