Page 175 of Shear Instinct


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“I thought you... wanted me to… pick things,” she pants, grinding her ass back against my aching erection.

“I didn’t say stop.” I sink a third finger inside so fucking easily. God, she’s soaked. Ready for a knotagain. “I want ten more things.”

“Ten?!” she gasps.

“Yes. Then I’ll give you my knot...” I nip her throat.

She groans, then suddenly stills. My fingers are pulled inside by a spasm of muscle, deeper, held tight as her walls pulse and pulse.

“Fuck... Sylvan... I...” She moans, trembling… coming.

Another orgasm.

“Did you just come, Revea?” I know she did, but asking makes her whimper.

My cock leaks.

“Was it this?” I pulse my fingers, still inside. She’s so sensitive she tries to squirm, but I hold her steady. “Or this.” I run my teeth over her neck.

Her walls clench, and she whines, pushing back into me.

The biting. That’s what triggered it.

“Did you come thinking about my bite, omega?” She doesn’t answer, so I start brushing over her throbbing clit with my thumb. “Answer me.”

“Yes, alpha,” she cries.

Fuck.

Fuck.

This is dangerous.

Talking about bites with my knot ready to slip inside.

Bites are… they’re permanent. That’s bonding.

And now that’s in my head.

All I want is to knot and rut andbite...

“Kaiden, I need you.”

As soon as I’ve said it, I’m pulling down my pants and sitting her back down, my cock up between her thighs, knot big enough to brush her clit when I grind her against it.

She’s staring down, watching as I rock her against me, whimpering.

“Ten things, omega,” I remind her, voice strained.

“Shit,” she hisses. Fingers flying. I don’t care what she adds, and I don’t think she does, because it’s only a few seconds of grinding before she gasps out, “Done.”

I lift her, placing her stomach down with her breasts against the arm of the sofa, her fingers curling into it.

I pull her up by her hips, and in one thrust, my cock is fully seated inside her tight heat.

“Fuck.Shit...”I clench my jaw. My knot’s already edging in. How is that possible? She’s already had two this morning. “My knot… You’re already… Fuck.”

She whimpers at my words, pushing back into me.