All Chapters of Knotting the Hunter: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

NoahThe widest part of him pops through and my body slams shut behind it like a trap.Sound leaves the room. Air leaves me. The stretch blows straight past possible, one white-hot second of too much, too much, too much...Then it tips over into exactly enough, and I go off like a struck match.No hand on my cock. Nothing touching it at all. I cum in ropes across the blankets anyway, screaming something that has letters in it but isn't words, clamped down around the fattest part of him while my whole body wrings itself out from the inside.Dax roars into my shoulder. His teeth find the mark he put there and close over it, almost hard enough to break the skin, definitely enough to leave indentations, and that turns out to be wired straight to everything below my waist.I grip him harder from the inside. He bucks, swears and floods me.Heat. Deep. So much of it. He keeps pulsing and my body keeps taking it, milking him for more like it's been starving for exactly this, and every pull dr

DaxThe growl won't shut off.It's still rolling out of my chest in long, low pulls, and Noah's gone very still in my arms. His heart taps fast against my forearm. The warm drench of his scent thins at the edges.Braced. As if any of this fury could ever be aimed at him.I drag air in and force the sound down until it dies. It takes longer than I'd like to admit."None of that was for you." I put my mouth on the mark and leave it there to comfort him. "Not one single ounce. I need you to feel that."A long breath leaves him. "I know. You're just very loud when you're furious.""I'm very loud always."He huffs out an amused sound. I'll take it."Forget I said anything," he says. "It's heat talk. I say all kinds of shit right now, you've heard me-""It wasn't heat talk."He doesn't answer that. His shoulders creep up instead, and I hate every person who ever taught them the move."You don't have to say the name," I tell the back of his neck."I already know it. Gavin Hunter spent your w

DaxFinn's still performing when I get downstairs."...and I want it noted that we made as much noise as possible to alert you to our approach. Starting in the driveway."He's holding the front door wide for the other two, letting half the snow in the yard blow across my floor, supervising two men who are actually carrying things while he cradles one paper bag with a baguette sticking out of it.Beta privilege.Mato comes through with four grocery bags in each hand, takes one breath of my house, and sets everything down on the kitchen counter very, very carefully."Everything will be staying wide open for the foreseeable future," is all he says."I'm not apologizing for one single molecule in this house.""Nobody asked you to. Nobody would dare."And that's the end of it, because Cody's in the door now, cheeks pink from the cold, stopping just inside like he wants to check the place is real before he commits to it."Missed this house," he says to the hallway in general, and I’m weirdl

DaxShe takes her time crossing the hall, which gives me plenty of time to place her.Petra.We hooked up a while back, when I never said no to anybody fun. It ended the way all of those ended.No fight, no feelings, nothing worth carrying around this long. I couldn't name the last time we spoke. We made that little of an impression on each other.At least I thought we did, but she’s clearly got something on her mind right now.She’s spent the whole evening holding the same full glass and never drank from it, and I noticed.Counting my pack is a habit I can't switch off.A person who comes to a party and doesn't touch her drink didn't come for the party. She came here to do something. Looks like I'm about to find out what.'I don't like her walk,' the wolf growls. 'She's coming over here to stir up trouble.'My thumb's still wet from Noah's teeth.Thirty seconds ago my entire evening had reorganized itself around dragging him to the truck, then into our bed, and getting out of this sh

DaxThe look on his face when I say it could keep me warm for a decade.Pale green squeezed down to a thin ring around blown-dark pupils.My mark on his neck, his hands locked around my wrists, and a hunger moving through his expression that he's not bothering to hide anymore.I did that.Me, and one honest sentence.'Finally,' my wolf sighs, stretching out inside me like an emperor settling into a bath. 'Our Omega is going to claim us again properly. Lie still and be worshipped.'This is the same beast who had an absolute hissy fit the first time Noah topped.There will be no argument from me. I like it when he takes charge.Noah releases my wrists. I leave them where he put them, and his breath catches when he sees it."Under my pillow," I tell him."Of course it is."He leans across me, digs under the pillow, and comes back with the lube."You planned this.""I plan everything. It's why my life keeps working out.""Your life keeps working out because you're lucky and pretty.""That