Page 120 of Knot Their Starlet

“Looks like you have your pick of alphas,” Leo murmurs, leaning down and tracing his nose up the column of my neck.

I bury my face in the crook of his neck, rubbing my cheek against him as we sway to the music, scent-marking him.

“Territorial, huh?” he chuckles.

“Very.”

And then I pull him down for a kiss.

For the second time tonight, I close my eyes, letting the flashing lights shine past my closed eyelids.

But this time, there are no more pesky, annoying thoughts.

All I’m focused on is the feel of Beck’s body at my back and Leo’s body at my front, his tongue dancing with mine.

It’s a sloppy kiss, courtesy of the three shots I took back to back. But Leo doesn’t seem to have any complaints if the way he pulls me even closer is any indication.

“God, you guys are hot,” Beck groans, shifting his hips and pressing an impressively sized bulge into me. “I’m starting to get jealous.”

I lean my head back against his shoulder, grabbing the back of his neck.

“Don’t be,” I say, flashing him a loopy smile and pulling his lips down to meet mine.

He lets out a groan that vibrates through my back.

His hands travel up from my hips, tracing up my body until they’re just barely cupping the underside of my tits.

We kiss until we’re both breathless. I roll my neck, trying to get out the kink from holding it at that strange angle for so long.

Leo and Beck share big grins with each other, their hands still lingering on my body.

Man, am I a lucky fucking duck.

Quack quack, motherfuckers.

“Did you just say quack?” Leo chuckles, tilting his head down at me.

My hand flies to cover my mouth.

“Shit, did I say that out loud?”

“You definitely did, Starlight,” Beck chuckles, resting his chin on my shoulder.

I let out a groan, hiding behind my hands.

“That’s so embarrassing.”

“No, it’s not. If anything, it’s cute,” Leo says. “Maybe I should start calling you my lucky duck. The other guys have their cute nicknames for you.”

I’m sure sober me would have more protests, because Duck isn’t the most flattering nickname out there.

Drunk me, though?

The thought of having such a special nickname from Leo makes me want to burst into tears.

“I love it,” I say, throwing my arms around Leo’s neck.

“Okay then, Lucky Duck it is,” he laughs.