Page 77 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

He thinks I can take it.

Knox leans his weight down on me, and suddenly there is a stretch that grows and grows until it feels like I'm going to be split in two.

"Prime Alpha, Prime Alpha. Oh frack, I can't. Don't. Stop. Don't stop, don't—" I don't even know what I'm saying, just pleasure and panic tangling into a litany of high-pitched babble.

Shade holds me firm when I squirm, and Knox keeps my hips trapped beneath his. My body fights the stretch, then yields around him in tiny, trembling increments until the widest part finally slips past my entrance.

His knot locks inside me.

"Oh frack," I whimper.

The pressure hits my O-spot, and every thought breaks apart. My eyes roll back as my helpless and greedy body clamps down around him.

Knox exhales against my sweat-damp neck and holds me in place.

Everything feels right.

Knox has finally knotted me.

Except he doesn't stop there.

Of course he doesn't. He's never been one to stop striving for more after an achievement. He rocks against me, and then starts pulling out again.

"No, no, no," I protest and moan, trying to clench around him and keep him there, but Knox doesn't falter, and I can feel myself stretching wide again. "Prime Alpha, please, it's too much."

"You like it," he says.

My breath catches because he’s right.

His gaze drops between our bodies, and mine follows. I watch the place where I’m slick, swollen, and stretched around him, my body taking what should be impossible because my Alpha decided I could.

"It’s not how it’s done," I whimper, even as my hips lift toward him. "You’re going to ruin me."

Knox’s mouth parts on a rough breath. "It feels good, though, doesn’t it?"

I squeeze my eyes shut.

He's not wrong. It does.

So help me, it does feel good. He knows it too because of our new bond.

The stretch stings, and there is a burn that isn't from my heat, but my Omega loves being pinned open for him, made to take his knot, and held in place by the two Pack mates I trust with every vulnerable inch of me.

I nod, and fresh slick spills around him.

Knox catches my chin between his fingers. "Open your eyes, Omega."

My eyes spring open instantly at his order. His glowing red gaze locks onto mine, and I see ruthlessness and devotion in it. The sight of him above me sends tears spilling hot across my temples.

"There we go, sweetheart," he murmurs, giving my chin a small, possessive shake. "Keep your eyes on me. I want you to know who’s taking care of this needy little body."

I shiver all over.

This is what Knox has been holding back, what he’s been afraid of letting loose on my body. All the control and discipline he used to keep me at arm’s length since the day we met is now aimed entirely at me. This is him giving in. Giving me exactly what I've been begging him for. If I thought he was a control freak outside the nest, I should have realized what beast would be released inside it.

His knot pulls free with a wet pop, and I cry out, panting beneath him while my body clenches around the empty stretch he leaves behind.

Knox watches me shake.