Page 181 of Unhinged Omega

And not just because of heat or necessity or any of the excuses I could hide behind before.

I want him because he's the most terrifying, beautiful, devoted creature I've ever encountered. Because he looks at me not just like I hung the moon and stars, but like Iamthe moon and stars. Because when I'm with him, I feel powerful in a way I never have before.

Because the fact that he's fucking terrifying just makes him hotter somehow.

His hand reaches the apex of my thighs, and I can't hold back the moan that escapes me as his fingers brush against my already slick folds. His touch is gentle, almost reverent, as he explores me.

"Wait," I gasp, placing my hand over his to still his movements. "Not... not yet."

Knight freezes immediately, his hand withdrawing as if burned. I catch his wrist before he can pull away completely.

"I didn't say stop," I clarify, my cheeks heating. "Just... slow down. We have time."

Relief floods his eyes, and I realize he thought I was rejecting him. The idea that this massive, terrifying alpha could be insecure about anything is almost laughable. And yet, the evidence is right there in those blue eyes that are searching mine.

"Come here," I murmur, tugging gently on his arm.

He moves closer, the mattress dipping under his weight as he shifts. I reach up, my fingers tracing the edge of his mask where it meets his jaw. He tenses but doesn't pull away.

"I won't take it off," I promise. "But I want to try something."

Slowly, giving him plenty of time to stop me, I lean forward and press my lips to the smooth silver surface of his mask, right where his mouth would be. It's cool against my lips, the metal warming quickly from my breath.

Knight goes completely still, his breathing stopping entirely. For a moment, I worry I've crossed a line.

But then he reaches up and touches the silver where I just kissed him and a shudder runs through his massive frame. The most quiet, broken growl I've ever heard escapes him.

It breaks my heart.

And seals my fate.

Chapter

Forty-Five

KNIGHT

shekissedme

kissed my mask

the metal between us

but still

she

kissed

me

cannot move

cannot breathe

cannot think

soft press of her lips against cold silver

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