Page 145 of Knot All is Crystal
I feel him in my soul.
Maverick Reilly is my Alpha.
Now and forever.
FIFTY-FIVE
As I watchMaverick and Crystal exchange bites, I tear up. I am so incredibly happy for them both.
But jealousy also swirls in my gut.
I can’t be bitten in. This is why Betas aren’t typically part of packs.
And I know all of them want me to be a part of this—they have said it so many times—but what if that changes now that they’re bonded? What if they both decide that they don’t need me anymore?
Watching the two of them kiss and touch and whisper beautiful stories of love and affection to one another now that they’ve exchanged bites makes me feel as if I am intruding on something. I stand and try to slip out of the room.
A hand wraps around my ankle.
“Where are you going?” Maverick asks roughly. “Come here.”
“No, it’s okay,” I say, trying not to look at him. “I’m just giving you two a moment.”
“Be a part of our moment.” I risk a look down at him and see him gazing at me earnestly. “Be a part of our moment,” he repeats.
“No, this isn’t for me. This is Alpha and Omega stuff.” I try again to step out, but Crystal grabs my other ankle.
“Then it can be Alpha, Omega, and Beta stuff,” she says, tugging gently. “Come lie with us.”
I groan, yanking my fingers through my hair.
Wouldn’t it be nice if I could lie with them and have everything work out?
But that’s not this world.
I love them.
Fuck, I love them both.
But once their whole pack bonds, why do they need me?
“Are you doing that thing where you think Betas aren’t supposed to be in packs, so you’re trying to distance yourself?” Crystal asks because, apparently, she’s a mind reader.
“No, he wouldn’t be,” Maverick answers her before I can. “Because if he were, we’d have to do something drastic to show him what an idiot he’s being and how important he is to us.”
I swallow, my knees turning liquid as he purrs out his threat. He clambers off of Crystal and rises to his feet in front of me, all long, thin, naked limbs. I can’t stop myself from letting my eyes drag down his body, stopping on his hard cock, dripping in Crystal’s slick.
My mouth waters.
What do they taste like together?
Crystal crawls on her knees to me and wraps her arms around my legs, pulling until I fall to the floor with her. She grabs my face. Her eyes are foggy, her skin on fire, both clear signs she’s fallen into her induced heat. “How should we show him how much he means to us?” she asks Maverick without taking her eyes off of me. “Should I kiss him?”
“Oh, for sure,” the Alpha replies, looking down at us. Crystal grabs my mouth with hers, slowly moving her lips until mine follow, and our tongues stroke against one another. Eventually, she pulls away, but I chase her as she laughs. “Oh, he liked that,” Maverick says throatily. “But he needs something else, I think.”
While I’m distracted listening to him, Crystal is digging my aching cock out of my pants, stroking it with a hand that’s soaked with her slick. My head falls back, and my eyes close with a moan at the delicious feeling.
“Just like that,” Maverick says, placing his hand on the back of my head. “Keep that angle.” I open my eyes to see the Alpha standing over me, his cock inches from my face. “Open your mouth,” he whispers. I shudder, the combination of his heady voice and the stroke of Crystal’s hand making me damn near drunk with pleasure.
