“If we do this, Selene, I’m going to want to put that knot inside you,” he says in a low voice. “I’m going to knot you, and we’ll be linked.Forever.”
I stare at him. “Linked? How?”
“You’ll feel what I feel, and the same will be true for me.” He pauses. “Perhaps… that has already happened.”
I furrow my brow and scoot closer to him, listening.
“When Greld took you… I sensed your fear. Your panic. But if you don’t feel me the same way yet, then it only goes one direction.” He bites his lip. “That means the bond has only formed one way. But if I knot you tonight, that will change. You’ll be a part of me as much as I’m a part of you. We’ll be together until we die. We’ll have children together. It’ll be my knot that fills you up every night, for the rest of your life.”
He bends his neck, waiting for my judgment. It’s a lot to take in, I’ll admit. If we do this now, it will be forever.
Reaching out, I snake a hand under his chin, into his furry beard, so he’s forced to look up at me the way heonce made me do the same. I peer into his blue eyes, which hold so much fear in them.
“What if I want that?” I ask. “What if that life sounds like a good one?”
His brow creases. “Does it?”
Smiling, I stroke his beard, hoping that maybe he can sense the joy I feel at this idea. At the suggestion of a life together. The corner of his mouth rises, and I think that perhaps he does.
HAROLD
Selene wants me. She wantsme. She’s going to give that to me—the rest of her life—and willingly.
I have no choice. Naturally, the forest floor is the last place where I want to take a woman’s virginity, but we’re far from home and the scent of her in need is too much. I have to have her right now.
This time, I kick off my trousers along with my boots. Though it’s still dark, tendrils of sunrise are lighting up clouds in the sky, giving me more light to see Selene by. I pull her nightgown up to bare her pebbled nipples to the world, and my cock throbs even more insistently. I lean down to lap at her breasts, but she tangles her hand in my hair and tugs.
“I can’t wait.” Her voice cracks. “Please, Harry. Make me yours.”
I suppose I will attend to her better next time, after we’ve slaked her thirst. At least I have what’s needed now to sate her.
Glancing down, I’m awed again at the shape of the knot that’s grown at the root of my cock. All along, I never knew. But it came to life in me when I needed it most—and now I’m going to show her what I can do with it.
I understand the basics, but I don’t know how I’m going to work that bulbous thing into Selene’s small, virgin body. Omegas are designed to take a knot under the right circumstances, but how do I trigger it?
Kneeling between Selene’s legs, I run a finger down over her clit, where I tease her until she’s whining in objection, begging me to touch her elsewhere. Then I move down further to make sure she’s wet—and find her drenched in her slick. My cock pulses in my grip, ready to find its way there.
“Harry!” She places her hand over mine. “You need to do it. Now.”
I understand. Shuffling closer, I spread her legs to reveal that shining, swollen cunt, and thick, white seed drips from the slit at the tip of my cock. Now I understand—the tingles I felt whenever I scented Selene, the change in my spend. My body aches for nothing but to thrust inside her, to finally taste her and give her everything she needs.
I slip the head between her folds, then search for that tiny entrance I know is waiting. Soon, I find it, but when I push, only the very tip of my cock can slip through. Selene’s eyes widen as I apply pressure, and her mouth falls open.
“Oh, that is much bigger than your fingers,” she gasps, and I try to hold back a chuckle.
“It certainly is.”
As challenging as it is not to simply thrust in and fuckher as badly as I want to, I can’t hurt her like that. I pull back, then push in again, and just the feeling of her wet slick against my exposed skin is stretching my self-control. I apply more pressure, and Selene lets out a cry of alarm as I slip through.
Fuck, I didn’t intend to hurt her.
“I’m sorry,” I say to her, kissing her nose, her cheeks.
“Don’t be sorry.” She inhales deeply, then lets the air out, while I remain motionless. “I… needed this.”
I nod and pull back slowly, hoping not to inflame it. Then I slide in again, easier this time, and Selene’s head falls back against the tree roots. Nothing feels like her inside, warm and wet and perfectly formed around me. I’m only buried an inch deep, but already, my control is slipping.
“More,” she whispers. “Harry, I need more. Please!”
