Page 55 of Coco and the Misfits (The Candyverse #4)

ZACH

I won’t lie. I’m two seconds away from grabbing her for myself, locking both of us in one of the rooms and burying myself inside of her.

All my doubts— can she take my knot, will she want it, will it hurt her, will she enjoy it? —are starting to blur together, turning into a distant buzz as my body demands relief.

During all this time I’ve been taking care of myself, taking myself in hand quite literally, every night after returning to my apartment, but the more time I spend with her, the more my knot swells and the harder it is to tell my body to calm down.

And now we’re here, naked, and she’s willing.

She’s talking of marking and annual rituals as if we’re already a pack, and it should send me running away but instead it makes me smile.

This girl… Only she could convince me to drop anchor and think of the future with this smile on my face. I never realized how much I used to dread tomorrow, settling down, having a family. How I dreaded to fail.

She makes life seem easy. Effortless.

Worthwhile.

“Come here.” I grab her hand as she climbs onto the bed. “Fuck, you’re so pretty.”

“Zach,” she breathes, her cheeks reddening.

She glances down, at my cock, my knot. I like her breathless when taking in my bared need for her.

I like the way her arousal smells, so sweet.

I like the way she responds to my every slight touch, leaning into my hand when I cup her cheek and touch her lips with my thumb.

“The pup wants to go first, I see,” I hear Atticus muttering, but I don’t care as I lean toward her.

“Coco…” I kiss her and she kisses me back with a soft moan, her hands sliding around my neck.

“Yes…”

God, her taste. Her curves pressing into my chest. I break the kiss as it starts to deepen, my cock jerking.

“You know when you kiss someone and your heart skips a beat or two?” I whisper, smiling down at her.

“That’s called arrhythmia and it’s a sign of a heart issue,” she intones.

“I’m serious, girl.”

“So am I.”

I’m chuckling, but then she drops her hands to my cock and I hiss. “Careful there.”

“It might... detonate?”

“Accurate description,” I agree.

Atticus is laughing, a low, rambling laugh, like a volcano about to erupt. “The pup is about to go off. Take cover.”

“To be fair,” Ryder says, “he’s had that knot for ages.”

“Just for her,” I whisper and her eyes flick up. “Told you. My body has known you’re the one for me before my stupid brain had processed it.”

“I want your knot,” she whispers back and I shiver. “Give it to me, Zach.”

“Says the girl who is still fully dressed.” I drop my hand to her shoulder and tug on the strap of her cute pink dress.

“Not for long,” she counters and winks, shrugging the other strap off. “Help me?”

“Hey, this is our job.” Ryder scoots behind her to unzip her dress and Atticus takes her hand and kisses it.

“My queen,” he murmurs.

“Hands off.” I scowl. “I called dibs. Like you said, this pup is about to go off.”

Ryder laughs. “That’s fair, right, Ace?”

“Goddamn kid,” he growls. “Fine, go ahead and knot our omega first. I suppose I’ll be last in line, due to my age?”

“Don’t be a grump, old man.” Ryder elbows him. “You can go second, if that makes you happy.”

“You don’t mind?”

“I’ll cherish the pain in my balls until it’s my turn, and then I’ll show her what she’s been missing with you two.”

Coco snickers. “The only one I haven’t been with yet is Zach.”

“You also have never been knotted, so we can safely say you haven’t been that way with any of us.”

“True...”

Ryder and Atticus pull her dress down, revealing her delicious tits, straining inside her cute red bra, a felt heart crushed between the round mounds.

Damn. I’m growling deep in my throat, I realize, and I can’t stop. This desire is deep like an ocean and it’s out of my control. All I can do is hold on until she’s ready and gives the okay, until I’m sure I won’t be hurting her but giving her pleasure.

It’s tough, wrestling control back from my body, but I can do it. Never listen to any man who says they can’t. That’s not a real man but a monster.

Though, the not-so-little monster between my legs strains forward, toward her.

Down, boy.

Then I almost lose it again when she puts her hands over her full breasts and sways a little, a teasing smile on her lips. Slowly she tugs the fine lace down, still covering herself.

Teasing me to death.

“This is going to be a show to remember,” Ryder mutters, sitting back on his ass, wrapping his hand around his cock.

“A voyeur?” Atticus gives him a narrow look.

“Anything wrong with that?”

“Not in my book.” Atticus settles beside Ryder, mimicking him. “Let’s see you knot our omega, pup.”

“Be gentle,” Ryder says.

“Go deep but only if she says so,” Atticus adds.

“Get her ready first,” Ryder cautions.

“Shut up, both of you,” I mutter. “I know what to do. And if not, she’ll tell me. Right, Coco?”

This is a feisty girl who carries her heart on her sleeve and has no problem voicing her opinion.

“Right,” she agrees, and it’s on.