Page 205 of Knot So Lucky
“Please,” she says, voice like sandpaper and sex and every dream I’ve ever had about surrender. “I can’t—fuck, I want?—”
Cale cuts her off. “Tell us what you want, Trouble.” His grip on her neck tightens, not enough to hurt but enough to hold her steady. “You want us to fuck you here? Want to make a scene, get those pretty thighs all sticky so everyone knows who you belong to?”
Aurora’s tongue flicks out over her bottom lip.
She’s definitely enjoying this—being pinned between two Alphas, the attention, the animal focus that’s making both of us burn patience as fast as gasoline. But she’s not going to make it easy.
She smirks. The kind of smirk that starts race riots.
“You’d do anything for your princess, right Cale?”
Cale’s restraint cracks for a split-second—eyes flash gold, jaw flexes, hands twitch like he’s considering just throwing her down and having done with it.
“Princess is gonna dare me to do something I probably don’t want,” he growls, and it’s not even a question. He knows her—knows this is a bait-and-switch— knows she wants to see what lines we’ll cross for her.
Aurora leans into him, hips rolling, barely holding back a moan.
“But you’ll do it anyway, because you want to make me happy, yes?”
Cale groans—sound desperate, not even pretending to hide it—and crushes her lips in another kiss, less controlled this time, more needy. His hands roam down her side, over blue-glittered skin, stopping at the edge of her dress where it barely covers anything at all.
Finally he breaks away, breathing hard.
“I’d do anything for my Queen,” he says, voice rough and thick. “If it means she’s satisfied and content with her Alphas.”
Aurora’s grin is pure evil—sharp, triumphant, hungry.She turns her head so she’s looking at me dead-on, eyes narrowed in challenge.
“Then I want to see you two kiss.”
Silence drops like a bomb.
Cale goes very still. I go even stiller. My body is locked up in a way that has nothing to do with hesitation and everything to do with the fact that if you’d asked me an hour ago, I would have said—out loud, for the record—‘not gonna happen, not my thing, not even if you paid me.’
But Aurora Lane is not the type to take ‘no’ for an answer.
She licks her lips, eyes darting between our faces, clearly savoring the tension like it’s the world’s best dessert.
Cale recovers first.
“Really?” he says, a laugh barely disguised as a threat. “You want us to kiss? That what’s gonna get you off, princess? Seeing your Alphas go at it just for you?”
She nods—small, sure, totally in control of the situation despite being bracketed on both sides by much bigger, much meaner men.
I open my mouth to object, but all that comes out is a huff of air and maybe a little whimper if you’re being cruel about it.
Cale shrugs—turns to her, not me, like he needs permission.
“If this is what you want, Trouble, you better watch real nice and close, ‘cause you’re not seeing this again.”
She grins.
Wicked. Triumphant.
“I’ll watch,” she promises, voice so low I can feel it in my bones.
And that’s where this night is headed.
To the fucking edge of the edge—past the guardrails, past the point of no return.All because Aurora Lane wants to see what happens when two Alphas collide in the dark, with her as the spark that sets us both off.
