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Before I can react to my thoughts, his fingers rub against the bundle of nerves inside me, and his thumb hits my clit. The two sensitive locations being stimulated at the same time transports me out of my body. My limbs shake as everything ceases outside of what he’s doing to me. The building could be burning down, and I’d be none the wiser.
He kisses me harder as my scream of pleasure rips through my throat, trying to smother the sound. And all the while I cling to him, wanting to draw him even closer, so close we become one.
Emmett doesn’t stop at the single orgasm, though. He continues pumping his fingers, drawing me into a second, then a third in quick succession. The dull ache sinks even further away but doesn’t disappear. My body knows it hasn’t received what it needs yet. I haven’t been locked onto a knot.
“Better?” Emmett asks, his lips brushing against mine, not leaving me entirely when he breaks the kiss.
“Don’t leave me,” I beg. My previous worry comes back in a rush.
A gentle sigh spills from his lips, and he lifts me, bringing me to the table once more. “We’ll figure this out.” My hands remain firmly fisted in his shirt, and with a small quirk of his lips, he lies on the padded surface with me. His purr rumbles through me. “We have to,” he finishes in a whisper.
I bury my head in his chest, taking deep gulps of his dark chocolate scent. “I need more, Emmett. Please.” I hate how much begging I’m doing, but thankfully I can blame it on my designation. That’s one thing it seems I’m not in control of when in the depths of my heat.
“I know, Little Omega. But I won’t give it to you until I know it’s not the heat influencing you. Ryland should be here soon to take care of you until the suppressants kick in.” He squeezes me closer as his purr grows louder. At least he doesn’t sound like he’s going to leave, and now I know what my first words to him will be when I see him next.
Chapter 33
Verity
“Don’t be dense,” Ryland says as he opens the door. Something on his face tells me he was waiting outside and overheard our conversation. Emmett stiffens, and I can feel him about to pull away from me.
I scrabble to grip him tighter. The thought of him separating from me physically hurts. So much so another wave of agony rips through me. When will the pain end?
“As soon as he knots you, baby girl,” Ryland soothingly answers, running a hand over my head. When did he get so close, and how did he answer the question in my head? An amused chuckle spills from him. “Because you’re saying it all out loud.”
Emmett shakes his head. “I can’t,” he chokes out, yet at the same time his arm tightens around me, his own body at war with himself, giving conflicting reactions to his words.
“Why the fuck not? She needs you.” Ryland sounds angry, and it warms my heart. He’s always been one to protect me, no matter who it’s against. The fact Emmett is an alpha doesn’t seem to phase him one bit.
“Because consent means something to me. I don’t want her to regret it.” A tremble of revulsion runs through Emmett, and I snuggle into his chest, wanting to comfort him. I don’t seem capable of words at the moment. Every time I open my mouth, the only thing that comes out is a moan or whimper. Plus, Ryland is doing a fantastic job for me.
“As I said before, don’t be dense. You two have been flirting from the moment you met. She may not have said the actual words to you, but she’s made it more than clear she wants you as her alpha.”
Yeah, what Ry said. You tell him, I cheer in my head. Or perhaps I am capable of words, and I said it out loud again, if the chuckles are anything to go by. Ryland doesn’t let it distract him from his argument though, as he carries on.
“Do you want to know what we talk about as I’m deep inside her?” Fuck. The thought of him doing exactly that has me clenching down, sending slick running out of me until it’s pooling on the table below me. Another wave of pain rocks my body, and I whimper. “She tells me her fantasies of you taking her against this table during her daily exam. Of you saying fuck it and scooping her into your hold and rutting her against that door,” Ry tells him, gesturing with his thumb over his shoulder.
Emmett growls as my perfume releases another plume of neediness. “Is that true, Little Omega? Have you been telling your beta all the dirty thoughts you have about me? Of wanting me to break all the rules?”
His words rumble through his chest, vibrating against my nipples. They grow impossibly harder, aching with every beat of my heart. I don’t know how much longer I can stand this. “Yes,” I groan, clawing at him to get closer, shifting my body so I can find some form of friction to alleviate the non-stop pounding of need driving me crazy.
I lift my leg, draping it over his side, and arch my back. “Please,” I gasp, another tremble shaking me.
“Little Omega,” he rasps, his hand squeezing my hip, but he doesn’t stop me from trying to grind on his cock through his pants. He’s so close to caving, but I’m just as close to pushing him away from me if he doesn’t want to help. The twins are busy, but Ry could find Kyle for me.
My thoughts are interrupted when Ryland’s hand slips between my legs, gliding through my slick. It sends a shiver along my spine. Yes, that’s what I need. More of that, please.
“Damn, Ver Bear. You’re fucking soaked right now. You want to come on my fingers?” He rubs them over my clit, but a crying mewl of displeasure is my only answer. “Ah, I get it. You don’t want to be empty, do you?”
He gets it. Ryland always knows what I need and isn’t afraid to address it. His fingers slide through my folds before dipping inside. He goes from two to three to four with each thrust. “You’re so ready for a knot, aren’t you? Do you want Emmett’s knot, Ver?”
“Shit,” Emmett whispers, seemingly transfixed by what Ryland is doing to me.
“Ry,” I breathe, guilt battling against the drive of my heat. I don’t want him to think he isn’t enough. It’s a worry I’ve had often and no matter how many times he reassures me, it doesn’t seem to stick.
“I want to watch you take his knot, Verity. Will you do that for me? Will you let me watch as you stretch around him and take it like a good girl?”
I nod emphatically, clenching around his fingers. A second later, agony shoots through me, seizing my muscles like the worst kind of charley horse. There’s no way I can suppress my cry of distress. The sound causes a growl to spill from Emmett, one that quickly turns into a purr. His hand rubs against my back in long comforting motions. The combination would be soothing at any other time, but it does nothing for me now.
