EMBER’S POV

I sob, nodding frantically, the image burning into my brain.

“I’d let the whole world watch—just don’t stop—”

“That’s my perfect omega,” he praises, voice dripping sin, hand sliding from my hair to collar my throat, fingers pressing into the sides just enough to make me lightheaded, just enough to make every sensation sharper. “My greedy, cock-drunk little slut. No one else gets this. No one else gets to watch you fall apart. Say it.”

“Only you—only ever you—Knox—”

He bites down on my shoulder hard enough to mark, hard enough that I’ll see his teeth in my skin tomorrow, and I moan so loud it echoes.

His...