Page 28 of Accidentally Wedded To A Werewolf

“Whassapan,” he mumbled against her shoulder.

“Mrgh,” Luna replied, muffled against the pillow. She was underneath him, her back pressed into his front. “Gedoff.”

He lifted himself on wobbly elbows. He felt strange. The bond was still there, a warm glow in his chest. But it was tamer now—sated—no emotions leaking through. His cock was soft inside of Luna, except there was a strange throb at the base of his cock. It felt tight. Swollen. Almost like…

He froze. It couldn’t be.

“Um,” Luna said. She squirmed, and the movement made his mostly soft cock twitch inside of her. “What’s happening? Are you hard again?”

“No,” Oliver said, hushed. “It’s… a side effect.”

Luna frowned. “Of the bond?”

“I guess.” Oliver waited, hoping against hope that it would go back down.

Luna squirmed again.

Oliver winced. “Just a second! It’ll go away.”

“Seriously,” Luna said, still moving against the mattress. “It feels like… I don’t know what it feels like. Did you getbigger?”

“I really didn’t mean to,” Oliver managed.

Luna tried to push herself up, gasping in pain when the giant bulb at the base of his cock stayed inside of her. She fell back against the bed. “Oliver! What iswithyour dick?”

“It’s a knot,” he said miserably. “It’s… locking us together. For, you know.”

Luna froze. “That condom will hold, right?”

“It’s reinforced,” he said. “Built for any sized knot.”

“Thank god for werewolf-enforced condoms,” Luna muttered.

He dropped his head into the pillow above her, mortified. He wasknottingher. What kind of stupid werewolf biology was at work inside him? Did it sense a bond and think “alright, time to go”? Knotting was supposed to be something impossibly intimate. Some werewolvesneverknotted. And here he was, knotting a woman he’d literally run away from an hour ago. It didn’t matter how gorgeous she was, or how her dimple made him want to pin her to the wall and scent her until she was covered in him. He didn’tknowher. She shouldn’t be stuck under him, unable to move while they waited for his knot to go down.

“Fuck,” he spat, cheeks burning. “I’m sorry. This has never happened before. It’s not supposed to happen like this.”

Luna chuckled. “Bet you say that to all the girls you knot.”

“There are no other girls! This isn’t—” He shuddered as his knot throbbed deep inside of her. “Shit.”

Luna twisted toward him. He avoided her gaze, but they were stuck so close together. It was impossible not to see her small smile.

“Oliver,” she said. “It’sfine. Stop freaking out.”

“I’m not freaking out,” he snapped. He clenched his jaw. “Does it hurt?”

“No.” Luna swiveled her hips experimentally.

He gasped, another wave of unbearable pleasure rolling through him. “Stopmoving.”

Luna stilled. But not for long.

Oliver frowned as she pushed at him. “What?”

“Roll over.”

Oliver glared at her.

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