Page 79 of Bonds of Fate

When he’s fully seated, he pulls out and slams back in, and his omega shouts. “Again!”

His wolf wants to fuck hard, but Jamie has him in hand again, and now that he knows his omega’s sneaky tricks, he won’t be surprised. He sets a trance-like rhythm that stretches the pleasure out, broken only by the moans and begging from his mate.

It’s a pleasure that burns. Burns away anything else but the man beneath him—his beloved.

“Jamie. Jamie. So good, god. Please make me come. Please.” The plea is hoarse, and Jamie comes back from that pleasure place, hears the wet squelch, and realizes his omega’s slick is soaking the bed beneath them.

Struck by his beauty everywhere, Jamie leans forward to lick a stripe up his smooth back—sweat and vanilla heavy on his tongue. Nix’s head is turned to the side, his fingers jammed in his mouth, doing nothing to quiet his moans.

Jamie wants to do this forever. “Don’t. Want. To. Stop.” He punctuates each word with a thrust, but in the next gasp, he stills.

Jamie has a millisecond to think before his mate growls, “Come on, Daddy, put a baby in me. Want it. Wanna be round and full of you.”

It’s filthy, and Jamie could hear it every damn day for the rest of his fucking life.

With a roar, Jamie begins a punishing rhythm, lifting his mate’s hips and pulling them back into his thrusts. It’s only seconds before his omega is shouting his name and shaking apart in his hands, untouched.

His wolf sees the wrongness of his mate’s bare throat and pulls him up so he can feel his back against his chest and his hips in his lap, forcing his fully inflated knot further up against Nix’s tight rim.

Jamie stops fighting his enigma’s urgency and tilts his mate’s head farther to the side with a hand tight in his soft hair—his only thoughts about claiming their mate. When he buries his fangs where his omega’s vanilla scent is strongest, it’s the scent of home and love and forever.

With blood in his mouth and an overwhelming love in his heart, he throws himself after him, coming and finally pushing his knot past Nix’s rim.

Nix convulses, crying out again, only to shake apart a second time. “J-Jamie.”

The bond slams home, and Jamie swears a bright, white light shoots out of his chest and straight into Nix, turning his omega’s moans into a piercing shriek. When the sound and light fade,Jamie lets them fall to their sides so he can spoon up behind his beloved as they tremble.

He hums a tune—even though he hasn’t heard it before—making his mate shudder and clench down on his knot, forcing Jamie to grunt through his second orgasm.

“So good for me, baby. So good. Ours now. Love you.”

Jamie closes his eyes, pushing his nose into Nix’s sweaty hair. He’s got his slender upper leg propped up high in the crook of his elbow so he can reach under and press his hand firmly into that bulging belly.

His enigma wolf is convinced that they’ve actually managed to put a baby in there. He’s also enjoying the feeling of connection circling from his chest to Nix’s in a never-ending infinity of white light.

Pride and contentment, thy name is Jamie.

“Jamie.”

“Hm.”

“James.”

“Hm.”

“James!” This one is accompanied by an incrediblyfirmclench on his still rock-hard dick and inflated knot.

“Fuck, Jesus. Yes, baby. What?”

“What. In. The. Fuck. Is. This?” Another clench.

“Uh…my knot, you mean?” His mate is clenching in tiny, rhythmic pulses, and it shoots sparks of pleasure everywhere, making it hard to focus.

“Your what?”

“My knot. Uh, didn’t you see Grayson’s? I thought you…”

“Oh. It’s the thicker part at the bottom of your dick, right?” He clenches down hard two or three times experimentally. “I don’t remember his being quite so big. But maybe that’s because it’s in my ass, ya know?”

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