Page 121 of Knot Her Fight


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Soothing her. Loving her. Caressing down the beautiful line of her spine. Over to the side of her hip, the small of her back.

“Mine,” I say.

We say.

Her dark eyes glitter with approval and tenderness. “Yours, Alpha,” she breathes, pressing back slightly, her body begging along with her mouth. “Please.”

Yes.

The thought belongs to both parts of me—enemies who finally agree on something.

One thing. This.

I knot her deeper, shoving the last bit of myself into her glorious heat, groaning when her inner muscles tug at the thick swell expanding inside of her.

I pump my hips harder, and Serena shrieks again. The sound echoes through my office, blending with the patter of rain. Fitting, since my scent has swelled to fill the room like a thundercloud all its own.

Knowing we don’t have much time before we’re sealed together, I rut her faster and reach back down to stroke her clit. It beats between my fingertips as I rub her in firm circles, snarling when her pussy clamps around everything I have.

“Spen-cer!” she cries, kneading my knot and drawing my cock as deep it will go. “Alpha! I—I?—”

“Come,” I command. “Come on my knot.”

Her body obeys, slick heat caving around my cock in fierce spasms. I loose a shout of my own, bending over and sinking my teeth into the blank stretch of her shoulder, jaw shaking while I barely manage not to break her skin.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I’ve never come so hard or so long. My release blasts her cunt, filling her depths until she’s squelching. Squirming. Whimpering my name. Flooded with my scent.

Mine.

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Mine.

The thought lights up every receptor in my brain as I snuggle into Serena’s back. She’s standing at the kitchen counter beside our sink, humming while she moves a succulent into a new container.

I squeeze my arms around her, wincing when I recall the way I snatched her up during my rut. My lips skim her shoulder in silent apology.

We’re starting to have moments when it feels like we’re already bonded. As I nuzzle her skin, she fits herself more firmly against me, turning to catch my lips with a reassuring sound.

Mm. Practice was endless today and having her in my arms feels like heaven.

I don’t even have to worry about sharing her with Avery and his grabby paws—he’s entered the really intense part of his training for the fight next week. It will be hours before he comes crawling in here, but I’ll leave dinner in the fridge for him and a place in our omega’s bed, too.

Can’t guarantee either of us will have our clothes on, but…

Behind us, I hear the Thorne brothers coming, each from their own sides of the house. This time, though, Spencer sounds focused, and Tris is dragging.

As Spence walks into the room, his dark eyes are focused and intent. And he’s?—

Smiling.

“Ah,” he says, ignoring me as he comes straight to Serena.

The fact that he doesn’t bitch about the newspapers spread over the counter or the small black pots full of soil is a miracle. Let alone the fact that he glances over at Serena’s dirty, working hands with pride. He presses right past me, brushing my arm like it’s not even there.

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