Page 81 of Ruin Me Knot
She writhes on the mattress, every muscle in her body straining for what her body calls for. Her knees splay, showing us her beautiful pussy, glistening and swollen with arousal. Her hair’s a halo of sweat-damp darkness against her flushed cheeks. Her lips are bitten raw no doubt from how hard she’s tried to hold back the sounds tearing out of her. All that restraint, all that grit, shattered by arousal so fierce it rises off her, sharp as the chemical taint that contaminates her perfume.
I quickly throw off my clothing and settle over her, my body caging hers, pinning her to the reality that I will not let her be consumed by fear or the ghosts crawling under her skin. My arms bracket her head as I ease between her splayed thighs and Gods. Fuck.Gods!
There are no words for being skin against skin with my Omega. My mate. A deep shiver thunders through me and my cock aches where it swells so hard it almost splits, testing my skin.
I trace the line of her cheekbones and bottom lip. Her tongue darts out to taste me before she sucks my fingers into her mouth. Her glazed eyes bore into me, heavy-lidded as her perfect lips close around my thumb.
She’s fucking sublime.
Every line of her is pure temptation. Even caught in torment, she’sluminous.
"Gods, Leah. Omega, look at you," I whisper, my voice sandpaper rough. "You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen."
She releases my thumb and grabs my wrists. Her nails dig into me with desperate strength as she bows her chest and crushes her breasts against me. Her thighs wrap around my hips, heels digging into my thighs, as she paints her slick over my cock. Her scent is both sweet and sour beneath the ripeness of her heat. Cold reality descends over me, because I don’t know what that means.
She’s been infected by the Mortalis Strain, and I had no idea. I’ve witnessed the worst humanity has to offer in my line of work, yet Hardwick’s cruelty still manages to shock me. I force down the instant rage because it won’t help if I’m anything less than completely focused on her.
"Need you…fuck me, Alpha, please…" Her voice cracks, impossible sweetness and agony tangled in every word.
I bury my mouth in her hair, my breath ragged against her scalp. She peers up at me, her eyes shining and reaching for me as though I’m her salvation.
"I’ve got you, Kitten," I promise, my voice a broken vow.
And I swear, I do have her. If it kills me, I’ll see her through this. I’ll worship every inch of her. I’ll burn with her. This is what I was made for. I will hold her together while I make her come apart.
I brace myself over her, one hand tangling in her sweat-soaked hair, the other anchoring her thighs wide, and press the thick head of my cock to her entrance. She’s so slick and needy that even the lightest pressure has her shuddering, her hips rolling up to chase me, greedy for every inch.
The sensation is cataclysmic. Every nerve in my body lights up as I notch against the heat of her. I push in slow, the head sliding past tight, pulsing flesh, and she keens, the sound half-pain, half-ecstasy.
The way her body draws me in, like she’s been hollowed out for me alone, is transcendent. Slick gushes around me, coating my cock, her molten warmth so intense it blurs the line between pleasure and agony. When I bottom out, hips flush to hers, her body goes taut. Her nails rake down my back, her thighs clamp around my waist.
She arches, mouth falling open as a moan bursts from her lips. "Feel you…everywhere."
Her words vibrate up my cock straight into my spine. Her channel molds to me, greedy and grasping. Her body sings for mine begging me to fill every shadow. And I want to. Gods, how I want to burn them away.
I’m lost to sensation. There’s nothing else but her heat, her slick, her hunger. My balls settle against her, the urge to knot burning at the base of my spine, but I hold back, forcing myself to be slow, to let her feel every inch of how perfectly we fit. Every movement is molten, every inch I slide in and out a feast of velvet clutch, the suction of her body like she’s swallowing me whole.
She thrashes beneath me, hips grinding up, sobbing and gasping as I fill her. My hands lock over her hips, anchoring her to me, and I lower my forehead to hers, breathing her in, letting her scent fill every hollow in my chest.
"You’re so fucking perfect, Omega." My words drag from me, half-lost to the wet slap of our bodies, the frantic noises she makes for me. Each pulse of her cunt drags me into the heart of her.
She wraps her arms around my neck, clutching at me like I’m the last solid thing in the world. She moans, a sharp, torn sound that leaves her lips like a prayer and profanity. "Don’t stop. More, please. need more, need all of you, please, Alpha…"
Her mouth falls open and her whole body goes rigid beneath me as she convulses around my cock and it’s all I can do not to lose myself completely in the way her body milks me.
The urge to bond her. Claim her. Make her all mine slams into me.
My knot swells, thick and punishing, pushing at her entrance, and then, with a desperate thrust, I breach her, sealing her to me, locking us together in a way that is both animal and sacred. The world disappears. There’s nothing but the hot, relentless grip of her cunt and the thundering echo of her climax as it rips through me, burns straight through my nerves in a volcanic surge.
She spasms around me and I lose the boundaries between her and myself. She is everything. Everywhere. Her heart echoes in mine and the visceral need to fuse us together in the ultimate way rears through me.
Venom fills my mouth. Thick and achingly sweet. It tastes of completion and forever, bonding, mind, body and soul. My canines ache to sink into her, to mark her as mine, to seal us in a way that will never, ever be undone.
The urge blinds me. Absolute, feral longing sears through every other impulse. I bend to her throat. My jaw clicks with the pressure to bite, but suddenly I’m stopped by Jax’s grip on my shoulder.
"Brother. No." He barks at me, the bite in his tone dragging me back from the edge.
She is ours, but she will decide when and how she is claimed.
