Haejun's movements became more erratic. I could feel his body tensing behind me, muscles coiling as he approached his climax.
The knot swelled further, locking us together with a finality that made my omega instincts sing with satisfaction.
This was what my body had been craving—not just the physical relief, but the completion of the claiming.
When Haejun climaxed, the sensation overwhelmed me completely. Heat flooded through me as he pulsed inside, and the unexpected intensity nearly broke my silence.
A sound started to escape—half gasp, half moan—but his hand clamped over my mouth just in time, muffling whatever noise I'd been about to make.
"Stay quiet," he breathed against my ear, his own voice strained.
I could feel everything—the rhythmic pulsing of his knot, the way he twitched inside me with each wave of his release.
We were completely tied together now, his alpha biology ensuring I couldn't pull away even if I wanted to.
