Page 107 of Knot My Sin

“You can do it,” Flynn rasps in my ear. “I’m almost there. Come with me, Darling.”

His praise and need make my pussy spasm and clamp hard. My cheeky omega slaps my clit, surprising me enough to release for Ambrose to push his knot in. My eyesight whites out as his knot swells more than it should be, and I keen as I come.

I can feel them all come and hear their roars as they find their release. My head drops back onto Flynn’s shoulder as I shudder and shake, and slowly my vision returns to find them stroking my skin as they kiss me.

“Welcome back,” Ambrose says with a grin. His kiss is filthy, and I love that I can taste Everest’s cum on his tongue. Moaning, I bask in the afterglow of my orgasms, feeling sleepy.

“Shh, you can sleep right here until Ambrose’s knot releases you,” Flynn murmurs in my ear. He hisses as Shaw moves, and our alpha mumbles his apologies. I can feel the rush of warmth and cum as it rushes out of Flynn and onto my leg.

“I’m going to start a bath, since you’re kind of stuck too,” Shaw says with a snort. “I’ll make sure there’s Epsom salts and wine for my omegas.”

“I feel spoiled,” I tell him, yawning wide.

“You should be,” Shaw says, his cock heavy against his stomach. Bending over to kiss my forehead, he moves back so Everest can also kiss my temple.

“Rest well, Lemon Drop,” he murmurs.

My eyes close at his words, feeling safe in the cocoon of love I’m in.

22

SHAW

Staring at my computer screen as I check my emails, my heart flip flops as I see Wren’s results for her aptitude test. It’s a test that was initially created to help people understand their next steps when they have a life change, which makes it perfect for Wren.

I hope.

Standing, I pick up my laptop to take it to her, as I think she should see the results first. As my legs cross the expanse of the house to walk upstairs, my lips twitch as I think about how I watched her disappear up here to read in her swing.

“Why are you carting your computer up here?” Everest asks, stepping out of our bedroom in a towel. He just got out of the shower after a long run, and looks delicious.

“Wren’s results from her test came in,” I explain to him. “I want her to be the first to see it, so I’m taking it to her.”

“Is she in her nest still?” Everest asks, looking up as if he can see her.

“Yep, she’s been hanging out there the last few days. I’m happy she’s getting comfortable there. I just want her to have everything she deserves,” I confess.

I also am obsessed with keeping my family safe lately too, and have been checking our cameras more often. I replaced the damn fence that Jasper jumped over, mostly because his damn voice wouldn’t stop taunting me in my head.

There’s this odd feeling growing inside of me, making me feel twitchy, but I don’t know what it’s trying to tell me.

Stretching out my neck, I sigh. I can’t even force a smile onto my lips, because I can’t fake anything with my pack.

“We’re trying to help her get everything she deserves,” Everest rumbles calmly. For someone who is so happy go lucky, he’s very aware of my emotions as well. “Look, I can feel your tension from here, did the boss say something to you? He’s been trying to help find Trey, but the fucker isn’t coming up anywhere.”

“Nah,” I grunt. “I don’t know why I feel like this, but it’s been a couple of days since we’ve killed anyone, so it could be as simple as an itch. However, Corbin did mention the families are trying to draw up a truce in an attempt to squash the Murphy situation. Crowson is getting even bolder recently, and they don’t want it spilling over into other territories.”

“Fuck, I know losing an omega can make an alpha insane, but this is insane. Corbin is going to have to put his brother down soon at this rate,” Everest grunts.

“A problem for another day,” I sigh. “Crowson also is in hiding, which is fucking wonderful. We may need to light some fires of our own to get him to come up for air.”

Everest nods knowingly as I pass him to continue up the stairs. There’s been rumblings that Crowson may be hiding in Canada, and jumping the border when he needs to.

Unfortunately, I also heard from one of my sources that he may be linking up with the sex trade rings for steady cash flow to fund his vendetta. This alone makes my blood boil and will sign his death warrant.

Corbin and his men are involved in a lot of shit, but we draw the line at selling people.

Finally on the third floor, I idly think about installing an elevator in this house, and then shelve the idea. Maybe when we have babies to fill the house I’ll actually do it, so we can get around faster.

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