Page 144 of Knot My Sin

“Oh damn,” he mutters. “Do you like that, Little One?”

“Um, I shouldn’t, right?” Wren says, confused.

“Right and wrong doesn’t really matter when you’re with us, honey,” Amb murmurs, lifting her face to look at him. “If you like it, then that’s all we need to know.”

“Remember we talked about my rules, brat?” I ask her, watching Flynn’s eyes dilate. He groans as he perfumes, and Shaw walks over to palm his cock through his pants.

“Mmhmm,” Wren says.

I swat her ass harder, making her gasp as she squirms before I rub the sting away slowly.

“No, little omega. It’s ‘yes, alpha.’ Is that clear?” I growl.

She’s practically writhing in my arms at this point, and slick is dripping down her thighs.

“Yes, alpha,” she rasps, making Flynn drop his head back on Shaw’s shoulder.

“Fuck me,” Flynn whimpers.

“If you’re a very good boy, and promise not to make any noise, I’ll knot you while I call Aisling’s dad, so he can break up with that cunt he’s dating,” Shaw rumbles.

Wren twists in my arms to look at Shaw, and I turn so she can see him easier.

“Seriously? You’re going to talk to him about how Aisling is being shamed for eating normal food?” she asks.

“You better believe it, Sweetness,” he says. His eyes are fierce as he speaks to her, making me smile as Wren simply stares at him in awe. “She’s your friend, and spending a lot of time here, therefore the pack is claiming her as a friend. No one fucks with our people.”

“I love you,” Wren sighs happily.

“Be good for Everest and Ambrose while I take care of some business,” Shaw says. “Coming, Flynn?”

“Um, I hope so,” my omega says hopefully, following him.

Chuckling, I turn to see Amb looking at me nervously.

“Are you sure you want me with you guys for this?” he asks.

I know he’s been struggling right now with where he stands with Wren, and I think this would be good for them. Unbuttoning Wren’s shorts, I pull them off with her panties and throw them to the side. Pushing my fingers into her tight pussy, I fuck her with them slowly.

The perfect lie detector.

“Wren, do you want Amb to join us?” I ask her, making sure he can see what I’m doing.

Her walls clamp down on my fingers as she moans, and more slick pushes out of her tight channel.

“Yes… Yes, alpha,” she whimpers. “Please.”

Pushing her as I rub her clit with my knuckles, I ask, “Do you think you’d be up for him knotting your ass, little omega?”

There’s silence, and I pull my fingers away to spank her ass. Wren whines as I slowly rub the sting.

“Rule one: if you don’t want to do something or you’re not sure, use your words. Red for stop and yellow if you’re unsure. Okay?” I ask her.

“Yes, alpha,” she says softly. “I think my color is yellow.”

“That’s fine, honey,” Amb says, looking worried. Wren hasn’t shut down. She’s a lot stronger than she looks.

“Let’s take this upstairs. Come with us, Amb,” I insist, moving up the stairs.

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