Page 115 of Knot Our Reality

Yes, I’ve hit that part of my pregnancy. Until I give birth, I’m just going to have to accept that there will be nothing sexy about the way I walk.

A glance back at the guys shows me they don’t give a shit. Their eyes are still locked on me, and it makes me feel a lot better.

Even with as pregnant as I am, my pack and the remaining suitors always find a way to make me feel sexy as hell.

“Where do you see yourself in ten years?” Gavin asks, and I sigh as I lean back against him.

It’s after ten, and we just got back from our date. I wasn’t ready to say goodnight, so I suggested we head outside.

We’re sharing a lounge chair as we stare up at the sky with me between his legs, and I love how comfortable it feels.

“In ten years? I’ll probably have another kid or two by then. Hawk will be close to his designation reveal—both of them will be teenagers. Fuck. I hope they don’t end up hating me like a lot of teenagers when we hit those years.”

Gavin chuckles. “Those two will never hate you. They’ll probably be even more protective of you by then.”

“Ugh, I hope not, but you’re probably right.”

“What else do you see?”

I sigh, trying to imagine it. “I see me and my pack raising our kids. Not in the city. I don’t think I want to live in LA much longer.”

“Oh?”

I shake my head. “No. I don’t think I’d mind living just outside the city, but I’m tired of all the people. I can work from anywhere, so I don’t need to be there. Although, that’s not a decision I can make on my own. If my pack wants to stay in the city, I will.”

“But you won’t be happy.”

“Well…I mean…” I shrug. “Honestly? No, I don’t think so.”

He nods. “Okay. What else?”

“I’d spend less time working and more time with the kids and with my pack. Not running the entire business myself. I think I’ll be more hands-off by then. Maybe we’ll have some pets. I love cats and dogs.”

I lose myself to my fantasy, enjoying just sitting here with him.

“What about you? Where do you see yourself in ten years?” I finally ask.

He nuzzles my neck. “By your side.”

It’s the best fucking answer ever, and I turn around to kiss him, wanting him to know how much I appreciate it and him.

Fuck.

I’m running out of time, and I still don’t have any idea who I’m choosing for my pack.

“Our omega cannot be quiet,” Alexei says, still pistoning in and out of me. “Give her that fat cock and maybe she’ll stay quiet.”

I moan, long and loud—the exact opposite of what Alexei wants me to do.

The charity gala is going on just across the hallway in the ballroom.

Alexei slipped his fingers into my pussy during dinner, and by the time I finished eating, I’d been ready to climb him like a tree.

He and Camden led me into the hallway before we ducked into a supply closet.

Camden lifts my hands off the wall and moves to lean against it, his cock already out. I lean forward and suck it into my mouth, a moan slipping from me.

I’m still being loud, but he’s definitely muffling the sound.

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