Page 213 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

"Discipline." I step closer and drag the head of my cock through her wetness. Her whole body jumps. "Protocol. The same restraints you spent months testing every chance you got."

I do it again, slow enough to make her feel the length of me without relief.

"Now there’s no protocol standing between us. No rank to hide behind and no excuses left." I brace one hand beside her hip and line myself up properly. "Only you on my desk exposed, wearing my collar, with my claiming bite on your mating gland, dripping on my cock."

Her fingers curl against the wood. "Please."

I smile without warmth. "For a girl who hated orders so much, you’ve learned to beg very nicely."

Then I push in.

Halley gasps, falling backward onto her elbows, her back arching as I fuck myself inside her in one steady thrust.

Her cunt grips me hard, hot and wet, and my vision blurs for a second. I clench my teeth and hold still, forcing both of us to feel it.

The bond flares.

"Do you understand now?" I ask, my voice low and rough, teetering on the edge of my control. "Do you understand what it did to me to have you so close and pretend I didn’t want this?"

Halley’s eyes shine, wide and dazed. "Yes, sir."

I draw out and fuck back in harder.

"Do you understand how hard it was to shut my inner Alpha up when he was clawing at me to fuck you hard and raw and rough?"

The desk scrapes across the stone floor as I punctuate my words with driving thrusts.

"Y-Yes, sir," she replies, hiccuping.

"Good," I say. "Then take it, Omega."

And I give her what I've been afraid of doing since the day we met. My full, uninhibited Alpha.

I set a brutal pace.

There is no easing into it like Viper does, so she can stretch around his massive cock. I give her no mercy in the rhythm, pounding into her faster until her hands scramble on the wood and her breathing breaks into little helpless cries.

That sound goes straight through me and lands in my core, only fueling the fire burning for her.

I grab a fistful of her hair and pull her head back, forcing her back to arch beautifully while I fuck her the way I wanted to the first day I saw her.

I wrench at her shirt, and buttons burst free and fly across the room.

"Knox!" she gasps in protest, but I'm already dragging the cups of her bra down and sucking red bruises over her bouncing tits until my name ends in a stuttering moan.

The bond flashes hot as I shove more memories at her.

I remember her stumbling after me through camp, her legs working to match the punishing pace I set while I barked orders over my shoulder and pretended I wasn’t already obsessed with watching her try.

"Keep up," I snarl, echoing then and now, and thrust harder.

Halley gapes, her eyes glazed as she relives the past, but I don't let her drift too far into it. I keep her here, on my desk, split open on my cock while she feels both versions of us at once.

"Do you remember?" I ask, already knowing she does. "Do you remember stumbling after me in that ugly uniform, trying so hard to prove your worth?"

"Yes, sir," she cries, tears welling. I clamp her nipple between my fingers and twist, delighting as the tears spill over. I lap at them, drinking down the salty evidence of her body obeying mine.

I slam into her rougher than I ever have, the wet sound of my balls, coated in her slick, smacking against her ass is loud in the office now, indecent and impossible to mistake. Anyone walking past will know exactly what is happening in here. Her slick coats my cock, my thighs, the edge of the desk beneath her ass. I grip her hip with my free hand and use it to angle her exactly where I want her.