Page 93 of Knot a Tie
“Yep. With a heavy security team.”
“Sorry.”
He lets out a frustrated noise, and I zip it with the apologies.
“Oh!” I exclaim, suddenly deciding now is a good time to talk about what I want. “You’re all here, so we need to have a talk.”
“What about?” Williams asks suspiciously.
“I want to come off the heat suppressants. I wanted your input on that. Do you think I should, or stay on them a bit longer…?”
Silence.
“Why are you asking us?” Spencer asks eventually. “That’s your decision.”
I shake my head. “No, I think it affects all of us. If I stay on them, your rut will be…erm…difficult for me and for you as well.”
“Don’t make this decision because of us,” Cameron starts.
“I’m not. But, as I said, it affects all of us now. What do you think?”
“Come off them,” Cameron states bluntly. “I want to mate with you during your heat.”
The hotness level rises to scorching after that comment. My cheeks go warm, and my pussy goes even hotter.
“How long will it take once you come off them?” James asks the responsible question.
“I’m not sure because it’s being suppressednow. If I come off them after this one, I assume a normal quarter.”
“Does that work for you? For mating with us?” Richard’s quiet voice catches me by surprise. I hadn’t expected that from him.
“Yes,” I croak out. “Does that work for all of you?”
“Whatever you want, love. We are here for you, and whatever you decide, we will be happy with.”
“All of you?” I ask, aiming this at William, who has been silent and watchful as usual.
“All of us,” he states. “We only want what’s best for you.”
I slide my gaze across to James.
He nods emphatically. “That works for me.”
I appreciate his definitive answer as the prime alpha of the pack. “Okay, we are decided. If you give me an hour to have a hot bath, I can see to each of you again before we move. I know you must be eager because of the rut.”
“We’re okay,” Richard says. “It’s not like the last one. For me, anyway.”
“None of us. I think we only needed you last night, and now we’re okay,” Spencer agrees. “Horny as fuck, but that’s nothing to do with the rut.” He snickers.
I giggle. “Horny fucker, are you? Good to know.”
“Only around you. You bring it out in me.”
“Good answer,” I murmur, giving him a sultry look which he appreciates a lot. “Well, if you’re declining my services, I’ll go and sort my washing out and pack my bag. Which will take all of five minutes. Really need to get home so I can get all of my stuff.”
“Don’t worry about your stuff at your parents’ house,” James says.
Parents’ house. Nice.
