Page 145 of Knot Her Fight


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“All right,” he agrees, hushed. “We’re all going to bond with you, darling girl. Are you ready for us?”

Her head bobs again, but we all glance at Tristan for confirmation. He smiles, clearly beyond ec-fucking-static that he can hear her thoughts. “She really is.”

I’ve never seen Jonah so happy. His broad grin takes up half of his face as he tells Tris, “Ask who she wants first.”

The way she shimmies over me and flashes those blown-out green beacons my way, I have a feeling it’s me. Even before Tris tilts his chin in my direction, smiling wider. “She says, ‘the menace.’”

Shit.

Say less, baby girl.

With a low snarl, I snap her away from the others, rolling to press her under me, into all the silkiness of her purple cushions. When our eyes meet, I can’t help but smirk. “Me first, huh? You sure?”

I should have known she would shock me. She always has, right? From that very first moment. And she’s still doing it.

Because just when I think—I know—I can’t love her any more… She does something that blows my fucking mind.

With eyes so cloudy, I’m not even sure she can really see, she glances down at my chest—and lifts both of her hands. Fitting her fingers into her claw marks, the ones I branded onto my skin.

Fuck.

My heart.

I don’t know if it stops, or shatters, or burns to the ground. Maybe all three. But for the first time in my entire life, my eyes are… wet?

I feel them shining as I gaze down at her, absorbing the feel of her fingertips curling against my white ink.

“You remember me, kitten?” I rough out, dropping my face to nuzzle hers. “I know my girl is in there. I love you so goddamn much, Serena.”

So much that I’ve almost forgotten about the delicious, perfect perfume that’s practically gutting me. When a fresh burst erupts from her body, I remember.

Oh fuck.

She’s never had my knot before, but she’s about to. She needs it—and I won’t last one more motherfucking second without claiming her in every possible way.

This is still my kitten, though. So while I’m plunging my aching cock into her slick cunt, I reach down to rub at the bud pulsing at the top of her slit.

The wet squeeze of her pussy knocks the air out of my lungs. Her inner muscles have never clamped this hard, this fast. Almost like they’re sucking me in deeper. Begging for the swell of my knot.

Before she can pull me in on her own, I tilt my hips and pop into place.

Holy.

Fucking.

Shit.

An inhuman sound rips out of me as Serena strangles my cock and my knot, slick gushing around everything.

Fuck meeeeeee.

I can’t move or I’ll come. She’s too good. Everything good.

Paradise.

While my knot pumps fuller, curbing her cramps, my forehead grazes her cheeks, her chin, her shoulder. Covering her in my scent while I lick her skin, deciding where I’m going to leave my mark.

In the end, her throat is too tempting. The idea of all of us marking her there, giving her a collar of bites, makes my balls tingle.

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