Chapter 51 Knot

• Marek’s POV
• He smirked at my words.
• My legs were jelly, my thighs shaking so hard I knew the only thing keeping me upright was Nolan’s cock still lodged deep inside me and his arm banded across my chest like iron. Cum and blood dripped slow and obscene down my skin, mixing with the sweat that glued us together. Every breath dragged the scent of him into my lungs—pine and gunpowder and something darker that lived under his skin now, something that had started bleeding into me the first time he’d knotted me and never left.