Tilly

Cruz purred in response, twisting my hair, bringing my lips to his mouth as he pushed me down to press harder against him. I stilled against him and the moment was amazing, each feeling of his throbbing dick inside me. And all I could do was squeeze my eyes shut as he pushed a little further.

I was getting close without hardly moving. His scent was seeping out of him and I was sucking down deep lungfuls as though I had an addiction.

I started rocking over his length, and it felt fantastic. Cruz was growling and groaning in response.

“You feel amazing,” he rasped.

I could only respond with a delicate whine. Cruz growled, the sound come from deep in his stomach.

“So do you,” I said, grinding over the base of his cock, sparks of pleasure firing inside me. “I want to feel your knot in my pussy.”

He groaned. “Fuck, I knew you were perfect.”

“Your perfect omega.”

“Are you?” He grinned. “Finally, you’re accepting me... this pack?”

I smiled back. “Maybe I always knew it was you, always knew I had a pack waiting for me. But needed answers first.”

“And I promise to keep looking for your sister.”

“Then I’m yours.”

He smiled. “As easy as that.” He pushed harder, his knot pressing against me. I bit into my bottom lip as I moaned in response as ecstasy spiralled inside me.

I nodded as I bounced faster, harder and then I hit a bump at his base and realised it was his knot. Cruz groaned, but I was eager for more, and danced around it, coating his knot with my wetness.

“Tilly, are you sure?” Cruz rasped.

I nodded. “I want all of it.”

His hands grabbed under my thighs as he flipped me over on the mattress as he and his scent covered me. And this was what I wanted, him driving into me. I wanted my alpha.

He nestled back between my thighs, our chests pressed together. We kissed for what seemed like forever. As he slowly moved inside me, the moment was emotional. Tears spiked my eyes that he was doing this. His mouth moved away and kissed my cheeks, down to my chin and lower again as he kissed and sucked my neck.

“Oh, yes,” I breathed, the feeling of his mouth on my throat and his cock inside and I was so close to coming that my eyes fell shut and my legs spreading farther open for him. And all I could do was squeeze my eyes shut as he pushed a little further, never stopping until his knot nudged against my opening, and my clit, just enough.

He planted his palms on either side of me, holding most of his weight off of me, except for his hips, which pinned me down, and every inch of his throbbing length was caressing my sex. Our eyes locked as the air charged between us.

Holding himself in one hand, he slid his fingertips over my breast, and I shivered. He closed his fingers around my flesh and squeezed, not stopping for one moment from pounding into me.

A moan spilled from my lips, and he crashed his mouth on mine. I hummed into his mouth as his tongue danced around.

“I want more,” I whispered. “I want your knot.”

“Don’t worry, you’re coming on my cock with my knot lodged inside you.”

My sex clenched at his words. He groaned before he kissed me deeply, our tongues stroking together.

“Please.”

He thrust his hips as his tongue skated around my lips, another thrust and his tongue made a line to my ear, another thrust and his tongue was licking at my neck. He thrust again, and the knot deepened inside me. Another thrust and the knot fully lodged.

I moaned loudly.

Cruz couldn’t move, neither could I. His knot fully engorged my pussy, taking all the space. He growled, that caused slick to flow inside again, a little more movement as he worked himself until he was fully inside me.

“You feel so good. I’ve waited too long for this,” he groaned as I spasmed around him, making his whole body shudder.

And again. My nerves fired from my neck to my toes and every movement from me made Cruz shudder further inside me, until he was moving with tiny strokes and the intense, full feeling changed to ecstasy. My body moved with his, the climax building again. I didn’t think it was possible to come again or come being so full and hardly able to move. But the waves of my climax hit, and I grabbed his ass to pull him closer. I needed more of him.

Our eyes locked, as well as our bodies.

“Come inside me,” I begged. “I want all of you.”

That was all it took and Cruz shivered as he sucked on the sensuous area between my neck and ear, and I moaned as he lodged his knot inside me. The pressure on both places turned into pleasure.

He moved to look at me as he moved slowly with hard thrusts. He wasn’t going any further. This was now purely about the pleasure.

“I love you,” he said. “I’ve always loved you. When I saw you at the wedding, before then I saw you with your mother.”

“I know.”

He kept moving inside me, and I wrapped my legs around his thighs, feeling every bit of him inside me. “I knew you were my mate. I scented you before you revealed.”

I nodded, because I knew he was mine too. Happy that I felt the same bond with Jackson and Luca.

“You’re mine Tilly,” he said, his voice was almost a beg of need.

I locked eyes with him for three seconds. And I should have hesitated, I should have been worried about what I was about to do. But as I looked into his eyes—eyes that once haunted me—now all I saw was home.

“I love you,” I said, and I turned my head, presenting him my neck. His eyes widened, but he didn’t wait to ask if I was sure. This was my way of showing him how much I loved him, and I knew he was mine.

I felt the pressure before the pain and cried out as his teeth sunk into my flesh and his knot lodged even deeper and fuller. Something I didn’t think that was possible.

And I felt it—the bond flickered to life.

I was on a high. I could have sung from the rooftops. My body clamped around his knot, my climax grew. He was groaning against me, expelling his scent, and at that I exploded with a shout. He spilled inside me as my pussy throbbed and it was only then I realised he still clamped his mouth around my neck.

He purred as he licked at the spot. Our bodies locked together. Not that I was complaining about that. Not when he still rolled his hips against mine.

He was starting again.