Page 72 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

Why isn't he biting?

We've waited so long. Worked so hard to get to this moment.

I need him to make me his.

"Halley," his voice makes its way through to my pleasure-addled brain.

"Mm?" I manage in a half-exhale.

"Omega, please," he answers, his voice strained and rough, his body shaking with restraint.

I finally realize why he's lingering. He's waiting for permission.

"Yes! Oh, yes, yes, yes!" I gasp, rambling my enthusiastic consent, and I hope it's enough because I can't find better words at the moment, not with his cock pounding so deliciously into me.

Thankfully, my Prime Alpha gets it.

He leans in again, a brush of lips, and then a sharp pain bursts across my neck.

A rainbow of color explodes behind my eyes, and I cry out, sobbing as my orgasm crests and the pain morphs into pleasure.

Finally!

My back arches, hands twisting against his restraint as Knox continues to fuck me through the orgasm, his teeth still locked in place deep in my broken mating gland.

Our bond, always the weakest in my chest out of our Pack, strums to life, shoring up into a golden braid. It's not a thread capable of being cut anymore. It's unbreakable and solid.

For the first time, Knox doesn’t feel distant in my chest.

This is it.

Knox is mine.

I'm his.

The part of our Pack bond that always felt unfinished finally closes around him.

A highway of Knox's emotions opens wide, and they scream into me. I feel the toe-crinkling, mind-melting pleasure of biting his Omega and claiming her as his. It's blinding with satisfaction, and under all that pride, I feel the part of him that has wanted this for longer than he knew how to admit. He doesn’t only want my body. He wants the bond, the Pack, the forever of it.

I didn't know that it was possible to get wetter, but I feel a spurt of slick smoothing the way for Knox's cock even more.

His other hand finds its way to my head, smoothing back wispy baby hairs and the rogue strand that escaped Shade’s braid to stick to my face.

It's soft and sweet. Until it isn't.

His gentle touch switches as he fists the braid at the back of my head and wrenches it to the side for better access. He bears down on me, his teeth firmly in the meat of my mating gland, and he works his bite deeper, reaching the muscle below.

"Ah!" I scream out as pain bullies pleasure out of the way for a moment.

I hear the distant masculine shouts from around me.

"Fuck, Knox. Ease up, you're gonna bite her shoulder off," Shade's voice pierces through the ringing in my ears.

I'm jostled, Knox's teeth ripping out of my flesh as he's shoved. A feral roar bellows from our Prime Alpha, his cock still pounding into me, unable to stop fucking his Omega even as he's threatened.

There is a brief tussle as Knox growls, snaps, and snarls the other Pack members into submission.

I can barely focus on the fight. Too doped up on the rush of dopamine flooding my body from my orgasm, making me sag with floaty, serene pleasure into the soft nest.