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His eyes are wet and slightly cloudy but firmly fixed on my face.

“You’re mine,” he whispers. “You’re really mine. I…” A sob catches in his throat, and the moment’s vulnerability has my eyes watering, too. “I don’t deserve you. This.”

And maybe he doesn’t.

I know he’s done terrible, immoral things in his time with Kieran.

But that doesn’t change the truth.

“You are mine, and I am yours,” I tell him.

Then he begins to move.

Puck’s presence is overwhelming when he’s just standing next to me, but between my legs, pumping his impossibly hard cock into me, it feels like I could burst under the pressure of his gaze. Pleasure has me turning into mush beneath him, and my brain empties of everything except the sensations that are curling inside me.

He’s surprisingly gentle despite clearly being in a rut, taking care not to jostle my bruised ribs or throat. He reaches between us to rub the pad of his thumb in circles around my clit after gathering some slick from where our bodies combine. The dual feelings are enough to have me moaning wantonly, nails digging into his back as I thrash beneath him.

“Omega,” he purrs with satisfaction, “you take me so well.” His pace begins to pick up as I grow more responsive to his touch, and I lose myself further within him.

“Alpha,” I whine, hips writhing and thrusting into his. “Please, Alpha.”

It’s not that I don’t know what I’m begging him for. It’s that all of the synapses in my brain are firing at once, and I cannot make the words come out of my mouth.

He’s fucking me near speechless.

“I got you, Queenie,” he whispers as he leans down and presses his lips to mine in our first kiss.

As our lips move against each other, our bodies in harmony as our tongues tangle, I shatter around him.

He groans into my mouth and follows me over the edge, hips stuttering but lips never stopping their gentle assault on mine. I feel his knot swell inside me and let out a cry of pain against his open mouth.

“Shh,” he soothes, stroking a hand down my side, “you’re made for me. You can do it, Queenie.”

Eventually, my body relaxes and melts into the mattress beneath me. We’re stuck together, but I quickly get used to his knot. Puck flips us, settling me on his chest as we lie locked together.

“Can you ever forgive me?” he says quietly, not making eye contact. “For all of it. The lies, the horrible things I’ve done? For not getting you out of here?”

“It’s not like you could’ve, though.” I rub my hand soothingly down his chest. “I’m stuck here.”

“I could’ve, though.” I wouldn’t have heard him if I weren’t lying on top of him. How a man so large can speak so quietly is a mystery to me. “In the beginning. I could’ve gotten you out.”

It takes a moment for the words to register with me, and when they do, I stiffen. His hands wrap tighter around me as if he’s afraid I will flee.

Lucky for him, I’m stuck here.

“What do you mean?” I say through gritted teeth. “What the fuck do you mean, Puck?”

His body flinches beneath mine, and then he takes a deep breath. “Kieran trafficked my sister. I infiltrated his organization in an attempt to rescue her. I was too late, but I’ve been slowly freeing Omegas and getting them out since.”

“How?”

“Faking their deaths sometimes, like a John killed them. With the male Omega recently, I killed all his handlers and got him out of there before Kieran even laid eyes on him and told Kieran he was a Beta with synthetic hormones.” He strokes a hand down my tense spine, but I can’t relax as I listen to him shatter the image I had of him. “Some of them, if we can manage it, ‘escape’ from Prism before they’re fully processed. We don’t know all the stops on their circuit, but we’ve found some of them and purchased a few of the Omegas. But that’s expensive.”

“We?”

“A group of us is trying to get Omegas out of bad situations. It’s headed up by a pack called Lupine.” He sighs heavily and strokes my hair, his eyes falling closed. “When you came on board, I talked to them about getting you out. But you didn’t seem to be in immediate danger, and the team thought maybe one day you’d be an asset to us and could help the mission.”

Bile rises in my throat, and I try to scramble away from the Alpha. He holds me tighter. “I know how it sounds. It’s probably worse than it sounds because I was just happy to be able to keep you in my life. I didn’t push too hard against it.”