Believe It or Knot: Part One (Runaway Omega, #1)

by Harper Wylde

“The name’s Leo, but I’ll answer to ‘god’ if that’s what you want to call me.”

Whoever thought getting consent wasn’t sexy was a douche. Hearing a woman tell you they wanted you to do wicked things to their body was the biggest turn on.

“I’m just realizing I might be more broken than I realized,” I whispered. Eli made a distressed sound, and before I knew it, he was back in front of me. Dropping my hand, he gently cupped my face. “You’re not broken, Love.”

Right. Because that wasn’t awkward at all. You’re invited to come fuck my brains out for the next three to five days. Please RSVP and don’t forget to check whether you’d like the chicken or the steak to be served during our intermittent food breaks.