Page 29 of Knot Now Knot Ever

“Petal, I need you to take a deep breath for me,” Eli instructed, his tone edged with an Alpha command that had me instantly doing as he ordered. “Good girl, now keep taking those breaths until I come get you.”

“You’re here?” I asked, although it sounded more like pleading.

“I’m walking up to the elevator now, but I don’t hear you doing as I asked,” Eli warned, the soft ding of the elevator doors opening in the background.

Closing my eyes, I focused on how my lungs felt as I drew in all the air they could hold and let it all out again. I was fine—Eli was coming. This wasn’t a problem I had to face alone—I had support. These things my mind is telling me to worry about are intrusive thoughts and not facts. With each breath, I tried to tell myself something true and tangible to hold on to. I was the only person who could give more power to the panic fighting to take root.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t hear Eli enter my apartment. It wasn’t until I was wrapped in his arms and my cheek rested on his chest, breathing in his intoxicated scent, that my body relaxed and molded itself against him, utterly happy for him to take charge of the situation. Until I started experiencing moments like this I didn’t realized how much work it took to handle everything on my own. Even when I was with my previous pack, I hadn’t let them truly take care of me. Our money was separate—I paid my portion of the bills and even bought my own groceries if I wanted something specific. It was easy to see now we’d only been pretending to play pack than actually being one.

“Everything is going to be fine, my precious petal,” Eli murmured, kissing the top of my head. “I’m sure this is a formality due to the unique situation. Either way, I’m going with you to that meeting. Just to be on the safe side, I’ll make sure we bring Jonathan, my friend and lawyer, with us.”

Reassured, I snuggled deeper into his hold, soaking in the warmth and security he offered so freely. It was becoming harder and harder to leave him at the end of the day. Last night, I struggled to fall asleep as my body ached for the need to be near Eli. Since learning about the backlash that could happen if an Omega rejected their matched Alpha, I started looking into the matter. I was reaching the point where I truly wouldn’t be able to be away from one of my Alphas for very long. Things were progressing faster with Eli due to us working together.

Eli’s hands slid down until they cupped my ass, causing my eyes to snap open in surprise. While we’d had more than one hot and heavy make-out session where I seemed to be the only one getting a happy ending, Eli typically didn’t initiate—that was all me. Using his hold, he easily hoisted me up like a child asking to be held. Instinctively, my arms and legs wrapped around him as he clasped his hands under my ass, holding me securely. We were now face-to-face, so I did the only logical thing to do in this situation and kissed him. He eagerly reciprocated, deepening the kiss until I moaned, digging my fingers into the back of his neck, fearing he might pull away.

Time stopped, and all I was aware of was how badly I wanted this man. My need and our growing attachment were fraying the little control I still managed to hold on to. Images of Eli laying me out on my kitchen counter as he shoved up my dress and feasted on my pussy nearly had me climaxing on the spot. The amount of time I’ve spent trying to imagine what it would feel like to have his knot buried deep inside me was obscene. But honestly, how hard would it be for him to shove my skirt out of the way and slide my underwear over so he could fill me with his cock?

“I know something that will make me feel better,” I whispered as I rolled my hips to grind my pussy against him. “Please, Alpha, I’m not sure how much longer I can wait.”

Eli groaned and dropped his head on my shoulder. “Just a little longer, my petal. I promise the moment I get the notice my courting leave has been approved, you and I will spend all day in bed.” He leveled his icy-blue gaze at me, revealing the primal need he’d been hiding all this time. “I hate making you wait, but there’s not a chance in hell I’ll be able to only have you once. No, my sweet petal, I plan to imprint myself on your body so with just a look, I know your pussy is soaked and begging for my knot.”

My whole body shivered as I let out a breathy moan, grinding against him. “Trust me, you’ve been able to do that since day one. Don’t believe me? Check for yourself,” I dared.

In a shocking move, Eli set me down on the counter and slipped a hand under the skirt of my dress. Thank fuck I picked the flowy option over the tight pencil skirt, making this encounter possible. My legs fell open in invitation as he brushed his fingers along my inner thigh. Of course, my commanding Alpha didn’t go right for the prize. Instead, he teased me, using a finger to stroke down the front of my panty-covered pussy. I arched at the touch, letting my head fall back, exposing my neck to him, which he took full advantage of. Eli placed open-mouthed kisses on my neck, letting his teeth scrape over my skin in time with the finger rubbing over my pussy. I cried out in pleasure, not giving a fuck who might hear me. We weren’t at the office.

“Your underwear is soaked, my petal,” Eli commented, nipping at my ear. “Tell me, my sweet Omega, is this because of me?” As he asked the question, he pressed harder on my clit, causing my breath to catch as my body jerked at the jolt of pleasure that shot through me.

Taking a second to lick my lips as my mouth had suddenly gone dry, I answered, “Yes, Alpha, just your scent has me drenched.”

Eli purred, pleased at my answer. “What a seductive Omega you are teasing me with your scent full of need. I wonder, do you taste as good as you smell?”

Before my brain could register what his question meant, his pointer finger slid under the barrier blocking his access and slowly drew his finger through the folds of my pussy. The tip of his finger caught on the entrance, making me cry out as I rolled my hips, trying to entice it to slide deeper inside me. When Eli pulled his hand away, I panicked, letting out the neediest whine I’d ever heard come out of my mouth.

“Pleeease, Eli,” I begged, grabbing his arm and preventing him from taking it any further away from my body.

His gaze bore into mine as he leaned forward and ran his tongue up the length of his finger coated in my slick. I watched Eli’s eyes flutter closed as he groaned deeply at my taste, looking as if he’d just sampled the world’s finest delicacy. “Just as I suspected, you taste of perfection, my petal. Tell me, do you think it could taste even better if I got it straight from the source?”

At the mere possibility of what that question could mean, I threw my control and shame out the window. I grabbed my skirt, yanked it up, splayed my legs as wide as they could go, and laid back on the counter, offering myself to be feasted on. Eli started to purr as both his hands massaged my thighs, slowly making their way toward my center. He leaned forward and let the tip of his nose brush over my pussy as he inhaled my scent.

“Do you know what you smell like, Lyra?” Eli asked, a growl coating his words as he hooked a finger at the edge of my underwear and pulled it to the side, exposing my pussy.

Not wanting to risk saying the wrong thing and him leaving me like this for the rest of the day, I answered his question with one of my own. “Tell me, Alpha, what do I smell like?”

“Mine,” Eli answered in the most primal voice possible before diving into the prize he claimed.

The second his mouth latched onto my pussy, I screamed as the building orgasm slammed into me. I’d been so turned on by this whole interaction there was no stopping the speeding train. This reaction only served to delight Eli as his tongue thrust as deep as it could, lapping up the slick that was pouring out of me. He managed to draw out my climax with his purring, which turned his tongue into the best fucking magic bullet to be played with. Finally, he shifted his attention to my clit, letting his tongue swirl around the sensitive, swollen nub that had my hips thrusting and legs clamping around his head.

Another orgasm washed over me, causing my eyes to roll back in my head as two fingers entered my pussy. At some point, lost in the chaos of ecstasy, my hand fisted in his hair, shoving his face deep into my pussy. The rhythm of his fingers sped up as he caressed the soft, spongy spot that set my body on fire. Never in my thirty years had I ever felt like I was truly going to explode from an orgasm.

Eli expertly built momentum, keeping me teetering on the edge and pushing my body to accept more. Then, as I thrashed on the counter, sobbing at the need to come, he gave me the release I was so desperate for. All it took for me to detonate was the feel of his teeth as they brushed over my clit.

Every muscle in my body contracted, bowing my back as I screamed long and loud. I could see stars dancing in my vision as it felt like my soul was leaving my body. All I could hear was the frantic drumming of my heart as I gasped for air once my muscles relaxed. The slightest touch had me twitching from aftershocks as my pussy pulsed, doing its happy dance at the attention it received.

“Holy fuck,” I rasped.

Eli chuckled, pressing a kiss to my inner thigh before stepping away. I whimpered in protest, but he shushed me, taking my hand and nuzzling it. “I’m not going far. I just want to help clean up the mess I made out of you.”

Just hearing him talk like that had me moaning as little sparks of pleasure danced across my skin. I watched as he turned the water on and looked around for a kitchen towel. Unable to offer any help since I wasn’t sure I remembered my name, so I left him to his search. Once the towel was located, he wet it and returned it to me. In an expert-level move, he yanked my underwear off and slipped them down my legs.