Page 43 of Knot My Wonderland, Part Two (Fairytale Omegaverse #2)

Instead of answering with words, I closed the distance between us.

The kiss was gentle at first, exploratory, but as our golden bond flared between us, it deepened into something that made my toes curl.

Heart's hand slid from my cheek into my hair, angling my head as he kissed me with a reverence that spoke of centuries of waiting.

The pattern beneath my skin responded with cascading waves of silver and gold light, weaving through his golden glow until we were wrapped in luminous threads.

When we finally broke apart, both breathing hard, Heart rested his forehead against mine as he looked at me with dark eyes.

He took a deep breath, before shifting so I was facing him, my legs straddling him as he pulled me closer to him.

The new position sent heat racing through me, the golden bond between us pulsing with shared desire as Heart's hands settled on my waist. The pattern beneath my skin responded eagerly, silver and gold light spiraling toward his touch with an intensity that made me gasp.

"Is this alright?" Heart asked softly, his ruby eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation.

I nodded, not trusting my voice as his golden patterns flowed beneath his skin, reaching toward mine with obvious longing. The night air felt charged around us, stars overhead shifting into configurations that seemed to mirror the light dancing between our bodies.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, one hand coming up to trace the line of my jaw where silver and gold light pulsed visibly beneath my skin. "Especially like this, when the pattern responds to you so openly."

I leaned into his touch, desire pulsing through me as I leaned back in, kissing him again. This kiss was hungrier than the first, charged with the energy building between us. Heart's hands tightened on my waist, pulling me closer as if trying to mold me to himself.

"Alice," he murmured against my lips, my name a prayer that made the bond between us pulse with molten warmth. His hands slid up my back, leaving trails of fire that made me arch into his touch.

I felt the golden light beneath his skin flare hotter where our bodies pressed together, the pattern responding to our shared desire with cascading waves that made my breath catch. His lips traced a path down my throat, each kiss leaving trails of luminous gold that the pattern eagerly absorbed.

"Heart," I whispered, my hands fisting in his shirt as sensation overwhelmed me. The bond between us had become a living thing, pulsing with need that transcended the purely physical.

He pulled back to look at me, ruby eyes dark with want but still carrying that careful concern. "We don't have to?—"

I silenced him with another kiss, pouring all my certainty into the connection between us.

Through our bond, he felt my decision, my trust, my growing love that I wasn't quite ready to voice aloud.

His answering surge of emotion nearly undid me—protective tenderness wrapped in desire so profound it made my knees weak even while seated in his lap.

His hands found the hem of my shirt, hesitating there as he broke the kiss to look at me questioningly.

I nodded, lifting my arms as he slowly drew the fabric upward, exposing skin that glowed with silver and gold light in the starlight.

The pattern beneath my skin responded to his gaze with eager pulses, as if preening under his admiration.

"Like living starlight," Heart whispered, his voice rough with emotion as he traced reverent fingers along my collarbone.

Where he touched, the pattern flared brilliantly, creating intricate spirals that followed his caress.

I reached for him in turn, tugging at his shirt until he helped me remove it.

His chest was a canvas of golden patterns, pulsing in rhythm with his heartbeat—literal and metaphorical.

When our skin met, chest to chest, the reaction was immediate and overwhelming. Our patterns intertwined, golden light weaving through silver and gold in configurations that seemed to tell ancient stories. I gasped at the sensation as I tried to keep the moan from leaving me.

"I feel you," I whispered, awed by the depth of connection flowing between us. "Not just physically, but... everywhere."

Heart nodded, his ruby eyes luminous in the starlight. "The bond deepens with intimacy," he explained, his voice strained with the effort of maintaining control. "It's why mate connections are so powerful. The pattern recognizes... completion."

His hands moved with reverent care, exploring newly exposed skin as if memorizing every inch. Where our patterns touched, the light intensified, creating a cocoon of radiance around us that pulsed in rhythm with our accelerating heartbeats.

“Please.” I gasped out as his hands moved up my back to my bra.

His fingers found the clasp with gentle precision, the golden light beneath his skin flaring as the fabric fell away.

I shivered as the night air touched bare skin, but Heart's warmth quickly enveloped me, his patterns reaching out to caress where his hands could not yet touch.

"You're trembling," he observed softly, concern threading through the desire in his voice.

"Not from cold," I managed, my own hands exploring the planes of his chest where golden light danced beneath warm skin. "From this—from us."

The pattern beneath my skin sang where we touched, each point of contact creating cascading waves of silver and gold that seemed to map our growing connection in luminous detail. Heart's breath caught as my fingers traced the intricate designs flowing across his torso.

"The pattern is... responsive tonight," he noted, wonder coloring his tone as he watched our lights interweave.

"More responsive than usual," I agreed breathlessly, marveling at how our patterns seemed to anticipate each touch, each caress, blooming with light before our skin even made contact. "It's like it knows..."

"What we need," Heart finished, his voice dropping to a husky whisper as his hands mapped the curve of my waist. "What we've both been wanting.

" The golden bond between us pulsed with shared longing, carrying emotions too complex for words.

Through our connection, I felt his centuries of solitude, his careful walls built against hope, all of it crumbling in the face of what we were building together.

"I never expected this," he confessed, his forehead resting against mine as we shared breath. "To find someone who could see past what my mother made me into."

"You're not her," I said firmly, my hands framing his face as I looked him in the eyes. “You are good….and you are wonderful. I wouldn’t want you any other way.”

His ruby eyes darkened at my words, golden patterns flaring with an intensity that almost hurt to look at directly.

Instead of responding verbally, Heart pulled me closer, claiming my lips in a kiss that spoke volumes—gratitude, desire, and something deeper that made the pattern beneath my skin pulse with answering joy.

"Alice," he breathed against my lips, his hands sliding down to my hips, guiding me into a gentle rhythm against him that made us both gasp. The friction, even through our remaining clothes, sent waves of pleasure rippling through our bond.

Stars shifted overhead, constellations rearranging themselves in response to our growing connection.

The crystal tree behind us hummed with subtle energy, its branches bending slightly inward as if creating a private sanctuary.

I shifted my hips again trying to get more friction.

Heart gave. low growl, and the next thing I know I was laying on my back with him hovering above me.

The silver grass beneath me was softer than silk, cushioning my back as Heart settled between my legs, his weight supported on his forearms as he gazed down at me. The golden patterns beneath his skin pulsed with barely restrained desire, casting warm light across my face.

"Are you certain?" he asked, his voice rough with need but still carrying that careful concern that made my heart flutter.

Through our bond, I felt his willingness to stop, even now, if I showed the slightest hesitation.

Instead of answering with words, I reached up to trace the golden spirals flowing across his chest, marveling at how they responded to my touch with eager flares of light.

The pattern beneath my own skin answered in kind, silver and gold threads reaching upward to intertwine with his magic.

"Very certain…please?" I whispered, pulling him down for another kiss trying to convey my want and need for him.

A low growl came from him as he pushed himself as close as he could to me, his lips going to my neck as his teeth scraped against the hollow of my throat.

I arched beneath him at the sensation, my hands fisting in his hair as he found the sensitive spot where my pulse hammered against my throat.

The pattern beneath my skin flared brilliantly where his lips touched, creating spiraling designs that seemed to map every nerve ending he awakened.

"Heart," I gasped, his name escaping as both plea and prayer.

His hands moved with reverent precision, fingers hooking into the waistband of my remaining clothes.

I lifted my hips in answer, helping him remove the last barriers between us.

The night air kissed newly exposed skin, but Heart's warmth quickly enveloped me.

"Perfect," he whispered reverently, his ruby eyes drinking in the sight of me laid bare beneath the shifting stars.

The silver and gold light beneath my skin bloomed like a garden awakening to sunrise, responding to his gaze with waves of luminous energy that seemed to reach for him.

Heart quickly shed his own remaining clothes, his golden patterns flowing freely across his skin in complex configurations that matched my own.