I had no idea how wrongIwas or that we were being watched…and had been for some time.
FORTY-FOUR
VIVIENNE
The house was quiet, packed suitcases casting long shadows in the moonlight.Tomorrow,KorandIwould be gone.Tomorrow, the rules wouldn’t matter.Thatknowledge hummed in the air between us, a current of anticipation that made my skin feel too tight and too sensitive.
I stood by the bed, feeling the delicate lace of the white teddyIwore against my skin.Thestraps were thin, the cups sheer, and the hem rode high on my thighs.Iwore nothing underneath—no panties, just me.Itfelt daring…naughty…final.Werewe really going to do this?Werewe really going to break theUnbreakableLawson purpose?
Kor stood across the room, his gaze a physical weight that traveled over me, leaving heat in its wake.Hewas wearing nothing but a long pair of pajama pants and his broad, bare chest was mouthwatering in the dimly lit room.
“Remember,” he said, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room, “howIpromised to breed you tonight?”
My breath caught in my throat and came out as a shaky sound.Hiseyes were dark and intense—holding me in place as he looked at me.
I swallowed hard and whenIspoke, my voice was breathless, barely a whisper.
“And…are you going to…will you knot me, too?”
He groaned, low in his throat as though my words made him want me even more.Hecrossed the room in two strides, his hands coming up to frame my face.Theywere so big and warm and gentle—Iwanted them all over me.
“Yeah, baby,” he promised, his thumb stroking my cheekbone.“I’mgoing to knot you so deep and so hard you’ll feel it for days.Gonnapump you full of my seed and claim every part of you.”
A full-body shudder wracked me as heat—real and urgent—bloomed low in my belly and spread outward.We’dbeen staving off myCyclefor days—pushing our luck—but the dam was breaking now.Ineededit—Ineededhim—inside me.AndIcould see in his eyes thatKorneeded to fill me as much asIneeded to be filled.
He captured my mouth in a kiss that made fresh heat bloom inside me.Itwas long, and deep, and devastatingly gentle.Hishands slid down from my face, over the fragile lace on my shoulders, tracing the sides of my breasts, my waist, my hips.Everytouch made me shiver.Isighed into his mouth, my hands coming up to rest on the hard plane of his chest.
He broke the kiss to trail his lips down my throat, to the lace edge of the teddy.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, his breath hot against my skin.“Mybeautiful girl.”
He hooked a finger under one strap and drew it down my arm, baring my breast.Duckinghis head, he took my tight, aching peak into his mouth, sucking deeply.
I moaned, my hands flying to his hair.Thesensation was electric, sending sparks of pleasure through my entire body.Helavished attention on one breast, then the other, sucking and licking until my nipples were hard, throbbing points andIwas panting, my head thrown back.
His hand slid down my stomach, over the lace hem of the teddy, covering my mound.Hecupped me, his palm applying a firm, perfect pressure.Icould feel the heat and dampness already seeping through the delicate fabric.
“Kor…”Imoaned, my hips pushing against his hand of their own accord.“Please,Ineedyou.”
“I know, sweetheart.Letme get you ready for me.”
He eased his hand beneath the lace hem, his fingertips finding my slick, swollen folds andImoaned and parted my thighs for him.Icouldn’t help myself—Iwas already drenched and so desperately needy.
His touch was slow and deliberate, circling my clit, dipping a finger just inside my entrance.Theintimacy of it—the sheer possession in his touch and the way he knew exactly how to please me—made my knees weak.
“God, you’re perfect,” he growled as he stroked and teased me.“Sowet for me already.That’sgoing to make taking me so much easier for your tight little pussy.”
“I…I’ma little scared,”Iadmitted in a small voice, even as my body arched into his touch.
“I know.”Hekissed my shoulder, his fingers still working me gently.“Fromwhat you’ve told me it sounds likeCarterwas a fucking pencil.I’mnot.Andmy knot…”Hepressed himself against me, andIfelt the thick, heavy bulge already prominent in his pants.“It’sgoing to stretch you, baby.ButIswear,I’llmake it good for you—I’llmake you love it.”
He guided me backward until my knees hit the bed.Heslipped out of his pants and his erection sprang free—thick and heavy and impossibly long, the knot at the base a prominent, intimidating swelling of flesh.
My eyes widened.I’dtouched it before whenIsucked him, but seeing it and knowing it was going to fill me sent a fresh thrill of fear mixed with a dark, deep desire straight through me.
“How…how are we going to do this?”Iasked breathlessly.Despitethe fear,Iwanted him in me—Iached desperately to let him fill the emptiness inside.
“I want you on top,” he said, lying back on the bed amidst the rumpled sheets.Hepropped himself up on his elbows.Themoonlight played over his bare chest and abdomen, carving his muscles into sharp relief.