Page 112 of Knot Only For One Night

“You feel, gosh, amazing, ugh.” She rocks and rocks, bringing us so damn close. I flex my hips, meeting her each time she slides down. “So big, so fucking perfect,”

“And you take me so well, Trouble, so damned good,” I moan and she lets out the cutest fucking mewl. I am full of pure happiness, being wrapped around my omega.

Esper’s growing restless, wild as her slick covers my thighs. “Please, please, please!” The sticky mess nearly throws me over the edge. I grip her ass in my hands, the fullness of her filling every need in my body, drawing out every ounce of being into her.

So fucking close.

“Soren.” She’s dazed, cheeks pink, pausing right at the edge of climax with her eyes trailing to my neck. “Bond? Please?”

“No need to beg, Trouble, make me yours,” I say and offer my omega my neck. I can feel the ecstasy in her. She clamps on my dick as she darts down, mouth open, right for my neck.

Her teeth pierce the skin between my neck and shoulder. She grinds hard one final time and stills as we both come. My seed shoots into her as her slick drowns my dick. Her teeth stay an extra second longer, as if solidifying the bite, and I moan louder than I ever fucking have.

I can feel the bond, the flutter of her final spasms around my dick, and for once the voices in my head go silent.

This is what real happiness is like.

When you have what you’re meant for.

I don’t let her get away. I grab the back of her head, her hair mussed under my grip, and I bring her down to my lips. My bite solidifies the bond in us.

Her tears wet my cheek. Her hands grip my head close to her as I remove my teeth.

“Beautiful,” I mutter looking at the bondmark that links us together. “We’re forever now, Trouble.”

“I love you, Soren.” She pulls away just enough to kiss my lips. I keep her close, her sweet lips caressing mine and I know for sure, nothing could separate us.

My omega and her beta. Forever and always.

CHAPTER 37

ESPER

Two more orgasms and one blowjob later, we make it home. The long ride and winding roads gave us plenty of time to tend to each other's bonds.

I have a bond! Soren’s bond, on my neck. I’m a bonded omega…

Oh my goodness, I need to call my mom! She has to hear the news! I trace my fingers over the bond, smiling at the sparks of pleasure running through my body.

I can’t stop obsessing over it, the feeling. We show up back at the Midnight Wolves Plaza with a permanent smile on my face and carrying my loads of clean laundry to Neven’s room.

“Hey,” Neven greets as we open the door, his eyes immediately zeroing in on my neck. I’d told Soren I had to put my hair up to let the wound air out, but really I’d wanted to show off my bond. “Omega, come here.”

Neven’s voice is dark and delicious as his eyes narrow on me. I set my bag down, ensuring my clean laundry won’t fall onto the floor before skipping over. I can scent Reed and Asher entering the room too, but that doesn’t deter me.

As stern as his voice is, his touch is gentle. He guides my chin to the side so he can get a better look, even sliding the neckline of my shirt down.

His eyes moved to Soren, who couldn’t hide his bond with his short brown hair. I smoke as Neven stares. That’s my work. Marking my beta.

“You bonded…” Asher says, his eyes bouncing between the two of us. I nod, smiling.

I’m a bonded fricking omega.

“Without talking to us,” Reed’s less-than-excited voice whispers. Knocking the smile right off my face.

“It was bound to happen,” I say, furrowing my brows at his anger. I thought we were past this. My omega wants to soothe his anger, the instinct to reach for my hair in the clip and cover my mark, but I refuse. Fuck that.

He may not have been ready, but I was.