Page 113 of Rest In Knotty Pieces

His cock twitches inside, his fingers dig into my hips, but I rise, refusing to allow him to stop me.

This is about me. Taking agency, taking something for myself.

I am Merle, and this alpha is mine.

I sink back down until he’s buried so deep that I feel like I’m being stretched in half.

“Merle, Merle.”

Yes, my name. Me. When he looks at me, I don’t see the killer I know he is. I see my alpha. My King.

He’s fighting to stay pliant, to not move, and it’s adorable.

I lean down and press my lips chastely to his.

His eyes snap open, the pupils have expanded. I can see the question in his eyes, the plea. I smile and nod my head slightly.

He groans in relief, and with one powerful movement, he flips us, pinning me to the bed. One hand strokes down my side, grabbing my thigh and dragging it up around his hip, while the other gathers my wrists above my head and pins them there.

He withdraws from me, leaving me achingly empty, then presses back in. I tighten around him, using my thighs and hips to meet his push.

He hisses in my ear, then kisses his way down my face to my neck.

Our movements are perfectly in sync; I don’t know where I end and he begins. I just know it feels good, and I don’t want it to stop.

He takes his time, slowly, working me up until I’m clawing at his back, moaning and hissing.

Only then does he pin my hips to the bed and grind against me harder. I look up at him, watching in wonder as his tendons stretch, as he grits his teeth, tilting his head back. He looks powerful and in so much pleasure that he’s in pain.

And he’s mine.

His knot suddenly pushes into me, and the momentary peace I had while I was staring at him and falling into my feelings is torn away. My body detonates, the climax rushing through me like a flash fire, burning out my nerve endings. I clingto him and the bed, trembling, my body contracting around him. He growls and snarls, biting his lip hard enough that blood runs down his chin.

He looks utterly feral.

Like a god.

Like my alpha.

One worthy of us.

I reach up, cupping his neck, dragging him down to me, fusing our lips together. I’m going to keep this moment, but it’s time the others met our future.

Faced what our forever is going to look at.

He pants into my neck; I stroke his trembling body.

I love him.

So, we’re all just going to have to learn to get along.

Jay

Iopen my eyes and find to my absolute horror that I’m lying curled up on an alpha with my face practically in his armpit and with my tongue out to boot. Is that a…my eyes widen, and I yank myself off King’s knot. I gag and wrench backwards, feeling like I need to scream and shower with boiling water.

“Oh, hell no!” I howl.

I roll out of bed and look down at myself, grimacing in distaste.What fresh hell is this bullshit?