My mind goes hazy with lack of oxygen, and I let my inner Omega take over. She purrs in delight, because I've done well. I've pleased my mate. All I can do is swallow and ignore the burning in my lungs. Swallow and swallow.
Black spots float in my eyes, and I reach my limit. I hit at Knox's trembling legs, making urgent sounds so he'll back off, but he doesn't budge, too engrossed in what seems like an endless climax.
Finally, he comes down from his orgasm and pulls out of my mouth.
I wrench my face to the side, coughing and gasping for air, drool and come spilling down my chin and onto my chest. I’m on my hands and knees, but I don’t remember when I fell, the rocks digging into my flesh tethering me to reality.
Knox blinks rapidly, his body trembling all over. His breathing is labored and his eyes wild.
Coming back to himself, he notices me on the ground and horror slips over his features.
"I hurt you." His voice is low and full of guilt.
My voice rasps and is hoarse when I speak. "Yeah, you did. And it felt so good."
I beam up at him.
Chapter Forty-One
Halley
Knox is sulking. There is no other way to describe it. If he had a whip, he'd be flogging himself.
'Let him work through it,'Viper murmurs to me, but it's hard to watch.
After I wiped the come off my face, I did my very best to reassure Knox. I told him that I wanted it. I pushed him to do it, asking him over and over, “Can't you see how much I enjoyed it?”
I wasn’t just willing, I was very eager. I was fully, and enthusiastically consenting when I pushed him against the truck and had my way with him.
But none of that seems to matter. He’s still quiet, his movements stiff, his expression locked in guilt.
Now we’re crammed into the truck, and I’m wedged between Viper and Blaze in the back seat.
Knox is in the driver’s seat with Shade beside him, playing navigator with the familiar tap of his fingers against his trusty tablet.
Blaze leans close, his chest pressing against my side, and nuzzles my cheek. “Sorry for cutting someone’s hand off in front of you, Sparkles.”
The way he says it, I'm not entirely convinced he's sorry at all.
“Uh huh,” I hum, noncommittal. Blaze presses his nose harder into my cheek, warm breath puffing against my skin.
“Did it scare you?” he whispers, excitement thrumming through his oversized Alpha frame.
“A bit.”
'Tell him to back off if he's bothering you,'Shade’s voice clips in my mind.
'It's okay. He’s not,’I reply. The 'yet' hangs unspoken.
"Did you want his foot instead?"
Viper shoves Blaze away with a grunt and pulls me into his side, tucking my head against his broad chest.
Blaze pouts, confusion flashing across his face. “His head, then?”
“No body parts, Blaze,” I say gently. “None at all.”
“Oh.”
