Page 26 of Roommate Wanted (Knotty #1)

Lyall

Her fingers trembled against my chest, and Conall was a livewire inside me, restless, ravenous, worse than he’d ever been.

Me? I was caught between heaven and hell.

The crease of her hot arse gripped my cock until it drooled against her skin, marking her with my scent.

She turned to look at me, wide-eyed and unsure, and I searched her face while gently probing the bond for more.

Hot, burning desire. Fear of letting go.

“Yae want us,”

I murmured.

“But we need yae as sure as the air around us.”

I tucked her hair behind her ear and gripped her shoulder, easing her to lie her flat beneath me. There was no resistance, only us. Our bond.

The pulse between us that beat as loud as my heart.

Our mate’s eyes softened until those soulful dark pools sucked me in, and in that moment, I knew this is what Conall wanted. Why he’d gone quiet and why his anger was justified.

“Ah cannae lose ye, Nia. It wud kill us,”

The words spilled out, rough, splintered. My voice cracked on the last word, and I hated how true it felt.

She placed her hand on the centre of my chest, and I closed my eyes as Conall’s bliss made him purr for her. The low rumbling sound became a consistent rhythm, surrounding all three of us. Bound for eternity through our bond.

The roaring urge to fill her with my seed—to cover her from head to toe in our scent. It made my knot throb. I began to expand at a record speed, pushing against the flesh of her soft thigh.

My eyes snapped open, locking onto hers.

“When it comes tae yoo, darlin’ ah havnae got any control,”

I growled before I spat out. “None.”

Her eyes widened and her lips parted with shock, but her hand remained solidly on my chest.

“Am the Alpha of the Wulver pack. Aw ma life hus been controlled for the sake o’ others. But yoo darlin’? Yae didnae need tae do or say any’hin. Just by existing yae claimed me.”

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. Then her fingers spread wide across my chest, touching me, claiming me. Her other hand joined in, and Conall howled inside me, wild and elated. But when she hooked her legs around my calves, I felt it—her silk panties soaked through with need. For me. For us.

I rewarded my mate by dragging my heavy cock and swollen knot over her soft mound. The silk clung to me, stretching tight, teasing every nerve as I pulled back, then ground against her harder. Her fingers dug into my skin, those tiny human claws attaching themselves to me like I was the only solid thing she had.

“Yae feel that?”

I growled, breath hot on her neck.

“Ah need yae all the fuckin’ time. If ah could huv yae sittin’ on ma cock twenty-four hours a day, ah wud.”

Her scent filtered into my nostrils and flooded my senses.

Deeper, stronger and all fucking mine.

I shoved the covers to the side, rising up to tear the slip of silk between us. The shredded red material hung from my palm, and I crushed it against my nose, inhaling, absorbing my mate’s perfume. My cock jerked, thick and needy, jerking against my stomach until her fingers wrapped around it.

With a groan, I fell on top of her, burying myself in the spot where we marked her. My fist clenched around her ruined knickers, resting on her pillow. Nia moaned, rubbing her cheek against me, taking my scent from me. Her fingers tightened around my cock before she tugged it with urgency.

The world could perish, but this? Her accepting me. Our bond. It was all I’d ever need in this lifetime—and every lifetime after. The hair at the back of my neck rose.

My mate.

She mewled against my neck, feverish lips kissing and licking me. There was no heat. No bond manipulation. There was only her raw burning desire. Her teeth grazed my jaw.

“Yae cun bite me if yae feel the urge,”

I rasped into her ear, barely holding back.

She is going to complete the bond. I can feel it. Conall surged forward inside me, alert, reverent.

We both felt the shift.

I brushed her hair to the side and swiped my tongue around her perfect ear. My cock oozed, coating her fingers, aiding her rhythmic movements. Anticipation dried my mouth.

She was going to mark me.

Claim me.

While my knot was buried inside her soaked cunt.