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He slows his rocking thrusts down and looks at me.

“Are you ready?” he asks.

“Ready?” I ask.

“For my knot,” he reminds me.

Oh, God. This is all just him, and he’s incredible.

“I don’t think I need it,” I admit, though it makes me a little jealous to think his cock has a feature I’m not going to get to experience. He’s my mate, and I want all of him. Every last swollen inch.

He groans softly. “I think maybe you do.”

The sensation of his cock swelling up inside me is like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

He fills me up until I’m pushed over the edge, until I’m coming so hard around his knot that the room feels like it’s swirling around us. The blissful after-glow makes me feel like I’m floating. It’s intense and disorientating, and I want more. So damn much more.

“You’re so beautiful,” E.A. tells me, as he thrusts into me with that huge fucking knotted cock.

I reach out and stroke his chest, enjoying every moment as another climax starts to build inside me.

He reaches his first climax before I hit my second, or third, I guess, if you count the way he made me come with his mouth. That should definitely be counted.

He gasps as he thrusts harder, coming deep inside me.

I come around his cock again, and this time, I really do pass out.

Damn it.

Chapter Seventy-One

E.A.

When Leanne’s tight pussy squeezes around my swollen cock for the second time, I start to come again, and it feels like I might never stop. I wince as every last drop of cum is wrung out of my cock by Leanne’s insistent clamping. Then, her eyes close and her arms fall down by her sides.

My knot deflates rapidly as panic replaces pleasure, and I check my mate’s vitals.

She’s breathing, her heart’s beating.

Relax. She passed out. It happens.

It does, though it’s usually an Omega response to too much stimulation.

I guess she was experiencing something that’s typically meant for an Omega.

Probably not a smart idea to try that, although, she’s the one who asked for it.

Not out loud. Her body asked, and my body responded.

I had zero control over the swelling. I knotted because she wanted it.

Getting up, I go into the tiny bathroom and get two towels. One that I get wet with warm water, and the other dry.

I clean her up gently, not waking her. I check her bandage, find it clean and leave it in place.

When that’s done, I get back into bed beside her and cover us with her sheets.

As tempting as it is to wake her to check she’s okay, I know if she passed out, she needs the rest.

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