Page 37 of Knight’s Seduction

“Okay?” he rasped.

“Uh-huh.” The color in her cheeks darkened even more.

“You want more, baby?”

Her fingers dug into his back. “Yes…more.”

Fuck. She felt so good. Perfect. Sweat beaded his brow as he withdrew a little and slid back in, deeper this time. He pressed his forehead to hers, panting, trembling harder, fighting the urge to slam his hips forward.

She was a virgin, and he was big. Hurting her would kill him, so he held back with everything he had.

Meredith licked her lips. “More.”

He gave her more, and fuck him, she was killing him an inch at a time. “You sore?”

“No, not really. But I-I feel so incredibly full. It feels good, so g-good.” Her hips wriggled under him, pushing him a little deeper. “I want...need you to move. Please move.”

With those words, his control dissolved. With a long groan, he slid the rest of the way inside her, until she had taken every impossibly hard inch of him.

Her nails scraped his skin, her eyes glazing over.

He slid out and pushed back in and then he was lost…and found again, moving inside his female. He didn’t take his eyes off her as he took her, and the pleasure on her face only increased his own. The way she clung to him, asking him without words to move faster, harder. Every part, every moment of it was perfect.

Life altering.

As if his heart burst wide open and Meredith was poured inside before it was put back together. She became a part of him while he took her, while he moved inside her—

Something glittered in his mind’s eye. Silver and fine. So beautiful he gasped and buried his face against the side of Meredith’s throat, needing her to hold him, ground him.

“I see something, and it’s, it’s so beautiful…oh god.” He didn’t have to think about it, he reached for it. In his mind, he grabbed on with everything he had.

He roared as Meredith cried out, coming with him, squeezing around his dick so hard that stars danced behind his lids. He moved against her, inside her, kissing and holding her as wave after wave of pleasure washed through them both.

She was his.

Meredith was his and he was hers and nothing would ever, could ever, change it. He’d make sure of it.

Hours later, they were still in bed, wrapped in each other’s arms.

Meredith kissed his chest and lifted her head, her dark blond hair wild and sexy around her face. “I love you, Kryos.”

They hadn’t said the words before, but there was no doubt they’d both been feeling it. And yeah, he liked hearing it a whole hell of a lot. He brushed her hair back from her lovely face. “I love you, too, sweets.”

“I’ve never heard those words from someone and believed them with my whole heart before.”

“What I feel for you is bigger than those three words. I feel it in every part of me, body and soul,” he said roughly. “And that will never change, not even after an eternity with you.”

A tear slid down her cheek and she pressed her face to his chest, clinging to him. Her love for him, her joy, washing over him in steady waves.

They lay like that for a long time, hands gliding over each other’s bodies, murmuring sweet things, unable to get enough, and he knew it would always be like this. He’d never been surer of anything in his life.

A little while later, she looked down at him again, a small smile playing at the edges of her lips. “So when will your brothers find their mates? Soon I hope. I’ve always wanted sisters.”

Yeah, he wanted this for his brothers. Each of them deserved it. This gift. Their reward. To be loved by their mates, to love them in return so absolutely.

“I wish I knew.” Then he chuckled. “But I can’t wait for the show.”

She lightly hit his chest, then laughed as well.