Page 63 of Knot Her Shot


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“You can touch it.”

“Are you—are you sure?” I ask, and instantly feel like an idiot.

Cassian’s chocolate-hazelnut goodness gets deeper. His thumb caresses my lower lip before he offers another of this short-lived-but-beatific smiles. “Very sure.”

I wrap all of my fingers around him, stretching to fit his girth. A rumbling growl layers over his purr while he watches me glide light touches up the length. I feel him pulse against my palm, the wide crown already weeping.

Curiosity gets the better of me. I bend forward, dipping to kiss it and coming away with his essence on my lips. Cassian’s deep, shredded groan shudders through me the same second his taste hits my tongue. A desperate whine slips out as I stroke him harder, hoping to lure out more of his salty, dark chocolate pre-cum.

His hand closes over mine, slowing me. In a blink, he has our bodies repositioned, my slick, empty center clenching just inches above the hard throb of his cock.

He spreads his legs, hooking my knees around them to spread me wide, too. His thighs feel as thick as tree trunks and every bit as solid as the steely length I just tasted.

My hands go to his wide, muscled shoulders. He’s solid, covered in warm, perfectly tan skin. The tendons in his neck strain under my touch, his strength unyielding while he stares back at me and clenches his jaw.

“I want to feel you,” he rasps, pupils blowing wide. “You’ll take it. And use it however you want. Get yourself off on my knot. Rub your sweet little pussy all over me.”

He may not be experienced, but Cassian is a true alpha. He already has me in his thrall—pumping out solid, soothing certainty as he continues to hold my gaze.

“Relax, omega,” he says. “Don’t think about it. Just do what feels good. Can you do that for me?”

Right now, I feel like I could do anything for him. Happily.

“Yes, Alpha.”

He lets his head fall back on a groan. “My perfect fucking girl,” he rasps. “Always my girl.”

His bare cock pulses when I press down onto it. The feel of our bodies colliding, the slick friction between us, is delicious. His biceps flex as he manhandles my thighs, easily picking up my rhythm and holding my entire weight.

My clawed hands go to his shoulders, blunt, pink nails tearing into his skin. He looses another growl, flexing a wave of alpha power that hits me square in the chest. When the rolling motion of my body stutters, he cups one hand around my nape and looks right into my eyes.

“Mine,” he growls. “And you’re going to come on this dick.”

He’s right, I am.

When he puts a hand on my waist and guides me all the way down, along the underside of his soaked cock, and rubs my clit against the thick swell of his knot, everything flashes white. A shriek sails out of me while my core pulses, pleasure coursing through every nerve.

Cassian starts purring before my cheek even lands on his chest. Beneath me, his entire body is as hard as a rock, the muscles tense and trembling. But he holds me so carefully, tucking his face into my hair and breathing hard.

“Remi… do that again.”

I giggle softly. “I don’t know if I can.”

His huffed laugh quivers. “You want to stop?”

We’re still on the floor of his closet, but he doesn’t seem to mind. I do my best not to shift around on top of him too much as I lean back, finding his heated gaze. “What do you want to do?” I coax, reaching over to smooth my palm over his stubbled cheek.

His ferocious features melt slightly. “I was going to suggest we?—”

He doesn’t say it. Instead, his eyes drop to my lips. Two green lasers trace the over-bitten curves.

And I realize: he wants to kiss me. He wants to keep going. This big, grumpy mountain of muscles and menace wants me, but he doesn’t know how to ask.

My heart cramps as a true grin stretches over my face for the first time all day. “Alpha,” I whisper, shuffling closer, pressing my hips to his. “Did you want something?”

I should have known better than to poke the bear.

He makes a deep sound that shoots straight to my core, strumming at the throb between my legs and turning my nipples to stiff points. Fire flares in his irises as he snaps his arms closed and growls, “I want everything.”

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