Page 112 of Knot Happening

"Don't stop," I plead, my hands tangled in his hair, my body trembling on the edge of something overwhelming. "Please, Felix, don't stop."

"Never," he promises against my skin. "I could do this forever, watching you fall apart for me."

When he adds his fingers to the mix, when he finds that spot inside me that makes me see stars, I shatter completely. The orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave, so intense that for a moment I lose all sense of time and space. But through it all, I can feel Felix's presence in my mind growing stronger, his love and satisfaction flowing through our strengthening bond.

As I come down from the high, he kisses his way back up my body, pressing soft lips to my skin until he reaches my mouth again. When he kisses me, I can taste myself on his lips, and the intimate knowledge sends another shiver of arousal through my still-sensitive body.

"How do you feel?" he asks softly, his forehead pressed against mine.

"Like I'm floating," I admit breathlessly. "Like I might never come back down to earth."

"Good," Felix says with obvious satisfaction. "But we're not done yet."

"No?"

"No," he confirms, settling between my thighs and letting me feel the press of him against my most sensitive places. "Now I'm going to claim you properly. Now I'm going to make you mine."

The anticipation sends another wave of heat through my body, and I arch against him instinctively. "Please," I whisper. "Felix, I need you inside me. I need to feel our bond form completely."

He positions himself at my entrance, the broad head of him pressing against me, hot and demanding. "Look at me," herequests softly. "I want to see your face when I claim you. I want to watch the moment our bond locks into place."

I meet his eyes, seeing the love and desire and artistic appreciation there, and then he's pushing inside me slowly, carefully, giving my body time to adjust to his size. The stretch is perfect, overwhelming in the best way, and I can feel our bond strengthening with every inch.

"God, Belle," he groans as he seats himself fully inside me. "You feel incredible. So perfect, so tight, so completely mine."

"Yours," I agree breathlessly, my legs wrapping around his waist to pull him deeper. "Always yours, Felix."

He begins to move, slowly at first, then with increasing intensity as my body responds to his. Each thrust sends waves of sensation through my heat-sensitized system, but it's more than just physical pleasure. I can feel our bond forming more completely with every movement, Felix's love and creativity flowing through the connection like warm honey.

"I can feel you," I gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders as he finds a rhythm that drives me steadily toward madness. "In my mind, in my heart. I can feel how much you love me, how much this means to you."

"That's the bond," Felix explains, his voice rough with exertion and emotion. "We're connecting completely, Belle. Body, mind…and aeverything."

He angles his hips, finding that spot inside me that makes me see stars, and I cry out with the intensity of it. "There," I gasp. "Right there, Felix."

"I know," he says with satisfaction, maintaining that angle as he continues to move. "I can feel everything you feel now. Every spike of pleasure, every moment of need."

The thought that he can sense my pleasure through our bond sends me spiraling toward the edge faster than I expected. "Felix, I'm close."

"Let go," he encourages, one hand sliding between us to touch me where we're joined. "Come for me, Belle. Let me feel you fall apart around me."

The combination of his touch and his words and the overwhelming sensation of our bond completing sends me over the edge with a cry that mingles his name with pure pleasure. As my body clenches around him, as my orgasm triggers his own, I feel Felix begin to swell inside me, his knot forming and locking us together in the most intimate way possible.

But it's when his teeth find the other side of my throat, when he bites down with enough force to break skin and permanently mark me as his, that everything changes completely. The claiming bite sends a surge of sensation through my already overwhelmed system—part pain, part pleasure, part something deeper that speaks to my omega soul.

The bite itself is intense, his teeth sharp and claiming as they pierce my skin. I can feel the moment when he breaks through, when his mark joins Marcus's on my throat, and the sensation is indescribable. It's possession and protection and love all wrapped into one overwhelming feeling.

"Mine," Felix growls against my throat, his voice rough with possession and satisfaction. "My omega. My beautiful, perfect omega."

"Yours," I agree breathlessly, my body still shaking with the intensity of everything we've shared. "Always yours, Felix."

The marking sends waves of sensation through our completed bond, and I can feel Felix's deep satisfaction at finally being able to claim me completely. His emotions flow through love, possessiveness, creative joy, and a sense of rightness that matches my own.

We stay locked together, his knot keeping us joined while our bodies recover from the intensity of bonding. Felix holds mecarefully, stroking my hair and whispering soft words of love and devotion while I process the magnitude of what just happened.

I can feel him in my mind now, a warm presence that speaks of creativity and beauty and the kind of love that sees perfection in imperfection. The bond is different from what I have with Marcus. Marcus's connection feels like bedrock, solid and unshakeable, Felix's feels like sunrise, bright and warming and full of possibility.

"The bond," I whisper, marveling at the sensation of having him in my mind. "I can feel your emotions, your thoughts."

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