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Chapter

Thirty-Five

K NOX

My mind swam with sleep as a hot, wet, sucking heat fastened around my cock. I thrust lazily, caught in an erotic dream in which Danny was sitting on my face. The suction on my cock was out of place. It confused me.

I blinked, my vision blurry as I tried to make sense of what was going on.

I was in a bed, but not my own.

Danny’s.

My body was warm and languid, sated from two rounds of lovemaking. The blankets in front of me were tented, and beneath them I could see my mate positioned between my thighs, swallowing my cock like his life depended on it.

Fuck. My hips arched, chasing pleasure, but he pinned me down. The display of strength turned me on. I was easily stronger than him, but he wasn’t a pushover. Not some fragile omega who would break if I manhandled him.

And oh, how I wanted to manhandle him. But only once I’d earned his complete trust.

Danny slid up my body, his knees on either side of my hips, and parted his cheeks. Realizing what he wanted, I held my cock straight out from my body as he sank onto it.

I curled toward him, my balls drawing up as I was welcomed into the heated embrace of his hole. We moved together in an easy rhythm until the pleasure got to be too much and I came apart inside him. I pumped his cock and a few seconds later, he spilled onto my belly.

“Mm.” I raised my head off the pillow and kissed him. “That’s a nice way to wake up.”

“My favorite,” he murmured, snuggling into my arms.

I held him close, finally able to spare a thought for something other than my cock. I was pretty sure that I was the first alpha he’d been with since his ex, and he’d taken my knot several times now. That had to be wearing on his body.

“How’s your ass?” I asked.

He snorted. “Never better.”

Was he sure? I bit back the question, knowing he wouldn’t appreciate it.

Danny sighed and wiggled against me. “What’s wrong?”

I chewed my lip. I didn’t want to ruin the moment, but how was I supposed to know where we stood if we didn’t talk about it?

“I’m just worried that this is all too much too fast.” I shushed him when he immediately protested. “We’ve been going slow for weeks, and now all of this at once? I don’t want you to regret it and pull away from me.”

“Oh.” To his credit, Danny didn’t give a pat response. He paused to consider it before replying. “I can see why you’d worry about that, and I can’t promise it won’t happen, but I don’t think it will.”

“Why not?” I smoothed my hands down his back and breathed in the scents of sex and sweetness. My mate, sticky with our combined release.

“Because the reason we had to go so slow was to build trust.” He rested his forearms on either side of me and lifted up to gaze down into my eyes. His eyes were warm, brown, and full of emotions that I’d never seen before. “But you’ve been good to me, even when it made things harder for you. I trust you.”

My heart pounded, and I swallowed, my throat suddenly tight. “You do?”

He hadn’t said as much, and I’d assumed it was still a work in progress.

“Yeah.” His expression was serene, and so open. He let me see everything going through his mind, not holding any of it back. “I trust you, and I’m done with letting Rex ruin things for me. I want intimacy and closeness, and I want it with you. I love sex, and I want my mate to knot me until I feel him every time I move. Rex doesn’t get to hold me back anymore.”

I kissed his throat. “I’ll knot you as many times as you like. My knot is yours. My heart is yours. Everything I am, body and soul, belongs to you.”

Moisture sparkled in his eyes, and when he drew in a breath, it was shaky. “I’m yours, too. I meant it last night, and I still do.”

Thank fucking gods.

I nuzzled the crook of his shoulder, my gums itching, my fangs desperate to sink into him, but I restrained myself.

We were together.

We were mates.

But Danny wasn’t ready to exchange bites yet, and I wouldn’t push him. If I waited, it would mean so much more when he asked me for it .

We lay together until my knot deflated, and then we showered and dressed in clean clothes. Danny insisted on making breakfast for me, and we ate it together on the sofa.

As soon as I’d polished off the last of my meal, Danny set my plate aside and climbed into my lap. He rocked against me, the heady musk of his slick growing stronger.

“Again?” I asked, chuckling. “You’re insatiable.”

He pouted. “I haven’t come from anyone else’s touch for months. I deserve to indulge.”

I agreed with him. “I’ve got no problem with that, sweetheart.”

He reached for the waistband of his sweatpants, ready to pull them down, but before he had them even halfway over his ass, the doorbell rang.

I covered my face with my hands, my erection never flagging. “Gods damn it.”