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Sometimes, he communicates with me without talking, but it’s not words, and it’s not images or anything. It’s a rush of a feeling. He’ll nudge it into me, and I feel it wash through me. It’s his love for me, and it is also wonderful. I can nudge him back, push my love into him.

Every time we do that, we both hum again, in time together.

It’s perfect.

Until I hear someone on the steps.

We both go on high alert, sitting up straight, as we make sense of that together, and we both know what that means.

There is only one person in the basement.

We get up, together, but he’s taller than me, and I can’t stand up with him knotted in me, so I have to bend over. It’s awkward.

He tries to pull me upright, but it just doesn’t work, and then the basement door opens and she staggers out, peeling duct tape off of her mouth.

Dr. Acker’s wrists are bleeding, and the places where the tape was on her face are red and angry. She tears it entirely free and she balls it up in one hand and bares her teeth as she glares at us.

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“KNIGHT!” I YELL, summoning him out of instinct, even though he was useless against her last night. Some part of me is sure he’s better than Striker or Arrow, however.

Frustratingly, my tending instinct won’t let up, and I nudge my mouth down to lick at Lotus’s neck, trying like all hell to get my body to understand that I need my knot to go down sothat I can extricate myself from my omega’s body and solve this problem.

Dr. Acker looks us up and down. Lotus is naked. My pants are around my ankles. We’re stuck together. She sneers and turns away, going for the door to the cabin.

Lotus and I move together, of one mind, to stop this woman, and if she weren’t so much shorter than me, I feel as if it would work.

But we trip over Lotus’s legs—or my pants—or I don’t know. We go down on the floor, a tangle of limbs and then we struggle to stand back up again. Why won’t my stupid knot godown?

Luckily, Knight is coming out of the bedroom, but he’s entirely naked. He sees Dr. Acker and stops in startled surprise.

She makes a break for the door.

He runs after her, seizing her by the back of the neck and yanking her back.

She lets out a cry of frustration.

“How did she get untied?” says Knight.

“I think she wriggled free,” says Lotus. “Her wrists look rubbed raw.”

Knight turns, pulling Dr. Acker with him, and takes the two of us in. “You guys, uh, yeah.”

“Just… tie her back up,” says Lotus.

“No,” says Dr. Acker. Desperately, she thrusts out a hand and grabs Knight’s penis. She rubs it, and her voice goes soft. “No, no, Knight, my good boy, my good hound, you don’t want to tie me up.”

Knight’s eyes go cloudy for a minute.

“Fight it,” cries Lotus.

Dr. Acker starts jacking off Knight in earnest, and he gets an erection almost immediately. “That’s right,” she whispers to him. “That’s just right, isn’t it, Knight? You know if you’re a very good boy, you get a reward.”

Knight wrenches her hand off of him, but he also lets go of her.

She stumbles backward, sprawling out on the floor on her backside.

Knight advances on her, hard cock first. He kicks her.