Chapter 25 Knotting In Her

• Sage
• The knot held us locked together, pulsing in slow, heavy waves that dragged aftershocks from both of us. Every few seconds her walls fluttered around the swell, milking another weak spurt from me until my vision blurred at the edges. I was spent, utterly wrecked, but the rut still thrummed low in my blood, content for the moment to simply keep us joined.
• Eve’s breath came in shallow, trembling pants against my throat. Her body was limp beneath mine, wrists still bound above her head, skin slick with sweat and slick with us. I could feel her heartbeat racing against my chest, frantic as a bird’s, and something fiercely protective rose up to drown the last of the rut’s aggression.