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I wanted to tease him more, but I’d lost the capacity to speak. My brain had sunk into full omega zone, and I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the stretch I was craving from his knot.
“So fucking beautiful,” Kit murmured. “I love the way you blush all the way down your chest. Love the sounds you make, the fuckingscentof you. I could watch you all day.”
His words completely undid me. I came with a desperate gasp for air, dragged into an orgasm so intense it felt like I’d drown in it.
So good. How was it always so good with him?
“Knot,” I gasped, rocking my hips back, attempting to take Kit’s knot.
Except for some unexplainable reason, his fuckinghandwas in the way, wrapped around it the way my cunt was meant to be.
“Nuh-uh, omega. I don’t think so. I’d hardly be able to keep my hands to myself if we were knotted together, would I?”
I let out a full-blown gasp of outrage as Kit’s movements shuddered to a halt, his cum almost immediately running down my thighs without his knot in place to stop it.
A little bit furious and a lot feral with horniness, I pulled away, crawling around until I was facing him, my mouth level with his still leaking cock.
“Don’t be mad, Margot mine. I know how crazy this drove you at Bryce and Kane’s party.”
Margot mine.
But I wasn’t his. With a little time and space, Kit would recognise that too. He’d probablythankme for my clearheadedness someday.
For now, I just wasn’t going to acknowledge the term of endearment. I’d swoon if I did.
“I’m annoyed that you worked out I had a knot denial kink before I did.” I shot Kit a challenging look through my eyelashes before swallowing his still-twitching cock as far as I could, sucking down his cum and the slick on his shaft in one smooth movement.
“Fuck!” Kit rasped, his grip on his knot looking almost painful as he massaged the thick flesh, sending another gush of cum down my throat. “You’re full of surprises, Margot mine.”
I hummed, suckling down every drop of arousal I could get, only retreating when I’d drained him dry.
“I am. Next time, I want your knot.”
“So bossy,” Kit teased, cupping my jaw and leaning down to give me a filthy kiss. “Be a good omega, and we’ll see.”
Chapter 17
Noneofushadbeen ready to leave come Sunday evening, and while Sundaynighthad been incredible, driving back to London at six am on Monday after a weekend like that was a special kind of hell.
Kit had reluctantly headed into the city for a meeting with his agent that he’d been putting off for weeks apparently, while I’d headed home with Nico and Violet in time for a nine am conference call.
I’d managed to be mostly on my A-game at the start of the call when we were discussing what I needed to hand over before my heat leave began, but now they were discussing a deal that would likely take place while I was away, and my focus was drifting.
The teeny second bedroom that I used as an office was at the front of the flat, overlooking the quiet street. I stared out the window, entertaining the idea for just a moment that I could do this job from anywhere.
That was the whole point of it. I’d been deliberately herded into this particular role because a good omega was at her alpha’s beck and call, safely ensconced in the home where their protector didn’t need to worry about them.
I’d only ever seen it as a negative. A cruel jab at my singleness even, since the alpha partner I worked under was mated to an omega who stayed home to care for their five children. But maybe I’d been too quick to write off the benefits that came with working from home.
And maybe spending time with Kit, who was so well-travelled—and actually going on a trip this past weekend instead of cancelling to make someone else’s life easier—had me entertaining the possibilities.
I still needed a nest. I couldn’t live on the road, travelling all the time the way he did. But I could take extended holidays and work from a sunny seaside villa somewhere. Have a change of scenery. Leave the country, so no one could call on me to do anything for them.
That was probably a selfish thought.
“Right, I think that’s everything,” Reuben said, accepting a coffee from someone off-screen. “Margot, if we don’t speak again beforehand, we’ll organise a meeting when you’re… back in action, as it were.”
“Sounds great,” I replied with a forced smile, pretending we weren’t all now thinking about my heat. How delightful. “Have a good day, everyone.”
