Johan gently thumps my back, trying to help me breathe properly again. “I think that’s enough for now, Noah,” he says, a note of dominance in his tone. “Give her a break.”
“Are you going to say that when you’re mid-orgasm and she can’t take any more?” Noah demands. “Our pet needs lessons, not coddling.”
My eyes widen. “Lessons?”
He nods. “On how to take our knots.” He sets his shirt on the table. “Come over here, and I’ll give you one before the meeting.”
Part of me wants to tell him to fuck off, irritated that he’s implying I need to betaughthow to take him.
But another part of me sees it as a dare I want to accept. If anything, just to prove him wrong.
I’ve not been with an alpha before. However, I understand the concept of it. I’ve read some books.
None of them talked about cock warming or knot warming, though.
Still, I’m an omega. I’m practically built to bring this man to his knees.
And he wants to teach me a lesson on his knot?
Maybe I can teach him a lesson instead.
In not underestimating me.
I may not be experienced. But I’m not one to back down from a challenge.
So I push back from the table and stand. “All right, Noah. You want to teach me a lesson? Then begin. I’m ready to learn.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
NOAH
Ohhhh,my little bee is practically buzzing with fury.
I fucking love it.
“You can start by crawling across the table,” I tell her, wanting to see how far I can push her before she lashes out at me.
Because the first night on the jet was fun. I loved that she attacked me even though I wasn’t the one who’d pissed her off.
It felt good putting her beneath me.
And I’ll very much enjoy doing it again now if she decides to launch herself at me like before.
She narrows her gaze, the subtle defiance in her features making my heart pound in my chest.Oh, yeah. Here we fucking go.
I’m ready.
Hands braced on the arms of my chair. Feet spread and planted on the floor, prepared to stand at any second. Cock hard. Knot pulsing. Balls full.
But rather than lash out at me or growl, she places her palms on the table, then her knee, and starts doing exactly what I asked.
Johan’s eyes instantly go to her ass, his position behind her one I almost envy. Except I have a full view of her swaying breasts beneath her sweater.
I definitely should have told her to strip first.
Laz leans back beside me, an appreciative hum forming in his chest.
“If you fuck this up for me, I will put a blade in your groin,” I warn him, my voice low.
