Page 51 of Knot All Is Ruined: Part 1

The Alpha froze and pulled back to see my face more clearly. “Are you telling me you’re not wearing underwear either right now?”

Pulling my lower lip between my teeth, I nodded and gave a little wiggle for shits and giggles. Sorin swore and muttered something about being the death of him under his breath. Then his hand moved from my ass to the back of my head, where he fisted my hair and held me as he feasted on my mouth. It was like kissing me was the only thing that would keep him alive, and I reveled in it. I was divided in the thought of how I’d gone so long without this feeling and glad that I’d waited for a moment that it was my choice to give this to a person I wanted to. The kiss was rough and hungry as his hand kept playing with my breasts driving my need higher and higher.

Breaking our kiss, Sorin rested his head on my shoulder breathing like he’d been running for miles. I let my hand caress the back of his neck and the smooth skin of his scalp, making him shudder. “Dani-girl, you keep touching me like that, and this will go farther than I think you’re ready for.”

“Why don’t you let me be the judge of that,” I countered, leaning in to nip at the tip of his ear.

With a growl, Sorin had me on my back with him looming over me, eyes burning with hunger. “You’re playing with fire, Dani-girl.”

“Haven’t you figured out yet that I’m not very good at following the rules? My teachers used to say I had a problem with authority,” I teased.

He reached up and caressed my face letting his hand drift down to my neck where he gripped it firmly, but I wasn’t worried he would harm me. “We’ll have to work on that, won’t we? What if I told you that good little Omegas get rewards? Does that make you feel more inclined to listen?”

“Depends on what the reward is…” I challenged him.

He smirked and leaned in brushing our noses along each other in a sweet and surprisingly intimate caress. “I guess you’re just going to have to be good and find out for yourself.” He punctuated his words with a quick kiss before sitting up.

This had me instantly pouting that he wasn’t going to do more. I wanted to strip him and explore every inch of his body as he did the same for me. Craving the feeling you could only get from skin-to-skin contact. My body was revved up and ready to go, slick weeping out of me until it soaked into my pants. I’m sure he could scent it, but the black was awfully handy at disguising the dampness.

“I came to check on you and let you know we were heading down to dinner,” Sorin informed me. “Only when I tried to wake you it seemed to send you into a panic attack which is when you stopped breathing. Does that happen to you often?”

Well, that topic change was a major buzz kill.

Sighing, I brushed my hands over my face as I sat up against the headboard. “I do get nightmares, but I haven’t had bad ones in a long time. I’m finding that sleeping alone is part of the problem. Lucian only had one bed in his home, so we shared it. Then when he was gone on missions, I would stay with the woman who ran the breeding house. We didn’t share a bed, but she was in the same room with me. Now that I’ve been here alone in the Med Center it’s gotten much worse.”

Nodding more to himself, he stood and reached out a hand to me. “Then it’s a good thing you’re going to have a roommate again. Come on, you need to change your pants, put on some goddamn underwear, and we’ll head down for dinner.”

“That bit of information making it hard for you to not be… hard?” I goaded, letting him pull me to my feet.

He switched his grip on my wrist and pulled me right up against his body as his other hand slipped around the back of my neck. “Trust me when I tell you that if the others catch a whiff of your scent right now, it will throw the whole unit into rut. It’s a damn miracle that I managed to keep my head with your begging pussy rubbing on me with the knowledge there was one layer of fabric keeping me from eating you for dinner instead.”

The heat in those words and the grip on my neck had me shivering with anticipation. “If you’re trying to calm me down, saying shit like that isn’t helping.”

“You’re not the only one who can be trouble, Dani-girl. Now go clean yourself up,” Sorin ordered a command covering his words, but the full force of his bark wasn’t behind it. More like a warning that he would use it if I didn’t behave.

Grabbing my duffle that I hadn’t unpacked yet, I headed for the bathroom, shut the door, and locked it. Dropping my bag, I walked to the sink and turned it on, splashing water on my face to cool my body down. Holy hell, what had gotten into me? Drying off with a hand towel I’d found on the top of a fresh set that had been placed on the toilet for me, I assumed. Stripping off my pants, I paused when feeling the slick on my legs, echoing the ache of my pussy from being teased and left wanting. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I saw how swollen my lips were from Sorin’s kisses and enjoyed the look it gave me. It added a flush to my cheeks and brightness to my eyes I hadn’t seen in a long time.

Leaning back against the wall, I spread my legs a little wider and slipped my finger inside letting my palm rub against my clit. Biting back a groan, I tossed my head back and arched into the touch. Fuck, I was beyond horny right now, but helping myself out would take the edge off it— or so I hoped. My fingers moved easily with how wet I was, pumping in and out, hitting that one spot at the right angle causing my climax to roar up on me. I didn’t have time for a long self-care session, but, holy fuck, I wasn’t sure one orgasm would be enough. When it slammed into me, my legs almost gave out. They were shaking like a leaf struggling to hold onto the branch as I milked every second of the euphoric feeling. My whole body tingled as I panted to keep my whimpers silent as I kneaded my breast, trying to ease the desperate feeling for them to be plucked and sucked.

As the high started to fade, the door to the bathroom burst open and Sorin was charging for me. Grabbing my hips, he lifted me until my pussy was right at face level, legs over his shoulders, and back pinned to the bathroom wall. There were no words, no communication of any kind, before he buried his face in my pussy and speared me with his tongue. The shriek that burst from me was all he needed to hear as he adjusted his grip to cup my ass so he could get deeper. The feel of his teeth gently scraping over my clit had my eyes rolling back in my head. Desperate, my hands sought out something to hold onto as my body exploded into another orgasm. Finally, I found purchase on his sleeves, clinging to him as he lapped up the slick he’d encouraged to pour out of me.

It was clear he wasn’t done as he continued to suck, lick, and nip at my pussy. He was determined to get everything he could out of me. A hand shifted under me as a finger gathered up some slick and started to massage it into my ass. That was an area that hadn’t been broached, but the feel of his touch had me relaxing into it instead of voicing my concerns. With a harsh suck on my clit he pressed the tip of his finger in, just past the tight ring of my entrance.

The barrage of sensation had my body bucking, and a scream tore out of my throat. “Fuck yes.”

Sorin started to purr causing his whole body to vibrate, including his tongue, which he thrust inside me. As his tongue worked my pussy, his finger slowly made shallow thrusts opposite his efforts upfront. Just when I didn’t think my body could handle any more, he worked in a second finger, pushing me right off the cliff he’d left me teetering on. The orgasm that imploded within me had me going rigid as I exploded not only internally but externally as well. To my horror, I thought I was peeing myself, however, Sorin didn’t react other than to latch on gulping down whatever was happening down there.

Slowly he licked me clean as my body twitched and convulsed at the lightest touch. Never in my life had I felt as spent as I had right now. My whole body was a puddle of jello, unable to control any of my limbs if I wanted to. Sorin slowly lowered me until I could flop my arms around his neck and rest my head against his. The purring never stopped as he cradled me in his arms and held me for a moment before heading back out to the bedroom. Victor was leaning against the wall near the door to the bedroom, a grin plastered on his face. I was too high off my orgasms to care that he’d undoubtedly heard what just happened and the fact I didn’t have any pants on.

Sorin set me down on his bed, kissed my forehead, and headed back to the bathroom. He returned with my bag and two towels. In an act sweeter than any I’d experienced before, he took a wet towel and cleaned me up, then dried me off and slipped on my underwear. Lifting my hips to help him once I realized what he was doing got me a soft kiss on my stomach before he did the same with my pants. Tears welled up in my eyes. No matter how hard I tried to prevent those damn things from escaping, I could feel them rolling down my cheeks. Throwing an arm over my face, I attempted to hide them, although I should have known better.

A hand gently tugged my arm away, but instead of it being Sorin, Victor’s face appeared before me. “Little Spark, you tell me right now. Did Sorin force you into doing something you didn’t want to?” The anger coating his words made me sit up, realizing what he must be assuming.

“No,” I blurted, my voice raw and rough. “It wasn’t like that at all.”

Brushing a hand along my cheek, he caught a tear that slipped out. “Then you shouldn’t be crying. It’s okay to tell me the truth, Danella. It doesn't matter who they are, what rank they have, or what role their fathers have in our world. No one,” Victor bit out, grabbing my jaw and forcing me to look him in the eyes. “I mean, not one goddamn human, is allowed to take advantage of you after I’ve given you my protection.”

This just had the tears coming faster as I reached out my arms to him. Surprised, he hesitated a moment before I clung to him and sobbed into his neck. His arms wrapped around me like a vice as he picked me up and carried me somewhere where he chose to sit and hold me as tightly as he could without cutting off my ability to breathe. The purr that started deep in his chest was rough, like an engine sitting idle for too long. It had a few false starts, but once it got warmed up, it was so strong I could feel it in my bones.