Page 67 of Her Knotty Alphas

By the end of the day, my omega is a content little bundle in my chest, and when Noah points out that if we all sleep in the nest together, the bed will be absolutelyfilledwith their scents.

When I fall asleep with Enzo at my back and Noah facing me, his legs entangled with mine, I realize that if I thought I was sleeping well with just their scents, maybe that means I've never had a good night's sleep.

Chapter 29

Hannah

Leather and tobacco tickle my nose as I blink my eyes open. "Good morning,reinita," Enzo's voice rumbles as he comes into focus. He's sexily sleep rumpled, his hair a little bit of a mess, but I find that I like it like that. I've discovered he goes to bed shirtless and with only sleep pants on, and before I realize what I'm doing, my fingers are tracing the lines of his muscular chest.

"Good morning, alpha," I lean in, pressing a kiss to his lips, which he gladly returns. It's been a week since I fainted at work and ended up in the hospital, and I've never been happier.

Things with my alphas are going great, if not a little…one sided. Don't get me wrong, I get orgasms upon orgasms, but when I try to return the favor, or heaven forbid, havesexwith them, all I get is a little rehearsed speech about how they want to make sure I know they aren't only with me because of the scent match. And I get it, I really do. But after a week of not being able to touch my alphas…

I mean, it's been literal torture, being surrounded by sweet, sexy-as-hell alphas who walk around shirtless half the time,muscular bodies on display, and I'm not allowed to touch them back yet. Well, all except Charlie. He's holding himself back for some reason. He cuddles me a lot, gives me casual touches, and makes sure to let me know I'm wanted, but…that's it. The other guys kiss me and give me orgasms, but I want to hear Austin's little moans of pleasure as he comes undone. Find out how Enzo sounds when he loses control.

Instead, I get sweet, respectful kisses.

Which, don't get me wrong, I love the kissing. But I think I'm ready for some respectful railing at this point.

The day after I got home from the hospital, I hopped on a three-way call with Cady and Wren, letting them know I had officially moved in with the pack. I had been pretty mad at Cady when I first woke up, but I guess I can't argue with the end result, which is the fact that Charlie and I figured out what really happened back when I was sixteen.

After forty-eight hours entrenched in their scents, it was like my omega had woken up from a fog that I didn't even realize she was in.

"How did you sleep, my love?" He asks, pulling me closer so my face is in his chest. I inhale his scent from there, feeling boneless with warmth.

"So good," my back arches as I stretch my arms over my head, "where is everyone? I know Charlie had practice this morning."

"Noah got called into the office," Enzo says, pushing a wayward strand of hair behind my ear. "And Austin…I believe he got up early to make you breakfast."

My heart fills with…something, as I think about my Southern gentleman tiptoeing out of bed to make me something to eat.

"Thank you," he says suddenly, looking at me with those dark brown eyes.

"For what?" I ask, genuinely confused.

"For letting us take care of you, of course. I can already tell your omega is much happier."

"And me." I snuggle back into his chest.

"The most important part," he concedes, tilting my chin up so he can kiss me again. The movement is slow and sensual, somehow ten times more intimate than our moment when we got carried away on our date. A little moan escapes me when his tongue teases my mouth open, and in the next moment, his pajama bottom covered erection is rubbing right against my clothed pussy.

The pressure sends delicious tingles up my spine, and after a week with no kind of relief, I'm already almost tipping over the edge. His hips falter for a moment before pushing against me harder, and then he pulls back on a gasp. "I'm sorry, Hannah, I shouldn't have—"

"Please don't stop, Enzo," I nearly whine, pulling him back to me and hiking one leg over his waist to pull him closer. "I'm so close." A little growl leaves him as he consumes my mouth, one hand gripping my ass to hold me closer as he grinds into me again.

The friction of him against me is absolutely delicious, and even though I haven't seen his cock outside his pants yet, based on what I'm feeling now, it's going to be glorious.

My hips start moving against him, seeking the release that's been building up over the last week, and when he gasps into my mouth, I feel the first spurt of hot wetness leaking through his pants. That's what does it.

I tumble over the edge in a free fall, throwing my head back as I cry out, his continued thrusts helping me ride out the remainder of my orgasm.

"Fuck…Hannah, Hannah, Hannah," He moans, pressing his face into my shoulder, riding out his own release. Breathing heavily, we meet each other's gaze, his eyes wide as he looksat me before he lets out a laugh of disbelief. "Gods, Hannah, I haven't come in my pants in at least fifteen years."

A giggle that sounds foreign to my own ears leaves me. "Sorry for breaking your streak." Then I put my finger on my chin like I'm thinking. "You know what? Nope. Not sorry at all. Actually, this makes me two for two. Maybe I'll try to get Noah and Charlie to come in their pants too."

Enzo barks out a laugh before kissing me again. It's not slow, but it's not trying to lead to anything else either. It's just a kiss because he's…happy.

Idid that.

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