Page 49 of Knot Your Pucking Secret

I lift his shirt up, struggling for a few moments as the wet cotton sticks to his body. I growl when it doesn’t budge, making Sasha chuckle, a look of amusement written across his face.

God, he’s fucking hot.

Insanely so.

I hate him for it.

Placing me down, he lifts the shirt over his head, revealing his hard, chiseled chest.

Yes.That’s what I wanted. I jump back into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He chuckles, grabbing hold of my ass to keep me in place. The warmth of his skin against my already heated flesh is like a balm to my soul. Easing a slice of the pain so it no longer torments me. I snuggle into him, nuzzling his chest, seeking the comfort he offers me. I try not to overthink it. I don’t really know if I have the capability to think about that right now. My head is a fuzzy mess. Each second draws me closer and closer to being thrown into the throws of heat, and I’m not sure how familiar he is with them, but it’s a whole ass fucking event.

“Hey, how is she doing?”

I whimper at the sound of the other Alphas voice. Dominic’s hand touches my back, gliding down my spine in a gentle caress.

“Fuck, she is so hot,” he mutters, bringing the same hand up to check my forehead. I turn my head, leaning into his wrist, breathing in the scent that is stronger there.

“Alpha,” I whimper, blinking my eyes open to find his only inches from mine.

“How are you feeling, baby?” he questions, looking me over. I hear the sound Sasha mutters under his breath, probably because his Alpha and I arefamiliarnow. He can get over it.

“Hot. Horny,” I whine. Both Dom and Sasha chuckle at that part. Of course they find this amusing, meanwhile my stomach feels like it’s in a vice. Dom nods his head in understanding.

“Sasha will wash you off. Holden will do your hair, and I will get your nest ready if you’re okay with that?”

I agree, looking down at his hands, staring at the water bottle between us. He holds it out, the lid already cracked.

“Drink this up for me. I want you hydrated and sustained before anything happens.”

I squint my eyes at him. “Talk dirty to me, Dommy, baby,” I deadpan, and the growl that escapes Sasha is actually exciting. I don’t know whether he wants to rip Dominic’s throat out, or fuck it. I vote for the latter. Dominic winks at me, the promise of so much more swirling in his eyes. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Sasha doesn’t dress me after toweling my body down. I don’t think I could stand the feel of anything on my body right now. I am irritable. I can’t stop snapping at Dom and Sasha, who are doing everything they can to help get me comfortable. It doesn’t seem to bother them at all. They take each pissed off comment from me on the chin, continuing to help me.

Holden braids my hair back from my face. Preparing me for the days to come.

No one has ever taken such good care of me before.

I sit on the edge of my nest, gazing up at the two Alphas and our Beta. Sasha’s chest is still bare. His jeans hanging low on his waist. The perfect defined V doing things to me I refuse to admit out loud. Something is telling me I’m doing a shit job of hiding my reaction, because he raises a thick brow, squaring me with a knowing look. My cheeks heat, though it’s hard to tell if it’s from the embarrassment of being caught ogling the Alpha I’m supposed to have on the shit list, or the waves of what’s happening to me that I have no choice but to ride out. Dom and Holden stand beside him almost expectantly. Waiting for something. Waiting for me to make my next move.

I squint my eyes, my lip curling. “What the fuck are you waiting for? Do I need to say it?”

Sasha’s eyes dilate, not having expected me to be so zealous. That’s what happens when you fuck over an Omega and she comes out on the otherside stronger.

The corner of Holden’s lip lifts as he drops down onto the edge of the bed, crawling until he’s kneeling over the top of me.

“Such an impatient Omega.” He chuckles, leaning in to press a kiss in between my breasts. I groan as the feel of his lips sends tingles through me, only heightening my need for him.

“Please, Beta,” I beg, wiggling in place. He snickers, looking up at me from where his lips are settled over my navel.

“I love it when you beg for it. But…I don’t think it’s enough.”

I whine, my back bowing off the nest, my need for them overpowering anything else I might have felt at this moment. My eyes flick to the two men standing behind him, the grouchy Alpha looking at me like I hung the world. Or at least, he used to be grouchy. He looks far too placid right now. Beaten down. So unlike the Alpha I need right now. I decide I don’t like it. That I actually like that grumpy side of him. It is far too much fun. Especially for the Omega that is losing grip of her sanity.

“Alpha, please. I need you,” I beg, and it works. He falls to his knees, pushing the Beta off the nest.

Holden curses the Alpha but neither of us gives him any attention. We are too focused on each other. Too lost to the need and want of the heat.

“Take me, Alpha,” I whisper, moments before I fall over the edge, and landing straight into darkness.