Page 120 of Knot Our Reality

“You’re both so hot,” Evander whispers as Camden tries to devour my lips.

Grinding down on Camden, I cry out. I’m so close to coming, and we’re all fully dressed.

Evander turns my head, kissing me as Camden buries his face in my neck.

We made it back from our date not that long ago and decided to hang out on the gazebo. One thing led to another, and the next thing I knew, I was straddling Camden while Evander watched.

Part of me wants to push aside Camden’s pants and ride him, but the other part doesn’t want Evander to see that.

Which seems like an odd reaction to someone I’m considering mine, but the thought is there and gone again in mere seconds.

My head is a mess. I’m having the hardest time focusing on anything for long periods of time, and all I want to do is get fucked.

I know it’s because I’m getting closer and closer to giving birth, but it’s a little out of control.

Evander breaks our kiss, taking Camden’s lips in a scorching hot kiss. I think he wants us to ask him to join us, but my omega freaks out at the idea, and I can’t figure out why.

“So close,” I pant, rolling my hips faster and faster.

Camden pulls away from Evander, kissing me instead. “Me, too. Keep doing that, sweetheart. You feel so fucking good—even with all these clothes between us. I fucking love you so much.”

“I love you,” I scream as I fall apart in my omega’s arms.

Camden keeps rocking my hips, and a few seconds later, I feel his cock twitch beneath me as he comes.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” Evander chants, and when I turn my head, I see he’s stroking himself. With a twist of his wrist, he comes all over his fingers.

His eyes are on us as he continues to stroke himself, and I feel a little dirty.

A shiver runs through me that Camden immediately catches. “Are you cold, sweetheart?”

Not really, but that’s as good of an excuse as any.

“I am. I think I’m ready for bed.”

Evander helps me stand, and I almost flinch away before I see he’s already cleaned himself up with his T-shirt.

“You’re both amazing,” he murmurs against my lips before releasing me and kissing Camden.

I force myself to keep smiling until the suite door shuts behind me and Camden. Then I hurry to the bathroom, needing to shower and figure out what the hell is going on with me.

“You’re sure you’re not too cold?” Dalton asks again, and I just laugh.

“I’m fine. You already gave me your jacket.”

Dalton smiles sheepishly, his hand tightening around mine. “I’m sorry. I know you already said you weren’t cold. I just want everything to go right tonight.”

I’ve never seen Dalton like this before—self-conscious and a little awkward. I kind of love it.

“Nothing needs to be perfect for me to enjoy myself, Dalton. And I am—enjoying myself, I mean.” I glance around. “Especially right now, seeing all the businesses that have reopened.”

After dinner, we did a little window shopping before deciding to just walk around Rancho Mirage for a while.

It’s crazy how quickly they’ve been able to get the repairs completed. Not everyone was able to just make repairs. Some of them had to have homes and businesses completely rebuilt, so those aren’t ready yet.

Plus, there are some businesses that just haven’t reopened yet, including Sip ‘n Slide. Michael and his pack decided to go visit some family for a few weeks. They’re hoping the time away from the home they shared with Lawrence will do them all some good.

I don’t know if it’ll help or if it’ll cause them more pain, but I’m glad they’re trying to heal.

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