Chapter 28

NATALEE

Though I knewI was forgiven, I still felt a bit awkward and shy around Knot during the following days, despite how exceedingly attentive he was to me in the aftermath of my fateful adventure. He gave me more random hugs and kisses than usual, often approaching from behind to encircle me in his arms. He also insisted on fixing lunch and dinner on several occasions.

The most embarrassing thing, however, was when he insisted on inspecting my bottom each night before bed. He would order me to lay stomach-down atop the covers, then he would pull my nightdress up to expose my ass cheeks.

On the fourth night after my switching, I expected he might forgo this ritual, as the evening prior he’d commented that the marks were almost completely faded.

When I heard his footfalls in the hallway, I hurried to bed and crawled under the covers. My heart raced and my blood heated as a quaking pulse built between my thighs.

Well, even though the nightly inspections were embarrassing, part of me still enjoyed them. The gentle way he caressed my bottom was nice, and I also liked when he claimed me from behind after I became wet and achy during his ministrations.

Knot appeared in the doorway and paused as he looked straight at me. His expression was filled with warmth but also unmistakable lust. My breath caught in my throat, and I swallowed hard. When he stepped into the room, his masculine scent reached me. A fresh woodsy scent that never failed to incite my desires.

“Why are you under the covers, wife?” He sank down beside me.

I flushed. “I-I don’t think an inspection is necessary. The marks from my switching are nearly faded. You said so yourself last night.”

He flipped the covers off me and made a swirling gesture with his hand. “I would like to inspect your bottom cheeks one last time, human female. Turn over on your stomach, please.”

I almost huffed dramatically. Almost. I supposed that was a sign that the awkwardness and shyness were fading, if I was feeling so comfortable around Knot that I was ready to sass him. After taking a deep breath, I nodded and said, “Yes, sir,” and slowly turned on to my stomach.

He drew my nightdress upward, revealing my backside to his gaze. I peered over my shoulder and thrilled at the growing heat in his eyes, and a glance at his crotch showed his trousers had already become too tight.

He commenced massaging my bottom, taking a cheek in each hand. I couldn’t restrain a sigh of pleasure as he kneaded each mound with utmost gentleness. I no longer felt any residual soreness from the switching, and I suspected that meant the marks had faded entirely. He confirmed my suspicions a moment later.

“Your ass is as pale and unmarred as the first time I saw it, weeks ago when I won you at the auction,” he commented, and I found myself smiling as I recalled that fateful night when he’d saved me from having to go upstairs with another male.

“Very funny,” I said with a smirk.

He chuckled briefly and continued stroking my cheeks, then nudged my thighs apart. “Hm. I’ve barely touched you and you’re already soaking wet. And your clit is swollen and protruding from your folds.” He spread my ass wider and held it open, and though he’d seen my bottom hole plenty of times and had even shoved his fingers inside it, I couldn’t help but flush.

A moan drifted from me, and my center momentarily lifted from the bed as I sought friction in my nether area. The ache in my core deepened, and I gasped with relief when Knot finally took mercy on me and softly traced my pulsing nubbin.

“Oh, gods.” I clawed at the covers and jerked my hips again, praying he would increase the pressure on my clit. “Please please please.”

“Please what?”

“I need… I need you inside me, sir. Please.”

He growled and leaned down to kiss the fully healed mating bite on my shoulder. Pleasure zinged through my entire body. It seemed every time he touched the mating bite, I became wanton and needy and frantic for his touch. My scalp also prickled with sensation, and I felt dizzy with lust.

“Very well, wife. I suppose I shall take pity on you and give you the hard fucking you so desperately need.”

I did my best imitation of an orc-growl and glared at him, causing him to chuckle again. He stroked my hair from my face and placed a soft kiss to my cheek, and when he pulled back, my throat burned at the affection that gleamed in his dark eyes.

Gods, I loved this male.

In a few short weeks, he’d become my whole world.

He placed two pillows beneath me, arranged my bottom high in the air, and guided my thighs wide apart. He rose from the bed only long enough to strip off his clothing, and my pulse skittered as I took in the sight of his naked form. His long, thick cock jutted out from his muscular body.

Heat engulfed me and I trembled with need, anxious for the hard fucking he’d promised.

In the days following my punishment, he’d been nothing but gentle when he claimed me. But tonight, I needed more. I wanted him as untamed and rough as he’d been when he’d captured me in the forest.

He got on the bed and situated himself between my spread thighs, holding my cheeks spread wide as he pushed his shaft halfway inside me. I bucked in place and tried to entice him to impale me fully. He swatted my bottom.

“Settle down, human female. I will set the pace. Not you.”

I groaned and fisted the covers in my hands.

He teased me at first, shoving inside me halfway only to withdraw completely, then drove part way inside me again. It was maddening, and I struggled to remain still and endure his torment. In between thrusts, he occasionally allowed the tip of his shaft to brush over my clit, and I soon felt the moisture from my core escaping onto my inner thighs.

Suddenly, without warning, he grasped my hips and surged inside, driving to the hilt in one gloriously hard thrust.

Then the frenzied pounding began. That was the only way I could describe it. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room as he slammed into my pussy again and again. It didn’t take long for a quaking release to descend on me, and I cried out as my inner muscles contracted around his plunging cock during the waves of pleasure.

He paused only once to lean down and kiss the mating bite, which prompted another climax almost immediately following the first. Breathless and lightheaded, I gasped through the intense release as he resumed pounding me hard.

He came with a feral roar that vibrated through me as he pumped his seed deep in my core.

After withdrawing from my center, he gathered me in his arms and held me tight. His eyes met mine and a moment of tenderness passed between us. He nuzzled my nose and then kissed my forehead, and Gods how his sweetness made me melt.

“I love you, Natalee,” he said. “With all my heart.”

My throat burned. “I love you too, Knot.”

“Tomorrow morning, I’ll take you to visit Logan’s grave,” he said, taking me by surprise. “You should be able to ride a horse comfortably.”

“Oh, Knot, thank you.” I hugged him tight.

Exhausted from our vigorous lovemaking, we soon drifted to sleep in one another’s arms.