Page 54 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

A flash of her on her knees, leaving that red lipstick all over my cock pulled a whimper from my chest. All three alphas tensed, their heads whipping in my direction.

Holding up my hands, I swallowed down the whine from the increased alpha hormones permeating the air.

“I’m fine. Just horny.”

Ax laughed loudly. Issa smiled sweetly as she grabbed a tissue and a mirror to fix her lipstick. Enzo’s eyes burned a path along my bodywhile Cyrus pushed his fingers through his hair again. I was beginning to think that was his nervous tick. It was endearing as fuck.

I wanted Issa. There wasn’t a single doubt in my mind she was meant to be mine. I was meant to be her omega.

But these three alphas…fuck.

Not only were they gorgeous, not only were they successful and strong, but they treated Issa the way she deserved. They’d been there for her to heal, had protected her, had given her space to grow and let her set the pace for their relationship. I’d told her they looked at her as though she hung the moon, and I’d meant it. They practically shot hearts from their eyes every time they so much as glanced in her direction.

That alone made me want them as my alphas. I wanted to be their omega. I wanted to be pack.

I wanted to be Amir Rivera.

CHAPTER 19

Enzo

Ididn’t dance. That was Ax’s wheelhouse. But when my sweet beta and the delicious omega begged and dragged me onto the floor…how the fuck could I say no?

Cyrus had disappeared into his office to take a call, so I was currently swaying to the thump of bass with Issa sandwiched between my body and Amir’s. More than once, the two of us would lock eyes over my beta’s head and an intoxicating cloud of chocolate covered strawberries would rise, stronger than the scent filtration system could control.

I swore my dick had been hard since I’d heard the telltale sounds of Issa being fucked by Ax. And yeah, I probably should have charged into that room so I could feel our beta’s cunt wrapped around my cock, but I’d sat on the edge of my bed, my fist around my shaft, and fucked my hand until I shot ribbons of cum over my hand to dribble on the floor. At least we had hardwood floors; it was a lot easier to mop up messes that way.

My boner had instantly returned after seeing the way Issa was dressed tonight, watching her on stage with Ax, and now having both her and the omega so fucking close, their scents drilling into my very being and coating my tongue.

By the third song, I had to beg for mercy. It was too fucking hot out here with all these bodies pressed together. Or maybe it was the way I was struggling to stop myself from pulling Issa’s skirt over her ass and taking her right here in the club in front of over a hundred people.

“Let’s get a drink,” I called over the music.

She nodded and smiled, sliding her hand into mine while reaching back for Amir.

She’d changed so much in the past few months, even more so since the night she’d met Amir. I loved watching her grow, loved watching the way she refused to cower even when alphas crowded around us.

Loved the way she trusted me to keep her safe from any possible threat.

Raising my hand, I got the bartender’s attention and put in an order for the three of us. Issa had grown more adventurous and moved from only wine to various mixed drinks and even shots. Like the night she’d gotten a little drunk and dragged Amir to the office for a quick fuck.

Had he been anyone else, that might have pissed me off, scared the shit out of me, and yeah…made me jealous as fuck.

Luckily for all parties involved, she’d just happened to be drawn to the very person we were interested in integrating into the pack.

I might not have had to pay for the drinks at my own club, but no fucking way would I not tip my staff. Slapping down a twenty for Aryn, the bartender tonight, I took the drinks with a nod and passed them to Issa and Amir.

“Can we do shots? When Ax and Cyrus come back?” Issa yelled.

“You sure?” I asked. She was small. She had put on a little more weight during her time with us, but she was still nearly as petite as most omegas.

“We’re celebrating!” She lifted her dirty martini and waited for Amir and me to do the same.

“What are we celebrating?” Amir yelled.

“I have a real pack and a job!” She tilted her drink back and gulped it down instead of sipping on it.

I couldn’t help the frown that crossed my face or the anger that built in my system at her statement.

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