Page 111 of Knot for Me
Lucas squats down next to me, nodding. “You’re in charge, Reagan. We’re yours.”
She bites her bottom lip in a way that makes my dick twitch and looks at Cory.
He joins us in front of her, smiling softly. “I’ll read you alien smut if you want.”
I furrow my brow, but Reagan giggles, reaching with her foot and shoving his knee.
“Pervert.”
“What? You’re the one that likes it,” he says.
“They’re your books,” she whines, covering her face with one hand.
We wait for her decision with bated breath, hoping like hell she’ll let us stay. The longer the silence stretches between us, the more I can feel the window of her control closing. Every second that passes means she’s closer to her heat frenzy. She won’t be able to make a conscious decision when that hits. It’s now or never.
I can’t think of anything I’ve ever wanted more than this, and I know the guys feel the same way. It’s too bad Reagan doesn’t want more from us, but I’ll take the scraps she’s offering like an overeager dog.
“No mate marks?”
“No mate marks,” I confirm, lightly touching her blanket covered leg. A stronger whiff of her scent fills the room, and I groan, adjusting myself the same time Cory and Lucas do. “What do you want?”
“It hurts, but it feels better when you three are in here.” She presses her lips together.
“I can make it feel amazing,” I offer with a wink. “But you have to beg me for it so I know you’re serious.”
She growls. “I’m not fucking begging you.”
“You sure about that?” Lucas asks.
Her arousal presses against my skin like a physical force. “I said I wouldn’t beg him. I have a one alpha beg limit.”
“I was teasing.” I squeeze her ankle. “All you have to do is ask and I’ll give you the world.”
She sucks in a sharp breath. “Come here?” She’s looking straight at me.
“I thought you’d never ask.” I crawl toward her on hands and knees, and she peels the blanket back, revealing her perfectly curvy naked body. She lies back on the blankets a little. Nothing and no one has ever looked so good.
ChapterTwenty-Nine
REAGAN
Relief is the first thing I feel. The next is the strongest surge of want yet. Slick coats my legs and Cory’s blanket, sweet and potent. His poor comforter will never smell the same. My feverish need continues to grow stronger, and soon enough, I know I’ll be lost to my desires. I tried the Knot Master, but it wasn’t enough to satiate me. If it wasn’t enough today, it sure as shit wouldn’t be enough tomorrow when my heat is in full effect. I don’t know how Mom’s friend got by, but maybe it was enough since her alphas had passed. My alphas were in the house with me, and my body knew it. It knew the silly vibrator wasn’t what we needed.
These guys, no matter how complicated it’ll make things once my heat is over, are exactly what I need.
Marco doesn’t stop crawling until he’s kneeling over my thighs, eyes roving over me. I tip my head to the side and reach my hand out, brushing my fingers over his shirt. He inhales, his entire body trembling as he breathes me in. I’ve always hated being an omega, but in this moment, I love the power I possess. I flick my gaze over his shoulder, taking in Lucas and Cory who are surprisingly calm. I suspect they’re restraining themselves because they don’t want to overwhelm me. I love that they’re being so gentle about this. Deep down, I’m terrified.
“It’s okay,” I tell them. “Take your clothes off.”
I can’t be the only one naked.
Cory and Lucas undress, still staying back. Marco grabs the edge of his shirt with one hand and takes it off, revealing his ripped abdomen and skin I’m desperate to touch. I sigh when he comes a little closer and I can run my palm over his body, marveling at how soft he is despite the muscles.
“Can I touch you?” he asks, gazing down at me and holding my hand to his chest. He’s coiled tight, unnecessarily holding himself back even after I invited him in.
“If you don’t, I might throw a fit,” I say with a grin. “I’m okay. I want this.”
That’s all he needs. He places his hands on either side of my head and pulls me up to meet his lips, claiming my mouth with a roughness I can’t help but smile at. One hand roams over my shoulder, tracing over my hip, and grabbing a healthy handful of my ass to help me sit up. He groans into my mouth, and I nip his lower lip, scooting on my knees until I’m pressed against him. I reach between us and tug on his sweats, silently demanding he remove them. He obliges and quickly moves to take them off, returning to me before my body can start to miss him. His thick cock brushes against me when he wraps his arms around my waist.
