Page 67 of Big Knot Energy (Shadowverse)

“Someone’s probably lost,” I said, squinting my eyes as the vehicle continued forward until it disappeared around the bend.

We lived in a fairly isolated area, so it wasn’t uncommon for people to take a wrong turn and stop near our driveway, sometimes even pulling in a bit while they checked their directions. Yes. We had approached the drivers on more than one occasion, making sure none of Enzo’s brother’s enemies tracked us to get to Bain and his pack.

“Who cares? Go!” Ax said.

And yep. He’d already pulled his belt free and had a hand on the door, ready to burst from the backseat and sprint into the house the moment it was safe.

Or, knowing him, he might not even wait for Enzo to actually stop the damn vehicle before lunging from his seat.

I chuckled, my dick hard and ready, my knot already half inflated, as Enzo hit the gas and damn near left skid marks on the pavement as he made his way up the driveway, hitting the remote to send the garage door rumbling up so he could dart forward without taking the time to wait.

And just like I’d predicted, Ax pushed through his door before Enzo put the vehicle in park, running into the house and leaving the door wide open.

“Idiot,” Enzo grumbled as he put the SUV in park and hit the button to kill the engine. I swore he called Ax that more than his fucking name. But it was always half-hearted and full of affection, at least to those of us who knew the two.

The moment my boots hit the concrete pad of the garage, my senses were overloaded with sun dried linen and chocolate covered strawberries. It poured through the open door and filled the space of the garage and would filter outside before the door rumbled closed behind us.

“Fuck,” Enzo muttered, pocketing the fob and stomping inside with me hot on his heels.

At least I took the extra few seconds to make sure the garage door was closed and no one had attempted to follow us inside.

Moans floated on the air as I stepped into the mudroom, toeing off my shoes as I walked in without bothering to take the time to line them up neatly.

Those sounds were far too close for our two to be in one of the bedrooms. And the picture they’d sent had been from the kitchen.

Rounding the corner, I nearly slammed into Enzo’s back as my socked feet slid on the tile.

They were still in the kitchen. On the fucking table. Or at least Issa was on the table, her back arched and pushing her breasts out, her legs spread wide as Amir buried his face between her thighs.

Her moans were soft and addictive and like a siren call, luring me forward.

Ax was already on the move, hopping on one foot as he struggled to pull his jeans off the other leg.

I wanted to dive in, to line myself behind Amir or kneel beside Issa’s head and feed her my cock. But…

Fuck, they were beautiful together. Amir’s long curly hair hung down his back, the muscles in his shoulders bunching as he held onto her thighs. Issa’s hair fanned out on the table where we ate every meal together, her eyes closed, her full lips parted, her hands running along her stomach and breasts as our omega pleasured her.

All of this would be saved on the computer from the cameras inevery room, but it was nothing compared to real life. Their scents, their sounds, the way they looked as though the rest of the world had ceased to exist.

Shooting a hand forward, I stopped Ax from diving for our omega and beta, then nodded my head at them when he shot me a disgruntled frown and growled a warning.

He turned his head and stared, then gradually relaxed in my hold.

All three of us stood there watching as Issa cried out her release. Amir continued to lap at her beautiful pussy, working her through the aftershocks, then pushed to his feet. He leaned over her, kissing a path up her stomach to her breasts, then finally claimed her mouth as his cock claimed her cunt.

The muscles in his firm ass bunched and loosened as he set a slow, sensual rhythm, his hand wrapping around the back of her neck to pull her to sitting, her ass hanging slightly off the edge of the table as he made love to her.

My knot was swollen, my cock engorged, but I couldn’t move from my spot on the kitchen floor. My heart felt as though it would explode as Issa and Amir stared into each other’s eyes, sharing breath, their bodies rocking together as her hands smoothed up his chest and over his shoulders.

They weren’t fucking. They weren’t putting on a show for their alphas.

Our omega and our beta were making love.

Dropping my guard, I let our bonds thrum to life in my chest and nearly stumbled. So much fucking love burst to life through the threads tying us all together, and it was coming from every direction, the love we all felt for Issa, the love she felt for all four of us, the love Amir felt for her.

My knees nearly buckled under the sensation.

We’d sought an omega to add to the pack, searching for the right person for Issa, someone who wouldn’t make her feel as though she came in second place.

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