Page 25 of Kept
Through the haze, something changed. A swelling at the base of Kade's cock, growing with each thrust. Catching on his rim. Stretching him further.
Eli's eyes flew wide. The knot. He'd read about it, wondered about it, touched himself thinking about it a couple of times. Knots were for mating. For bonding. For keeping mates locked together while being bred.
The swelling grew. Pressure built. His body was already stretched to its limits, and now this—this thing that would lock them together, make it so Kade couldn't pull out even if he wanted to.
Above him, Kade went rigid. Hips stuttering to a stop. Cock buried deep but knot held just outside, pressing insistently.
"I won't," Kade gritted out, jaw clenched. "Won't—fuck—knot you if you don't want it?—"
But the pain in his voice was obvious. His wolf needed this, and denying it was agony. Eli could feel Kade trembling with the effort of holding back, could feel the knot pulsing against his entrance, demanding to be let in.
The choice was his. Take the knot or don't. Become Kade's mate or just another body in his bed.
It was no choice at all.
Eli locked his legs around Kade's hips and arched up, pushing back onto that swollen base. Taking what he wanted. What they both needed.
"Eli, what are you?—"
Eli clenched deliberately, used his legs to pull Kade deeper. The werewolf's control shattered completely.
Their bodies slapped together frantically. The knot battered at his rim with each thrust, demanding entry. The pressure built beyond what seemed survivable. His body was going to break. Was going to?—
With a final snap of hips, the knot pushed past the ring of muscle and locked inside.
Eli's back bowed off the bed. A wail tore from his throat. The stretch was impossible, filling him beyond capacity. The knot pulsed inside him, swelling larger still, locking them together. Kade's cock trapped deep where it pressed relentlessly against that spot.
"Mine," Kade snarled. "Mated. Mine."
The knot changed everything. No more pulling back. No more space between them. Each tiny movement sent the swollen basegrinding against his prostate. Constant. Inescapable. Perfect torture.
Kade's hips made aborted little thrusts. The knot kept him from pulling out more than an inch, but that inch was devastating. Each shallow drive pushed against nerves already screaming from overstimulation.
Eli's hands scrabbled at Kade's back, leaving marks. His body couldn't decide whether to chase the sensation or escape it. Kade was buried to the hilt, knot stretching him wide, locked together like they'd never be separate again.
This was mating. Raw and primal. Exactly what the darkest parts of him had always craved.
"Mine, mine, fucking mine," Kade chanted with each grinding roll of his hips.
Eli felt it building—a third orgasm, impossible but inevitable. This one started deeper, at the base of his spine, spreading outward like wildfire. His body was done,had nothing left, but the knot didn't care. The knot would milk him dry anyway.
His legs shook uncontrollably, muscles cramping, but instinct kept them locked around Kade. Some ancient programming that said: take the knot, take the breeding, takeeverything.
"That's it," Kade panted against his neck. "Going to come on my knot. Just from being filled?—"
Heat spiraled through Eli’s core. His cock twitched against his stomach, aching and empty but trying anyway. His body wound tighter with each grinding thrust, each press of the knot against that spot that made him see stars.
"Please," he sobbed, not knowing what he was begging for. Release. Mercy.More.
"You can," Kade commanded, hand wrapping around his throat. Not choking, just holding. Owning. "You will. For me."
The possessive grip was the final straw. Everything crashed over Eli at once—the fullness, the pressure, the complete surrender of control?—
His orgasm hit like being struck by lightning. Back bowing nearly in half, raw scream tearing free. His cock jerked, managing pitiful spurts. But the real orgasm was deeper, his body clenching rhythmically around Kade's knot, trying to milk him, trying to pull him deeper even though deeper was impossible.
"Beautiful," Kade gasped above him. "Perfect. Mine."
The words barely registered through the white-hot pleasure. Eli’s body kept clenching, the knot ensuring every pulse translated to pressure against his prostate. The feedback loop stretched his orgasm beyond what seemed survivable.
