Page 95 of Knot Unwanted: Part Two

“My family…” He swallows hard. “They…the reason I was driving so fast that night…the reason?—”

I turn my face, placing a kiss on his palm, which silences him.

“I know,” I whisper. “Stone and Jax told me everything. I know what you were running from.”

His Adam’s apple bobs. “They wanted you, Finn. I couldn’t?—”

Stepping on tippy-toes, I press a kiss to his lips. Ren stiffens, then groans.

From the bed, Hailey stirs, a soft sound of waking that draws both our attention. Her eyes flutter open, finding us in the doorway, and a smile spreads across her face—sleepy and content.

“Hey,” she murmurs, her voice hoarse from three days of heat-induced cries. “You brought food.”

“Figured you might be hungry,” I say, moving toward the nest with Ren close behind.

She stretches, the movement languid and catlike. “Starving, actually.”

We set the tray down beside her, and she immediately reaches for the coconut water, drinking deeply. The simple act of watching her take care of herself fills me with a quiet joy. Three days ago, I wasn’t sure I’d ever see her again. Now, she’s here. Safe. With us.

“How are you feeling?” Ren asks, his voice gentler than I’ve heard it in years. He makes no move to touch her, his hands clasped behind his back.

“Better,” she says. “Still…warm. But not like before. I can think better now but…” Her cheeks warm, her gaze lingering on Ren’s for a moment before he looks away. There’s a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. What the hell was that?

“But you want more.” I smile, deciding to bring up the obvious and dispel this tension.

Hailey’s cheeks grow hotter before she nods.

Ren’s eyes shift from the floor to me, gaze locking with mine. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll make sure you’re thoroughly sated.” And from the look in his eyes, I know he’s not only talking to Hailey, he’s talking to me, too.

Hailey licks coconut water from her lips, her gaze flickering between Ren and me. Ren’s fingers twitch like he wants to touch her, but won’t let himself.

Sweet idiot.

I nudge his shoulder. “She won’t break, Ren.”

Hailey’s eyes gleam. “I might.” Her voice is a rasp, but her smile is pure mischief. “But I’d like to find out.”

Ren freezes.

Jax’s chuckle rumbles from the doorway. “Still greedy, little omega?” He leans against the frame, arms crossed, but his scent betrays him—cedar and spice thickening with desire.

Hailey’s breath hitches. “Always.”

Stone enters, hand landing on my lower back, warm and steady. “You good, Finn?”

I should be exhausted. Three days of heat, of wrangling alphas and soothing Hailey, offeelingso much shared between us. But the look in Hailey’s eyes—half-lidded,hungry—sends a fresh curl of heat down my spine.

“Yeah,” I murmur, watching Jax prowl toward the nest. “I think we’re just getting started.”

Chapter 20

Hailey

The heat isn’t done with me yet.

It simmers low in my belly, and my bodyremembers.

It remembers the feel of Finn’s cock deep in my throat, the taste of him, the way he’d gripped my hair, holding me steady as I took him all in. It remembers the hard press of Ren’s knot inside me, stretching me, filling me, claiming me as his. And the cum…so much cum…staining the nest, a tangible reminder of their possession. I vaguely remember my fingers, slick and sticky, rubbing it into the fibers of the blankets, the musky and intoxicating scent of it filling my senses as I drifted back to sleep.

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