Page 64 of Bailey-Rose: The Complete Duet

Gareth nuzzled my neck, purring as he stroked his hands down my arms. “Baby girl, this is too much. I know you wanted this to work, but there’s no way I could live with myself to continue when there’s too high of a risk. This isn’t to say once we get the medication from the doc, we can’t try again, but not right now.”

Hiding my face in Vili’s chest, I knew he was right. I’d been lost in my need and high off the fact my Alphas were desperate to be intimate with me. My instinct was to give them what we both wanted, even if it might be pushing the limit. Gareth pulled out as I writhed at the pleasure coursing through my body at the simple movement. Once he was free, Vili sat up, cradled me in his lap, and began to rock into me.

Arms wrapped tightly around his neck, I clung to him as Vili’s hands grabbed my ass using them to set the pace. He’d rock forward while simultaneously pushing me further on his cock so each stroke hit deeper without being rough. Even though Vili was the one I was fucking, the rest of my men let me know they were there, peppering my body with kisses and gentle touches. A hand fisted my hair and tilted my head back so Ulysses could kiss me. I might not be able to fuck more than one Alpha right now, but that wasn’t going to stop them from showing me it changed nothing between us.

Vili’s mouth latched onto my breast, licking, sucking, and scraping his teeth over my nipple. The rocking became more urgent as I felt Vili’s teeth digging into the flesh of my breast, tongue flicking my nipple. My fingers were buried in his hair, ensuring he wouldn’t be able to move from that spot. I was so close to coming, teetering on the edge, pleading for that one thing to cast me in the river and sweep me away.

Two fingers entered my ass and matched the tempo of Vili’s movements. That was all it took for me to fall headlong into the euphoria only these men seemed to bring me. I cried out, screaming into Lysse’s mouth, and he cupped my face refusing to let me go, drinking down every sound I made. Even as Vili’s knot expanded, making it harder for him to move, he kept up the rocking motion. Just as I thought I couldn’t handle more, a second orgasm hit as the knot stretching my walls pressed on the perfect spot to keep me coming forever. The fingers in my ass started to curl down, working in tandem with Vili’s knot, causing a third climax to slam into me and my body to shake uncontrollably.

Ulysses released my mouth just in time for me to gasp for air and attempt to give them a warning. “I-I I’m going to pas⁠—”

Shit, I was too late. God, I hope they don’t call an ambulance for this.

Terror unlike anything I’ve felt in my life speared through me as Bailey-Rose collapsed in my arms. My fear was so strong I swear it stopped the orgasm I was having in its tracks.

“Bailey-Rose,” I barked as I tilted her back so I could see her face.

Her skin had gone ghostly white, her breath shallow, and the monitor on her wrist buzzed its warning.

“What does it fucking say,” Gareth snapped as Ulysses grabbed her wrist.

Confusion was written all over the man’s face as he looked from my kitten’s wrist back to her lifeless expression. “It’s eighty… wait, it just dropped to seventy-nine.”

“So does that mean it’s her heart?” Warrick questioned.

Anger and fear clawed at me as I tried to figure out how best to deal with the fact I was fucking knotted to her. Using two fingers, I checked her pulse using the clock on the wall above the bathroom to time it right. Her monitor wasn’t lying. In fact, it had dropped to seventy-eight, and her breathing was evening out on its own.

Shifting so I was kneeling, I laid her down on the blanket, but in the surprising turn, my knot loosened. It wasn’t by much, but it was enough to carefully work it out of her, even if it was excruciatingly painful for me. In my mind, nothing mattered right now but making sure my kitten was safe, and whatever pain I had to endure was inconsequential. Once free, I collapsed to the side, curling up in a ball, protecting my dick from touching anything else.

“Holy shit, Vili, are you okay?” Gareth asked, reaching out to touch my shoulder.

I blocked his hand, shaking my head. “Don’t worry about me, tend to kitten.”

Tentatively, I reached between my legs to see if holding the knot would make it feel better. Biting my lip as I roared at the pain, which had me seeing stars, told me that was a stupid idea. Flopping on my back, my skin covered in a cold sweat, and I let the damn thing rest on my stomach. It pulsed like it had its own heartbeat.

Fucking son of a bitch that fucking hurt.

Mental note—never pull out a knot unless absolutely necessary.

Holy hell, why wasn’t that taught in school or mentioned by I don’t fucking know—anyone?

A cool cloth was placed over my head, to which I groaned at how good it felt. Cracking open my eyes, I found the most beautiful sight I could have ever hoped for. “My kitten,” I crooned, brushing my fingers along her cheek, needing to know she was really there. “You scared us.”

“I’m so sorry, Vili,” Bailey-Rose said, turning to kiss the palm of my hand. “It’s all my fault you’re like this. If only I’d noticed before it got to the point I passed out so you didn’t worry and end up like this.”

My brows knit together. “What didn’t you notice?”

Dropping her gaze and tipping her chin down so her hair fell, it blocked me from seeing her face. My precious girl was hiding from me as she shouldered all the guilt that didn’t belong to her. This was something I wouldn’t allow for a second longer. Slowly, I sat up, hissing at the pain as my dick shifted to lay on my thigh, the damn knot still inflated.

My movements caught Bailey-Rose’s attention, causing her head to snap up, meeting my gaze. Once I was sure I’d remain sitting upright, I cupped the face of the greatest treasure of my life. Seeing her face as I made her come over and over again was like living art. Everything about her was breathtaking, and I couldn’t, no, wouldn’t let the moment we shared be tainted by how it ended.

“I will ask again, kitten. This time, you answer,” I instructed, my voice firm but kind. “What didn’t you notice?”

The guilt that shimmered in her exotic-colored gaze had me wanting to punch something while also fighting the urge to cradle her in my arms. Someone had put the belief that whatever she was about to say was her fault, and in my gut, I knew that wasn’t the case. If anyone was at fault, it was me. My selfishness is what drove me to continue fucking her after Gareth bowed out when, in reality, everything should have ended there.

“You see…” she started then paused.

“Kitten, I’m not mad. I’m worried,” I assured her.