Page 39 of Knot Their Boo
Sable: Seriously? You are unwell, sir.
Taron: You should be grateful. The locks on your place are old and easily picked. I solved the problem.
Sable: So you installed three new deadbolts on each door? Do you have the keys to all nine of those, as well as the copies you left me?
Taron: Don’t forget the safety block on your upstairs door that prevents people from opening it even if the bolts are undone.
Sable: Don’t ignore the question.
Taron: If you’re asking me if I kept the emergency spares, then yes. But they are for emergencies.
Sable: So was breaking into my room in the middle of the night an emergency?
Taron: My knot sure thought so. But you tell me, Little Ghost. Did your pussy coming all over my knot feel like an emergency to you?
I smirk as I watch the dots that mean she’s typing pop up and then disappear.
I glance at the time while I wait for her reply. Will Rhian still visit the bar after having a taste of Sable? Does he still want me? Fuck, I hope so. The three of us could be so good together.
Watching the way Rhian fucked Sable changed my brain chemistry. Everything has been rewritten, and all I want is them. I know Sable wants Colter too, and I honestly can’t say I mind.
I just want her to be happy, and with me.
Sable: We aren’t talking about that right now.
Taron: I would very much like to talk about that right now.
“Are you tormenting Sable again?” a husky voice asks behind me, snapping me out of the flirty texts. I spin around, finding Rhian standing so close, I don’t know how he managed to sneak up on me undetected.
“Never. Just reminding her of my knot, and how well she came on it.” I growl, shoving the phone in my pocket so I can focus my attention on the sneaky omega before me.
“You knotted her?” he asks, swallowing hard as I close in on him, directing him to a dark corner where I can have my way with him without getting caught.
“Does that make you jealous?” I ask, pushing at a lock of his hair so I can look into his eyes. Rhian stares up at me, his scent blooming like a flower under my attention.
“A little,” he nods, cautiously reaching up to wrap his arms around my neck. I don’t pull back or deny him the attention he craves. How could I? I want him just as badly. “But not for the reason you think,” he murmurs.
“Oh? What am I thinking?” I ask, as I press my body into his, trapping him against the wall.
“That I’m jealous I didn’t get to fuck her again myself. But that’s not it.” Rhian leans in, pressing a kiss to my neck, stealing the air from my lungs. “Maybe I’m a little jealous it was Sable you were fucking, and not me. Or maybe I’m jealous that I didn’t get to watch you fuck her, the way you got to watch me.” He trails kisses up my neck as he speaks, his breathy little whimpers sneaking in, and making my cock throb. “Or maybe I’m jealous we weren’t sharing her.”
“You’re trying to ruin me, little omega,” I growl, thrusting my hard cock forward into the soft feel of him. The thought of the three of us together is enough to have my scent going fucking feral.
“Maybe it’s time you stopped running from us,” Rhian says softly, leaning back, and resting his head against the wall.
“Maybe it is,” I murmur, leaning in to nuzzle his neck, marking him with my scent. I don’t know how I’ll convince them that I’m good enough, but I have to try. “I want the four of us to go to dinner. I don’t want to run anymore. Let's show Sable how badly we want her.”
“Just dinner?” Rhian lifts a brow, and I tilt my head.
“What else do you have in mind, naughty omega?”
Colter
We’re not a pack yet, and Sable doesn’t carry my mark, but it’s like I can feel her sadness. Maybe I just know her better than I’ve ever wanted to admit before this moment, because as the lightning cracks across the sky, and thunder booms, I know in my heart that Sable is crying.
My shift is over, now that it’s almost midnight, so without concern for my clothing or anything else, I take off running from the fire station.
I hear a couple of co-workers shout at me, but I ignore them. My girl needs me, I know it.
