Page 111 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

Issa giggled and tried to get away as I held her ankle in my hands and took my time sucking her toes into my mouth.

I couldn’t fucking help myself. When we’d finally stumbled through the door after work, we’d followed Amir’s perfume through the house and found our omega and beta putting on the most delicious display. She’d been straddling his face while sucking his cock, her hair creating a curtain so only their movements were visible while Amir’s cock and her cunt were hidden.

At least they were until the three of us barged in, ripped off our clothes, and joined in.

Now, we were all lying on the pack bed snuggling, the TV playing lightly in the background in the omega wing.

Enzo, Cyrus, and I decided to take off a few hours early since the bar was a little slow tonight, pushing our Harleys just over the speed limit to return to the pack house. Aryn and the rest of the staff weremore than capable of handling things and shutting down for the night. And we all had our phones if anything arose.

I was at the foot of the bed, admiring her eccentric nail design while worshipping her dainty little toes. And by worshipping, I meant I was alternating between admiring, kissing, and sucking on her little toes. How had I never noticed how adorable her feet were?

Her fingernails were just as colorful with designs painted on them but also had little gems attached. Amir had decided to go for the flash, as well, with a bright pink ring finger and bright pink tips in what they informed me was a reverse French manicure. Who knew there were so many fucking terms for something as simple as nail paint?

Nail polish? Nail art?

Whatever.

I’d never really thought about getting my nails done – though I did indulge in pedicures for my sore feet – but now that I was seeing how cool they could be, I was considering joining them on their next outing and getting some cool design that could be seen from the crowd when I was on stage.

“That tickles!” Issa squealed as she tried to squirm out of my hold, but I just rolled forward until my body weighed down her legs and kept her in place so I could continue my inspection of her feet and toes.

“I never knew toes could taste so good,” I said, sucking her big toe into my mouth before releasing it with a pop.

“You’re gross,” she said half-heartedly.

“How did wedding planning go today?” Cyrus asked.

He was on his back with Issa’s head on one shoulder, Amir snuggled on his other side.

“Overwhelming,” Issa admitted with a sigh. “I had no idea how much went into all that.”

“It didn’t help that my mom went fullBig Fat Greek Weddingon her,” Amir said with his eyes closed and a soft, happy smile tugging up those delicious, full lips.

“It’sMy Big Fat Greek Wedding,” I corrected. “And what do you mean? Was she overinvolved?”

Issa shifted a little and the muscles in her legs went tense below me.

Abandoning her feet, I pushed to my haunches and stared down at her. I’d been so tired when we’d rolled into the driveway.

After a few orgasms and some pack time, I was wide awake and full of energy. “I’m sure Amir can talk to her. She seems like she’s the motherly type and wouldn’t take offense to being told she’s going overboard.”

Another of those shifts and she was having difficulty maintaining eye contact.

“That’s kind of the problem,” she admitted softly.

She had worked so hard to come out of her shell and Amir had helped her break through so many emotional boundaries and walls so she could open up to us and tell us how she truly felt.

“I didn’t really have a mom. I had an incubator then I had nannies. It’s…I like it. Don’t get me wrong.” A smile bloomed on her face. “And she said I’m just as much her daughter as...well, her daughters. But it’s going to take me some time to get used to that.”

“Hey, you learned to trust us, and you were scared of alphas when we met you. There’s no rush,” Cyrus said, running a hand over her hair before tugging her closer so he could plant a kiss to her forehead.

“I know,” she said, shimmying closer to him and drawing her legs up until one knee was crossed over his groin, resting just above where Amir’s was resting over Cyrus’s thighs. That alpha couldn’t move if he wanted to…

But why would he want to?

“I did decide that I want something more casual and lowkey, not a whole lot of guests since I don’t really have much family left or any friends other than you four and Aryn. And I definitely don’t want one of those big, poofy gowns like they forced on Cora.”

Three matching growls lifted on the air at the mention of how Cora’s life could’ve turned out had Enzo’s brother and his pack not decided to try to use Pack Alvarez’s only omega daughter as leverage.

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