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Need and want that had matched even Rogue’s.
It was so different from Dan and his pack, who had never cared if I wanted it. Didn’t care if I hurt. So different from Ace, who always pressed my face into the sheets like he couldn’t bear to look at me.
His hand dropped as he adjusted my hips on the edge of the bed.
His fingers dipped into my core, and I shivered, arching toward him again. With two fingers still present, his tip nestled against me.
“Beg me,” he told me.
“Please, Daddy,” I whimpered, not even hesitating. “I want you.”
He slid in slowly, not removing his fingers, and my eyes rolled back as I felt him fill me up inch by inch.
He bowed over me, adjusting when he was fully in. I whimpered as he shifted his fingers, pumping them into the tight space a few times while I was already stretched out by his girth.
Then he withdrew them, straightening on the bed and grabbing my thighs.
He spread them, gaze fixed between my legs as he pumped into me a little. “Your sweet cunt is so pretty, taking all my punishment,” he told me, making me moan as he stretched me out on his knot just a little.
A promise.
Then he pulled out just as gently.
He fucked me like that for a while longer, gentle and passionate in a way I’d never had. Then his knot pressed against my entrance for the second time today, and I wriggled against him.
He grinned, drawing back and driving in, rocking against me until his lip caught in his teeth.
With a groan, he sank back in, knot finally stretching me out again. I took a breath, adjusting to it with a whine as he finished, and I shuddered with an orgasm that was much more soothing this time.
A comfortable and calm buzz as he locked within me.
He lowered himself, teeth grazing my nipple as he rode out the dregs of his own climax. “You’re mine, Little Doll.”
He purred as he ran his lips over my neck and jaw, so gentle and loving. I hummed, dazed and happy.
I now knew the truth.
Rogue had no problem joining a pack with Knox. It was the opposite that might be an issue—so I had to get Knox on board first.
Then I’d go for Rogue’s bite and hope Knox was desperate enough.
TWENTY-EIGHT
ROGUE
A trail of smoke plumed around me, the late morning air swallowing it easily.
I was seated on a bench on the back patio near where the sparse treeline began to stretch out into the massive backyard of the property, and at my back were the stairs down to the basement.
Enjoying the smoke was my priority, since I didn’t anticipate having much of that once Knox was done.
He wasn’t aware, but I still had access to the security feed. My phone would, however, show up as actively monitoring, so I avoided it unless I didn’t have a choice. But today I was banking on the fact that he was distracted.
At some point, I probably needed to confront exactly how much I’d enjoyed watching her with him (or replaying the security footage of him chasing her down the hallway—which was all I had access to since it seemed he’d shut off the feed to his room).
Atsomepoint.
Not today.
