Page 69 of Tying the Knot
“Fuck, yes,” I growl in response to her purr.
She matches my rhythm as I pound into her, and then she cries out as her orgasm rips through her body. I feel it and thrust once more before I tense and flood her body with my seed, knotting deep inside her, locking our bodies together in a brief but beautiful moment that I will treasure until the next time when I can do it properly.
“You’re gorgeous,” I murmur.
“Perfect,” she pants. “This was perfect.”
We cling to each other, our bodies a tangled mess of sweat, cum and desire. In that moment, we are connected in a way that words can never describe and lost in a blissful fog of lust and burgeoning love.
ChapterForty-Three
Morgan
I’mfree from the pain of my past, the darkness that had held me in its oppressive grip for so long that I wasn’t even aware of it until I was forced away from my pack into the cold light of day.
As I lie in Nik’s arms, barely knowing anything about him except that I belong with him, I feel the beauty of the present and the wonder of the unknown of my future. Who knows what it will bring, but I know it will be with the St. Clair pack. I can’t wait to learn about them and have them discover things about me and have themexcitedabout doing so.
I close my eyes and let the heat from Nik’s body wash over me, feeling the warmth like a balm on my soul.
“Sorry, I was in such a rush. I wanted the knot with your heat fading…”
I open my eyes and smile. The path before me sparkles with possibility. I can feel the love radiating from my heart like a beacon of hope. I have been through so much, but now I’m ready to begin again.
I breathe in the scent of the alpha I’m twined around, feeling the joy of being alive. Looking back, I had been so lonely, so isolated, but now I’m surrounded by love and life and partners who care about me.
“I’m glad you rushed. I needed you. I needed to seal our fate.”
“You are so precious,” he murmurs, kissing me behind my ear. “I can’t wait to be yours.”
“You already are,” I purr softly. “You know me. Deep down, that part of me that wants to stay hidden, you see it.”
He nods, almost too choked up to speak. “You have wrapped yourself around my heart, little one. I can’t live without you now.”
“Nor I you.”
We share a soft smile. Nik’s knot deflates, but we stay on the table, wrapped around each other.
I’m filled with the joy of this moment, of the beauty of the world around me, brought into the light by this pack.
“I want babies,” Nik suddenly blurts out, going a cute shade of pink.
“Oh?” I giggle. “How many?”
“Lots. They don’t all need to biologically be mine, but at least one that is? Is that okay with you?”
“Yes. I want lots of babies too. Ideally, I would like one with each of you. I’m not sure how we will do that, but we have time to figure it out.”
He nods. “I’m thirty-six. I’m between Kaleb and Dylan. Maybe we should do it in age order?” He scrunches up his face, seriously contemplating this plan of his.
“However you want,” I say, kissing his lips softly.
He smiles shyly. “Sorry, I’m a planner and organiser.”
“I’m not, so we will bounce nicely off each other.” I used to be. I used tohaveto be. But now, who cares? This pack doesn’t. They don’t need every minute of every day scheduled, and I don’t want to do that anymore.
“I think we bounced quite nicely off each other a few minutes ago,” he says with a smirk.
“That we did. I want to do more bouncing. You up for round two?”
