The Alpha's Warlock
he growled, and thrust again, his knot starting to swell, stretching me open.
He came deep inside me in spurt after spurt, and I let myself go, let all of it go, all of my hang-ups about being the perfect alpha. My knot pressed into his hand as his come heated me from the inside. Declan let out a low, strangled groan, forcing his knot as deeply into me as he possibly could. It echoed my own knot, and it felt fucking incredible, allowing myself this part of my sexuality, of my nature.
“I want to bite you,” Declan gasped, and my eyes flew open.