Page 52 of Knot My Sin

Alright then. That’s definitely not happening. Maybe gummy worms with a side of a strawberry protein shake. Shaw made me one, and it actually tasted really good.

“I can probably make that happen,” I say, giggling. Ambrose has gummy worms in the pantry, and he told me it was for moments like this.

I’m breaking into the emergency gummy worm stash. Omegas gone wild, here we come.

As I turn away with a smile on my face, Flynn calls me back.

“It’s nice to see you smiling, Darling. Will you come snuggle with me when you get back? I think my nest is almost ready,” he grunts. “I just need one of my favorite people.”

“Who is that?” I ask good-naturedly. If it’s one of the alphas, I don’t think I’ll be able to make that happen.

“You, Darling,” he says with a grin. “You’re mine, remember?”

Flynn starts to hum a song under his breath as he flops onto his back, while I stare at him in shock as he absently rubs his stomach. I feel so comfortable with him, this makes sense to me. If he’s mine, and I’m his, it means I need to accept the fact that the alphas are mine too.

Gulping in some air, I walk out of the room. I don’t feel upset by this, simply overwhelmed. Shaw is mine, even if he is imposing. He sends me secret smiles, and soft grins to Flynn. His outside doesn’t seem to match his inside to me. The three of them are killers, while I don’t think I’ve ever killed even a mosquito.

Walking down two flights of stairs to the kitchen, I quickly make both of us shakes with a small bowl filled with gummy worms. Putting it all on a tray to help my balance, I go back up to the attic to join Flynn.

“I brought strawberry shakes and gummy worms,” I tell him with a smile.

Flynn looks paler somehow as he sits up, and he drinks his shake without fighting me, though he tugs me into the nest. As I lay back with him as we drink our shakes, I notice his skin is starting to heat up.

“Honey, you feel warm,” I say carefully as his nose runs up my throat.

“You smell so good, Darling,” he groans. Flynn’s voice is deeper than normal, making me shiver. “Fuck, yeah, baby. I love when our scents mix together.”

Swallowing back a whimper, I squeeze my thighs together as I start to slick. Inhaling deeply, I can smell Flynn’s arousal. The naughty omega feeds me a gummy worm with a grin before eating one as well. The shakes are half consumed, but Flynn gets up as if they offend him and walks the glasses into the hallway, then kicks the door closed.

Pulling his shirt off, he throws it to the side before he crawls back into the nest.

“Can I kiss you? I feel like I need to, Wren,” he whispers, brushing my lips with his.

Breathing harder, I whimper. “Yes,” I breathe. “Kiss me, honey.”

Groaning, he lunges forward, making me fall back onto the mound of pillows as he attacks my lips. Moaning as his hand finds his way under my shirt, Flynn slowly ghosts across my skin.

“Your skin is so soft,” he murmurs against my lips before he begins to devour me. His hand closing over my breast and squeezing hard takes me by surprise, but my back bows in an effort to give him more of myself. “Would it bother you if I take off more clothes?”

“Mine or yours?” I ask, helping him to pull down his pants. I forgot all the jokes about how he doesn’t wear boxers, and his cock is pressing against my stomach as my shirt rides up my body. Hissing as he moans and rocks his hips slowly, I curl my fingers into his naked skin.

“Both,” he gasps. “Fuck, I fucked up, Darling.”

Flynn drops his lips to my neck as he kisses up it. He’s getting warmer, quickly, and I don’t know what to do. I don’t feel as if it’s encouraging me to go into my heat, but I can feel my slick beginning to leak out of my pussy as it clenches on nothing.

“I need you to ride my face,” Flynn moans. “I’m sorry, I don’t need a knot yet, but?—”

“Whatever you need, honey,” I coo. My heat was a shit show of pain. I will never let Flynn go through any of that. This omega deserves only good things.

Wiggling out of my long-sleeved shirt and joggers, then panties, I throw my clothes outside of the nest. Flynn’s large hand runs down my body, squeezing and caressing almost lazily.

“Does this belong to me?” he asks with a satisfied smile as he pauses between my legs, dragging his fingers up my pussy, collecting my slick as he bumps my clit.

“Yes… I don’t know who else it would be for,” I snark. I’m not ready for when he grabs two palmfulls of my ass, turning me as he lifts me onto his face.

A gentle swat on my ass makes me shiver before he pulls me tightly over his open mouth.

“Come on my tongue, Wren. I want your first ever orgasm to be fucking mine,” he growls. I swear, he has major swinging big dick alpha vibes, though he has the dick part down. “Stop thinking about my dick, Darling. I promise you’ll get it soon.”

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