Page 20 of Night Grove Falls, Midnight Haven Volume Two

“Me too, I hate leaving you, but I don’t want you stressed or worrying about this any longer. My mate should always be happy.”

I am. Being here with him is the happiest I’ve ever been. Heck, I’ve only been here for two days, and I have everything I’ve been looking for my whole life.

“I need you to come home,” I whisper.

He holds me tighter. “I will.”

A car horn honks outside.

Knox sighs. “I need to get ready, Daisy. You should too. I talked to the guys, and their mates are coming over today to keep you company. You liked them, right? You seemed happy talking to them yesterday, but if not, I can call and cancel⁠—”

“No, I liked them.” I cut him off. “They’re all friendly, and I’d love to see them again.”

“Good.” He kisses my forehead and sets me back on the bed.

I watch as he grabs some clothes and goes into the bathroom. He showers quickly and emerging minutes later, fully dressed.

He heads right for me and leans down, cupping my face. “I’ll see you tonight.”

He kisses me softly. Or at least it starts out softly. Within moments, the two of us are wrapped around each other. Knox’s body comes down over mine, pressing me into the mattress. I moan, wrapping my legs around his hips.

“Goddamn, Daisy,” he growls.

I gasp, rocking my hips against the stiff ridge in his pants.

His lips are like a brand as he kisses down my neck, nipping the sensitive skin. I shiver, seconds away from begging him to stay and make love to me, when the car horn blares outside again.

“Shit,” Knox groans, looking tortured. “I have to go.”

I pout up at him.

“I promise, I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

I sigh, releasing my grip on him, and he drags himself off the bed. He looks pissed to be leaving me. I try to get myself under control, but it’s impossible. All I can think about is having his delicious weight on me again.

“You can feel it,” Knox says, his eyes dark and heavy with need.

I know he’s talking about the mating heat. “Yeah. As soon as I woke up.”

“Are you in need?” he asks, looking torn.

“Yes.”

He groans. “I can’t have that, mate.”

Before I can react, he grabs my legs and drags me to the side of the bed. He rips his boxers down my legs and falls to his knees.

“Wha—”

He cuts me off by burying his face in my pussy.

“Mmm,” he growls, his tongue licking through my folds.

“Oh!” I cry out, my back arching off the bed.

Hearing my cries seems to spur him on. He groans as he licks every inch of me. His tongue rolls over my clit, and I scream his name, my thighs clamping around his head. That doesn’t seem to faze him, though. He just keeps eating me out, his thick tongue licking down to my virgin opening and back up to tease my clit.

“Oh! Right there!”