Sold To The Alphas I Hate novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Marking

Kael’s POV

I leaned over her, kissed her deeply, and then moved to her neck.

It was time to mark her.

But I would not knot her.

The thought of my knot hurting her made my chest tighten. She was a pureblood and could survive it, I knew that, but I could not bear to see her bleed. More than that, I did not want her to carry another child yet when she still had to meet her first one. I had to be sure to pull out before the knot took her.

Slowing my pace, I buried my face against her neck. My lips brushed over the place I had chosen, my tongue sliding across it, wet and hot, where my teeth would sink in.

She was trembling on the edge of release again—this would be her last. I bit down, sinking my teeth into her flesh, and she gasped loud and sharp. Pain mingled with ecstasy as her orgasm tore through her, shaking her violently beneath me.

I held my teeth there until I felt it—the bond forming. There was no other tie to stop it, no barrier to stand between us. Her wolf and mine, our souls, entwined at last.

She was my mate now.

The thought overwhelmed me, and yet the instinct to knot her rose like a storm, threatening to consume me. I was about to pull out, desperate to keep control, but—

The crazed mate beneath me suddenly surged with strength, flipping me onto my back. She straddled me, hips moving with fierce determination around my cock.

Her wolf must have known what I intended. She was starving for my knot, desperate for it, and I had been about to deny her.

"Eira..." I tried to push her away, but it was too late.

My release hit like a tidal wave, my mind obliterated by the force of it. The last shred of rationality was destroyed as I thrust helplessly into her, pouring everything inside.

A gasp ripped from me as my body jerked. I felt my knot swell, stretching her as it locked us together.

Her head tilted back in pleasure, the kind only a knot could give, her gasps wild and erotic as she bent forward, collapsing onto my chest.

I went still, knowing any movement could make my knot hurt her now.

Her soft, undone body lay pressed against my torso. My hands wrapped around her, cradling her as if to soothe her even while we remained locked together.

We were going to stay locked like this at least for an hour, bound until my knot would release her. I felt the slick warmth along my cock and for an instant feared it was blood.

But there was no scent of it. Relief swept through me.

Holding her in my arms as she lay atop me, I stroked her back gently, smoothing the tangles of her hair.

She had fallen asleep, utterly spent, her breathing soft and steady, her heartbeat calming after its wild rhythm.

Lucian’s POV

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