Page 99 of Knot My Sin

God save me from my alphas. Why was that so hot?

“Oh, so I once followed him to the gym he’d go to a few times a week,” he says, getting back on track. Ambrose leaves my hand resting on his cock as he continues to hold it, and I can’t bring myself to pull away. “There was a rule there that alphas, betas, and omegas were to behave well at all times, so it was safe for him. He didn’t see me, and I surprised him by following him into the shower. We fucked under the water, nearly getting kicked out.”

“Oh my God,” I mutter, giggling.

“I had to bribe the owner with two full months paid in full for our memberships,” Ambrose tells me with a wide grin. “We didn’t court for long, maybe three months, before we asked him to move in with us. We built this house, denying Flynn nothing when he requested things, because it was his home too.”

“When did you move in here?” I ask. “Building takes a long time, doesn’t it?”

“Eh, maybe eight months later? The house is huge, which is the only reason it took so long to build,” he says. “Flynn said he never wanted to move again, it’s unsettling for him, and it honestly is a lot of fucking work.”

“Packing a house this big to move? I can’t even imagine,” I agree, shuddering. “Flynn is really at home here, and it’s beautiful. I can see why he wouldn’t want to leave.”

Ambrose squeezes my hand as he parks outside of the house. “And you? How are you settling in, Wren?” he asks. His beautiful dark eyes remind me that we’re not bonded, making me take a deep breath as I think.

“There’s been a lot of changes,” I say slowly. The truth is, I don’t have a place of my own, I just kind of flit from one area to the next. Ugh, I can’t tell him that. “I don’t think I’m completely comfortable living here yet.”

Ambrose kisses my hand before letting go of it to put the truck into park. He doesn’t even pull the vehicle in the garage, but I guess he can do that later.

“Honey, take all the time you want,” he says. “Omegas are special, there are things you have to have in order to feel settled. Lean into your instincts, and ask for what you need, Wren. You better believe we’ll bend over backwards to make it happen. The guys missed you, let’s go inside, yeah?”

“Yeah,” I whisper, unclipping my seatbelt.

“Wait for me, please,” he growls, opening the door to climb down. My lips twitch as I watch him walk around to open my door.

I never would have thought to ask for anything from the guys. Is that sad? I kind of feel untethered, and I’ve never been a normal omega. I’ve been taught most of my life to suppress my instincts, so it’s odd to try to listen to them. I do just feel off, but I thought that was normal.

Is there a manual for transitioning into living a normal life after being captive for ten years? I’d sure love it if so.

No? Damn.

There’s a rueful smile on my lips as Ambrose helps me down the steps. I’m too short for this truck.

“What are you smiling about?” he asks curiously as he closes and locks the door behind me as we begin to walk toward the house.

“I was thinking about what you said,” I explain. “I don’t think it ever crossed my mind to ask for anything. I’ve never been allowed to ask. As a kid, we always had so many mouths to feed, I felt guilty for asking, so I stopped. Then, I had no reason to ask for anything with Trey.”

“Fuck, we’re assholes,” Ambrose grunts, throwing his arm over my shoulder to pull me to him. The scent of chili and oranges is distinctly familiar because it’s him. “None of us know what it’s like to be you, Wren. I know what Flynn needs and wants, but every omega is different, and that’s okay. I think you seem really well adjusted until you’re not, so we almost forget that you have alternative needs.”

“I’m kind of a pain in the ass,” I say self-deprecatingly. I know I’m not normal, but I don’t know what normalcy is or what it looks like for someone like me.

“Not in the least,” he denies. “You’re perfectly you. We’re the ones who have to catch up, honey. Don’t forget that. Raise the bar, and make us reach for it, Wren. We’ll rise to the challenge.”

My back gets a little straighter as he opens the front door, opening it wide for me to walk through. He’s right in a way. If I never ask for anything, I’ll just be continually disappointed. I’ve demanded them to do things for Flynn, but find myself unable to ask for myself. I need to sit with that for a bit to process it, I think.

“Wren!” my omega squeals, leaning against the wall in the entryway. God, has he been waiting for me?

We kind of took forever. It’s late in the day by now.

“Did you have fun, Darling?” he asks, pushing away from the wall to steal me from Ambrose.

As he kisses me, I swear Flynn manages to steal the breath from my lungs. My omega can seriously kiss.

“I did,” I whisper with wide eyes. “Did you miss me?”

“Desperately,” he says dramatically. “Can I show you something? Then, I’m thinking about taking a walk before I start dinner.”

“A walk sounds nice,” I agree, knowing I’m already invited to come along. I don’t need to second guess things with Flynn for some reason, it’s just easy with him.

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