Page 154 of Knot Her Goal


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I can soar, because I’ll always know the way home.

To him.

Overwhelmed by the soft rush of reverence flowing between us, I cry in earnest, tears streaking down my face while Archer tends to his mark. Euphoria glows through my body, sending it into another peak. My quiet alpha groans low as I come around him, setting off another pulse from his knot.

I hold his eyes while I tilt my head and fit my lips against the hand still holding mine. It’s the perfect place to claim. How many times has he reached for me with this hand? Offering me comfort, support. And that special sort of understanding that only he possesses.

Our bond snaps into place as I pierce him. Archer comes one last time and growls, the sound fierce with feeling. It rolls into a deep purr, leaving me boneless as he takes my mouth with a worshipful kiss.

A deep river of love flows between us. Steady and refreshing. I feel his awe and gratitude, echoing my own.

By the time we break apart, he and I aren’t the only ones with wet eyes. Theo sniffs openly while Ronan clears his throat. His muted thump of embarrassment makes Archer and I both smile.

My dark-eyed alpha takes my head between his hands one last time as his body slips out of mine. He traces my face as if memorizing it.

“Thank you,” he tells me, sincerity ringing through the bond. “You’ve given me everything. I’m the luckiest alpha in the world.”

Selfless to the last, Archer gives my hand one final kiss and moves aside, taking the spot beside Ronan. They sit shoulder-to-shoulder. I can feel them communicating through their new bond, and I smile.

They’ve been in a pack for fifteen years, and now they’re finally bound. I did that. Three glittering strings spark in my center, responding to my pride with approval, arousal, and impatience.

That last one is Theo. He’s practically bouncing in place, giddy about the final alpha who will complete our pack.

I turn to Declan. He’s been uncharacteristically quiet this whole time. Unnervingly so.

Over the last few days, there was rarely a configuration he didn’t partake in.

After Ronan, he was the second-most-likely to direct the others, coming up with arrangements I never could have dreamed of. And he had absolutely zero qualms about getting his packmates off when I couldn’t manage another cock.

Our gazes lock across the nest. Turbulent emotions fly across his gorgeous face, drawing me over to him.

I watch as he tries to play off his uncertainty, forcing a cocky half-smirk that doesn’t touch his blue eyes. “You made me wait on purpose, didn’t you, princess?”

I know I did, but I’m not sure why until he says it out loud. Bolstered by the clarity of taking three bonds, the first coherent thought I’ve had in days fights its way to my mouth.

“I wanted you to know that it’s not just me choosing you,” I whisper, tracing my fingers along his cheek and nodding over my shoulder. “It’s all of us, Declan. We all belong together.”

Absolute silence swells for half a second.

And then he’s on me.

Declan grips the nape of my neck with one hand and palms my ass with the other, sweeping me into his hard body. He spanks me hard, yanking on my hair while he takes my mouth in a bruising kiss.

“Perfect. Fucking. Girl,” he grinds out, landing a slap to my backside with each word. Dominance and lust roll off him in waves, making my pussy clench with want.

My back bows while I moan. He cups me roughly, the motion possessive. Two calloused fingers spear into me, pumping.

God, his hands. They’re so strong. As I cling to his broad shoulders, he kneads my ass and rubs his thumb over my clit, working it until I’m tugging on his cock, begging for his knot.

He finally grabs me, kissing me hard one last time. The motion of his lips against mine grows desperate and sloppy. Pain creases his eyes.

“I love you,” he pants, chest rattling with a ragged purr. “Tell me you know that.”

He wants me to believe him. Now. Before. It’s important to him that I take him at his word, even though I’ll be able to feel his emotions for myself in a moment.

I nod, fresh tears streaking from my eyes. “Yes,” I whisper. “I know that.”

He snaps his eyes shut and exhales hard. When they open again, the blue blazes with want.

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