Page 78 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

Then his thumb presses inside my entrance beside his cock, testing how open he’s made me.

"So loose for me, princess," he murmurs, kissing the tip of my nose with unbearable tenderness as his hips press forward again.

I cry out when the swollen base of him pushes back inside me.

He coos in sympathy, but he doesn’t stop.

Shade’s hands tighten around my wrists, grounding me through the worst of the stretch, and Knox keeps moving at a slow, ruthless pace. My body protests and welcomes him at the same time, clenching around his knot, slicking him deeper, aching every time he pulls out and sobbing with relief every time he fills me again.

Tears blur my vision until Knox’s face wavers above me, but his voice reaches me clearly.

"Your body belongs to me and our Pack," he says, low and rough. "Your heat. Your pleasure. Your relief. We decide how you take it, and you trust us to give you what you need. Do you understand, little one?"

He holds his knot at the widest point until I’m gasping for him.

"Yes," I sob. "Yes, Prime Alpha. I understand."

"Good girl."

His cock pulses inside me, and his control thins.

The lazy pace breaks. His hips drive forward with wet, filthy sounds, knot working in and out of my stretched body until I can’t hold on to any thought except him.

"Yeah, that’s it, Omega," he pants. "Take it. Take my knot."

Then he tenses.

He drives in deep, holding me open as heat spills inside me. His knot pulses against my O-spot with each spurt of seed, and my mind goes soft at the edges.

The need that has been clawing through me finally shatters.

My heat cools in one overwhelming rush, and the relief throws me straight into another orgasm. I shake beneath him, crying out as Knox holds me through it, his knot locked deep and his bond wrapped tight around me.

For the first time since my heat began, my body settles.

And Knox is still knotted inside me.

Chapter Nineteen

Blaise

Halley is a puddle of goo in the middle of the nest, panting heavily and whimpering on each exhale.

Shade lies beside her, petting her hair and whispering sweet, soothing words, mopping at her brow with a cloth.

"What in the ever-loving fuck happened here?" I mutter to myself.

Knox passes me on his way to the bathroom; he's red and sweaty and has the world's most self-satisfied grin plastered on his face.

"What did you do to her?" I ask, gesturing to the boneless Omega.

He shrugs, rubs the scar on his nose, and says suggestively, "Go find out."

I swallow as the possibilities flood through my imagination.

"Viper on watch?" he asks, nodding at the door I just came through.

"Yeah. It's all quiet out there now. Think word got around there's a naked psycho Alpha guarding the Omega in heat, and no one wants their skull beaten in," I tell him joyfully. It's nice to not be the liability for once.