Page 29 of Knot Enough

“Maybe we should make a new pack rule where you can’t wear anything around the house except lingerie.” I mused, out loud. Lydia’s eyes widened in mock horror.

“Please don’t, I like wearing your clothes.” She admitted. A jolt of lust coursed through my body, but I ignored it. Her enjoying this experience was much more important than my pleasure.

“You're right. I like seeing you in my clothes. Fine, just to bed then.” I decided. Before Lydia had a chance to object. I moved my hands from her bra to her shorts. They were longer than I would have liked, but I made quick work of taking them off. I tossed them away too and stared down at Lydia. Her skin had the same pale tone throughout her body. She had freckles in many different places. I wanted to kiss every one I found in my own little game. I wanted to take a picture of her like this, waiting for me, and save it as a wallpaper on my phone.

“You mentioned not being able to provide us with anything since Gabriel is here,” I reminded her. She nodded, her eyes darkening again.I leaned my body so I could slide my hands along her thighs and legs, enjoying how full they were.

“For starters, being in a relationship isn’t about what the other person can provide.” I started. I moved her thighs on top of my shoulders and started to trail a line of kisses on them. “It’s not healthy for one person to be doing more than the other, but that isn’t what’s happening with us, Lydia,” I said firmly. I started kissing her other leg.

“Sex should be something both parties do because they enjoy it. If you don’t, we won’t even consider asking you something like that.” I continued as I put her legs down and moved up her body.

“I want to kiss you, touch you, spend time with you simply because I love your company and personality. I'm sure pretty soon I’ll be in love with you. I feel the same way about Gabriel. Both of you make up my world, my life, my goals, and passion. It’s early, and I wanted more time to convince you, to woo you, but these are my feelings, Lydia. Our relationship isn’t about what youcan and cannot provide; it's about enjoying the company of people we want in our lives.” I declared. Lydia’s eyes were filled with tears, threatening to let themselves go. Instead of waiting for her to deny what I was saying, I leaned down to her neck and started sucking. I could feel the vibrations of Lydia’s whine as I continued to another spot. She placed her hands on my chest but didn’t try to stop me. I repeated the process of finding a spot and sucking until both sides of her neck, shoulders, and chest were covered in hickey marks.

At this point, a line of tears had started down Lydia’s face. I was happy to find her eyes held no sign of disbelief.

“You look beautiful, covered in my marks, Lydia,” I commented, rubbing my thumb along the last one I did. Her throat was still tight from her tears, but she giggled nevertheless.

“Possessive, much? I’m going to have trouble wearing tank tops in public.” She complained. I growled at her words.

“You're not allowed to hide these away,” I commanded, putting a little pressure on one of the marks. Not enough to hurt her, never to hurt her, but enough to prove my point. She whined at my action, and her scent deepened. I chuckled and lowered my mouth to her ear.

“You like me being possessive, don’t you?” I teased, nibbling at her ear. She tried moving away, but I grabbed her chin lightly, holding her face in place. I watched for any signs of fear or displeasure from Lydia, but none of that came through.

“Okay, okay, okay, maybe a little.” She admitted, pushing me away from her. A smile of pleasure appeared on my face. I tightened my grip on her and moved both of us so we could face each other while lying in the bed.

“Damn right. You and Gabriel are ours. No one else can have you.” I declared before pulling her closer to me. “Now, let’s start another movie. I, for one, look forward to having you all to myself tonight.” Lydia didn’t say anything but moved even closer to me. I wrapped my arms around her and buried my face into the crook of her shoulder as I waited for her to choose another movie. When the telltale signs for a movie didn’t come I looked up from her neck to see her staring at my wall littered with movie posters. I could feel my face redden.

“You must love movies.” She said, She slipped out of arms to look at the posters more closely.

“Yes, I didn’t leave the house much as a kid, so I watched a ton of movies with Finn and Graham. I loved seeing the heroes win and the villains lose.” I told her. I wrapped my arms around her and stood with her to look at the posters. She was currently studying one with a superhero with hands on his hips standing on top of a skyscraper.

“Why movies though? You could have taken up a sport or something.” She asked her attention fully on me. I returned my gaze to the poster.

“My dad was a film critic, so we had plenty of movies stored away at home. Instead of books we had shelves full of CDs. Despite how tall I was when I was younger the other kids weren’t so nice. Especially when I became friends with omegas more than alphas.” I explained.

“Is that why you became a movie director to make movies that would help people?” She asked. I nodded my head, grateful she didn’t ask about the bullying. If she had asked I would have told her, but the sordid stories I would have to tell her was something I didn’t want to pollute today with.

“Yeah, cliche I know, but as long as I can help people through my movies, I think I could live my life with very little regrets.” I explained. Lydia hummed and continued to stare at the poster until I pulled her and I back on my bed. She laughed as I tickled her sides and she rolled over to face me.

“Just so you know. Sometimes, people like cliches, especially me.” She said before kissing me lightly on my lips.

Chapter 16

Lydia

It was hot. I was hot. Everything felt uncomfortable and warm, which was odd since I was only in my underwear and the socks Sorren gave me. I grumbled, moving away from Sorren’s arms and blankets. I was mad and annoyed, but I didn’t know why. I liked the smell of Sorren’s room, but it was off. I didn’t like it being off. Where was everyone else? Why aren’t they here? They should be here. Why wasn’t Gabriel here to help me with my nest? He’s always here to help me with my nest. I growled in displeasure.

“Mmmm, Lydia, what’s wrong?” Sorren asked. His voice was still husky from being woken up. I growled again, not wanting to use words. Why doesn’t he understand what I need without me saying it? I don’t like it. I don’t like it. I don’t like it. Sorren, sensing my displeasure, moved me into his lap. I enjoyed the coolness of Sorren’s skin against mine. Whining, I nuzzled my face in the crook of his neck.

“It’s okay. I can fix this.” He cooed. He picked me up and walked out of his room. I closed my eyes to focus on the coolness of his body. I wasn’t sure where he was taking me, but he said he would fix it. He’s my alpha. He should be able to fix it. Sorren opened a few different doors before we entered a room that smelled right.

I opened my eyes to find that we were in our nest. It was a large mattress with several shelves encasing it. The one window we did have was covered by a blank out curtain and the walls were painted a light grey. The blankets and pillows were different fabrics and colors. There was no seam of order to the design. A bunk bed was over top. It was a place Gabriel and I could go if we wanted to be close by, but didn’t want to be near bodies. The last time I counted there were over thirty blankets, but that was a year ago. There was no telling how many we had now. I quickly moved out of Sorren’s grasp to enter the nest completely. Everything smelled just like it was supposed to. I moved around the three bodies in the nest to find Gabriel in the middle. I touched his forehead, and just like I suspected, he was warm too. In fact, I would say Gabriel was warmer than I was.

Fear surrounded me like a dark cloud. I couldn’t move, and I didn’t want to move. If the three people in the nest woke up right now, I would be forced toface the fear I’ve had for days. Gabriel most likely sensed the turmoil through the bond. Everything in my body wished he’d stay asleep, but he started to wake up.

“Lydia, what’s got you so scared?” Gabriel asked, sitting up. His hair was everywhere, and his eyes were dark due to his heat. He goes to reach for me, but I move out of the way. My feelings right now were unimportant. We didn’t have long before the haze ruled over Gabriel's mind. Graham and Finn, at the sound of Gabriel’s voice, started stirring too.

I needed to make this nest right, perfect, even. If I wanted this pack to take care of me, I needed to show them I could make a perfect nest. I shooed the three alphas away and let Gabriel remain in the middle while I molded the blankets around him. I covered the clothes with blankets and pillows so they could absorb the alphas’ scents. I didn’t like having used clothes in the nest unless I was wearing them, but Gabriel loved them, so they were a must. I fluffed the pillows and smoothed over the blankets, but it didn’t feel like enough. How could this be perfect? I didn’t know how to make this magical for them. My nest was perfect last time, but they still left in the end.

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