Page 20 of Knot Mine

“Like bliss.” I lie, ignoring the way my fingers twitch with the urge to push back the curl that’s fallen in front of his eyes. My instincts are running wild as a strange feeling under my skin spreads through me like a low simmer. Was my rut coming sooner than I thought? Why was I reacting to the beta before me? It must be because Millie’s pheromones are everywhere in this house. That’s the only logical thing I can think of.

He clears his throat, before pushing past me. “Exactly.”

I’m barely alone in the kitchen for five minutes before Millie comes in, glancing over her shoulder. It’s all wrong, the smell…it’s too soft. Too sweet.

“Hey baby,” she croons, wrapping her arms around my waist as she looks up at me. “My parents adore you! Thank you for charming them tonight.”

Offering her a weak smile, I can’t seem to focus. Why was Shiloh always trying to argue with me? Trying to close me out? I just wanted to be…what? Friends? No. But I didn’t want to be his enemy either.Fuck.

“I think you’re pretty great too…” Millie whispers, placing a soft kiss on my lips as her fingers work on undoing my belt buckle.

Dragged away from thoughts of her pain in the ass brother, I freeze. “What are you doing?”

Her fingers slip below my waist band, brushing against my skin. “I wanna show you just how much I appreciate you.”

Freezing, I exhale slowly. “You don’t have to do that.”

She presses her palm against the bulge in my trousers. “But you’re already rock hard.”

Since when? Why was my cock leaking precum in my pants? I hiss as she pinches the tip. “Someone will see!”

“Not if we’re quick.” She pushes me backwards into the pantry, where we’re a little less obvious and partially hidden by some of the shelving.

I’ll be able to see if anyone comes into the kitchen, but that’s not enough to make me comfortable with the situation.

“Mills, this really isn’t a good idea. They’re waiting for us.”

Ignoring me and dropping to her knees, she makes quick work of pulling out my cock. A wet heat wraps itself around the head of my dick before it vanishes between her perfect red lips.

I can’t believe I’m doing this here. Now. It had been a while since we’d been intimate, between football, college and volunteering, it didn’t leave a lot of time for sex. It had never been a priority for us, which was surprising considering how our relationship had started.

Weaving my hands into her curls, I close my eyes, throwing my head back as I try to focus on the blowjob at hand. My mind doesn’t seem to want to play ball as I start wondering what Shiloh picked up in that sex shop, the Velvet Knot. I can’t believe I’d run into him and Bell when I left my session at the community center. I’d almost done one of those comedic double-takes as my brain registered what I was seeing.

Millie pulls back to spit messily on my shaft and balls before taking me back into her mouth. Did you know that you could get toys that looked like a mouth? I wonder if he was into that kind of thing. Maybe he preferred something else, after all I wasn’t oblivious to the rumors. Maybe instead of a fleshlight he preferred something a little more filling?

Would an alpha knot knock that smug look off his face? Curb that razor sharp tongue of his as it stretched out his pretty pink hole.

My hips buck, thrusting harder.

Fuck.

Shit.

Was I just picturing her brother? What is wrong with me? I try to step back but Millie’s grabbing my ass, holding me in place as she bobs up and down on my throbbing cock. It feelslike I can’t breathe as my mind goes hazy and my palms sweat. Hurry up and come, I will myself. Just get this done with. And then I could get some fresh air and sort out the jumbled mess of thoughts suffocating me.

A soft exhale makes me crack my eyes open, and standing in the kitchen is Shiloh, holding a bottle of wine, skin flushed as his mossy green gaze locks with mine.

Shit. I should move.

Say something.

Put an end to this.

Instead, I fist Millie’s hair and slowly thrust into her mouth, rolling my hips as I take back control of the situation. The only noise is the sound of Millie spitting and dribbling on my cock with every lazy thrust. I’m surprised she can’t hear the way my heart is hammering in my chest. In the back of my head, I know what I’m doing is wrong. Perverted. Fucked up. But I can’t seem to stop myself as my balls tighten.

A wicked smile has the corner of my mouth lifting as we’re trapped in this frozen moment, where he doesn’t leave and I don’t make him. Shiloh doesn’t look away, and the pink on his cheeks spreads down his neck as I come, my orgasm barreling into me as I let out a low grunt that seems to echo over the kitchen tiles, like a pebble skipping across a lake.

Millie gags as she swallows me back down to the root, nose buried in my pubes with a satisfied groan. The thread between us and the hold it has on us snaps, breaking the spell we’re under.

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