Page 21 of Knot in Their Wildest Dreams: Part 1

My breath caught as I realized I was slowly being sandwiched between the two alphas. The sounds of the club faded away as my body lit up with the excitement of having one behind me, his breath tingling on my neck as he leaned into me, and the other looking down at me as he inched closer. Now both of their hands were on me, dancing with me as their touch lit me up, skimming across my skin in a way that was light enough to not be disrespectful, but looked borderline taboo to anyone watching.

I wanted more. I wanted their hands fully on me, and our clothes gone. I wanted to see all of them, rivalry be damned. Liam’s chest was so close to my face that I wanted to nuzzle into it and whine loud enough that his alpha instincts would force him to take me right here in front of everyone. I wanted to push my backside into Vigo, egg him on until he joined us. I was so hot with desire that I was surprised I didn’t somehow let perfume out and fill my panties with slick. And I knew they would do what I wanted. I felt their heartbeats on either side of me, pounding so quickly I thought they might go into a rut. Their breaths were heavy, and I looked up to see Liam’s normally composed face staring at me with half lust and half agony.

“You like being in control, don’t you little brat?” Vigo whispered, noticing his pack-mate’s reaction. I tried not to let his voice push me over the edge.

“Being in control comes naturally to me, Vigo,” I shot back, a teasing smile creeping onto my lips. “But maybe that’s a challenge to someone who thrives on acting so dominant.” I could almost feel his shock that I talked back to him. They were still dancing so closely to me, and so sensually that I could barely handle it. I knew if I didn't get out of this soon, my resolve would break.

Liam’s pupils were so big they made his deep green eyes appear black. He wasn’t even talking, just focusing all of his control. Vigo gave a soft, dangerous laugh, his breath tickling my neck and making me bite my lip. Liam’s eyes widened and a low growl filled the air.

“You really think you can challenge me?” Vigo said with bemusement.

Without another thought, I turned to face him fully, closing the space between us. The challenge in his eyes ignited something daring in me. “Why don’t I show you?” I said, my voice playful as I gave no indication what I would do next.

Then, before he could react, I leaned in and pressed my lips to his. It was a quick, bold kiss that caught him off guard, an explosion of heat flooding through me as our mouths met. I felt his surprise melt into something deeper, a flicker of molten lava that would ignite either passion, or war between us.

I pulled back, and could only register the shock in his face for a moment before strong hands pulled him away from me.

Dante was there. He looked at me, his face stone-like, but fury hiding in his eyes. “Enough! Photos of us are already online!” He said between gritted teeth as he glared between me, Vigo and Liam. I turned to see the faces and phones of half the club turned toward us, and cringed at the number of angles there would be of me being practically groped by two members of Pack Lockwood. Dante inserted himself between Liam and I next, his dark eyes and hair contrasting against the gold and green of Liam’s frame. “It’s time to go.”

My heart dropped, a wave of shock crashing over me. Faces filled with surprise and curiosity were locked onto us, whispers buzzing despite the deep thumping of the bass throughout the venue. I had pushed it too far, letting my hormones dictate my moves. In an attempt to tease the pack in retaliation, I’d given them exactly what they wanted for the tabloids.

Embarrassment crept up my neck, heat flooding my cheeks.What have I done?

I shot a quick glance at Vigo, whose expression had transformed from shock to that familiar cocky grin.Of course he’s enjoying this.

Dante ushered us out of the club, and I felt my wave of euphoria crash around me as I was reminded that everything we did wasn’t real. As much as I wanted them, I couldn’t let myself get lost in these feelings. Not if I wanted to win.

Vigo passed by me as we entered the car, sliding into his seat with a pleased look on his face.

“Was thatactinggood enough for you?” I asked him, staring at my nails as the car started. He just shook his head and tried to bite back a smile before he responded.

“Game on, sweetheart.”

Chapter 14

Liam

The ride back home felt like a fever dream. We’d been successful by all means - our goal was to make it look like we went on a real date, and get some photos of Celeste with us for the media. She’d begrudgingly gone along with it, until she flipped the tables and started leaningtoointo her role. When she touched me, I nearly blacked out. I hadn’t had a woman touch me like that in forever - and I’d never had a reaction so strong. It took me several minutes and some deep concentration not to lose control right there in public and whisk her away somewhere where I could show her exactly what she was doing to me.

Then, when she straddled me, I lost it.

It was the single most difficult moment of my life. Every alpha instinct in me wanted her, in a way I’d never wanted anyone before. I was simply confused aboutwhy. Yes, I’d been in a dry spell, but wanting someone this badly didn’t make sense. And I couldn’t stand her. At least not her personality - but every atom of my being craved her body. Her core was directly on my erection at one point, and if we didn’t have clothes on I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold back an incoming rut. I had to practically throw her off of me and get my head straight.

And after that steamy dance, I was even more worked up. I’d intended to set up some nice vantage points of all three of us for the spectators, but forgot about them completely when I felt her against me, and saw the way she reacted to Vigo caressing her from behind. Seeing the two of them looking so into each other was making me more excited than I could remember. My mind instantly went to what it would be like in a heat with her, how she would look with my cock in her, knotting her until she screamed my name.

And then I felt guilt. She was the reason our business was being sabotaged left and right. She was the cause of most of our headaches. And worst of all, she was a ruthless sociopath who caused my packmate immeasurable harm, and would continue to do so unless we stopped her.

Remembering the look on Dante’s face as he pulled us away from her made me feel shame that cut through me like a knife. How had I let a simple omega make me forget my purpose in an instant? I had to get back on track and stick to the plan. Luckily, Celeste had turned back into her cold, uncaring self on the ride home. It helped to solidify that fact that she really was a manipulative, conniving person. Looking at her now, she merely stared out the window, seated far away, her arms crossed as she ignored us. Dante was scowling, and Vigo had a smirk on his face. I couldn’t blame him though - he loved a challenge.

But I was supposed to be the leader, the responsible one - I always had been. My upbringing in the Eastern Province shaped me, instilling a relentless drive to create change. My parents had always believed that no matter the odds, the world could be better if enough people did the right thing. They taught me that integrity wasn’t just an ideal, it was a choice, one that mattered even when the scales were tipped against you.

I wanted to make a difference.

My parents worked hard to provide a life and an education for me, even when they could have dabbled in less than legal things to get more money. We lived in a lower middle-class area, and saw firsthand how those with money ran things. And the easiest way to get, and stay, on top was to be evil. But my parents never gave in. They made sure to show through example that you could live a good life, and be a good person, despite the temptations and challenges that existed in our province. I studied and stayed out of trouble, working hard to be as educated as possible to give myself a leg up.

I wanted to be different. I wanted to show that you could be successful and still make the world better, even in the Eastern Province. I was already a genius with tech, and knew with the right people on my side I’d go even farther.

After I met my future packmates, I knew we’d be a force to reckon with. They were just as talented and shared the same vision, especially Dante. We were still teenagers when we came up with a radical new concept, something that could shake the system, and from that spark, Manticore Technologywas born.

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