Page 20 of Knot Theirs


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“So, no time for the ladies?” She said it lightly, but it didn’t feel like a casual question.

Would she be scared away by how busy we all were? Our pack wasn’t really ready to settle down, at least not on paper. But circumstances could change. They already had. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing.

Words had never been my strength. I was all about action. Loosening my hold around her waist, I turned her on my lap so that she leaned her cheek against my chest. With one arm supporting her back, I laid my other hand on her stomach. She let out a shaky breath.

I dipped my head as she tilted her face up. Now I could see her lovely hazel eyes, the crinkle of confusion around them. I kept her pinned by my gaze, hoping she saw my meaning as much as heard it.

“I would make time for the right lady.”

Her pupils dilated, and her lips parted. I felt her warm breath on my face, only inches away. Then her arms came around my neck. She pushed her fingers into my hair, digging into my scalp.

“Kiss me,” she whispered.

My heart thundered in my chest, my mind still reeling from the direction the conversation had taken. I gripped her tighter and took a moment to breathe. Her perfume surrounded me, lavender and wild honey. I could taste it in the air.

She was burning up with need, her skin hot andflushed. My cock strained against my jeans so hard, I figured I’d have a mark from where the zipper dug in. It didn’t matter. I didn’t want to rush this.

Slowly, I lowered my face and brushed my lips against hers. Felt her softness, her plush mouth. That was all it took. The touch of our lips ignited something in my blood.

A low growl sounded in my chest as my instinct, the alpha in me, took control. I held her firmly in place, my hand behind her head, before my mouth crashed against hers.

It was a claiming. My tongue plunged between her parted lips, and every nerve in my body lit up. I groaned into her mouth, my eyes rolling back in my head.

Her scent was nothing compared to her taste. I licked inside her mouth, needing more. Devouring her like a starving man.

Tracy arched up, her body begging for my touch. She nipped at my lips with her teeth and swept her tongue inside my mouth on a moan. Her fingers curled tight, pulling at my head as if she wanted to climb up my body.

I was feral. All of my attention was focused on her mouth, the ravenous kiss. But my hands flexed where I held her, itching to take it further. I wanted to rip her clothes off and sink into her. Knot her. Bite her.

Fuck. I already wanted to bond her. Make her mine forever.

It was too soon. I knew it deep in my bones. Fighting myself, battling the overwhelming drive to mark her, I slowed it all down. Gentled the kiss.

But instead of dousing the fire, it became something new. Something more.

My thumb stroked her cheek. She traced the outline of my jaw with her fingertips. The tender, soft press of our lips, and the delicate, tentative play of our tongues went on and on. It felt like longing and…completeness. Like we’d been searching for one another our entire lives and finally found each other.

I couldn’t stop tasting her. I wanted to crawl inside her.

It was Tracy who finally broke the kiss. Who gave me a heartbreaking look of pain and confusion. Who scrambled off my lap and crawled over the ridiculous spread of mattresses. Who walked into the bedroom with the empty bunk bed frames and closed the door.

I ran a hand down my face and looked at Ben and Michael. We all spoke in unison.

“Fuck.”

13

MICHAEL

She went back into the room.

Somehow, we had really fucked that up.

It seemed like it’d been going fine. Really well. I was actually feeling pretty proud of Griff, using his words and taking care of our girl. Watching them kiss had brought out a pack instinct I didn’t know I had.

But something had gone off the rails.

I moved to get up. Tracy was hurting, and I had to go see if I could help. Ben reached for me before I could rise farther than my knees, snagging my wrist.

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