Page 20 of Knotting Before Them

He was so warm. I sat down and took my shirt off, turning to Wylder, who was already on his phone.

“Come here.”

“One second,” he promised with the phone between his ear and his shoulder, his eyes burning for me.

I rode Theo’s face as I screamed for more, needing Wylder there too. And maybe even Noah…

Shit, Noah was so hot, soimpossiblyhot. He was mean and difficult, and for some reason, that made him hotter.

I wanted him too, but I felt bad for the boys. I was having the time of my life, and yet, I didn’t feel enough.

I needed more.

“Dumbass, she’s in heat. Come back home.”

He ended the call without another word and came to us, moving his finger to lift my chin up.

“Do you want to ride mine now?”

I nodded. I was too hungry.

“She’s in heat. Comeback home.”

Those words sliced right through me as I gripped the wheel and raced home.

Wylder’s family left this cabin for him years ago, and we used it occasionally if one of us needed to be away from everything. When I left that morning, I wasn’t trying to run away. If I was, I wouldn’t go to a place we all knew so well.

I just needed… space.

From the second she stepped into the house, her scent took over. I couldn’t think anymore. My skin stretched over my bones, making me uncomfortable with my own decisions.

I couldn’t hold any hope in my heart anymore. It hurt to try, and that sunshine of a girl was all hope. So, I didn’t follow my instincts. Instead, I let fear get the best of me.

She was gorgeous, bright, and the definition of happiness. All that was denied to us twenty years ago was standing in my kitchen, and instead of grabbing it, I ran.

Like a coward, I left her there. I showed how much I didn’t want her in my house, when in reality, she owned every singlething to my name. She owned me completely.

And now, she was in heat, and I wasn’t there.

“Fuck!” I cursed when I realized it would take me at least an hour to reach home. To reach her.

I never considered myself dumb, and yet when it mattered, I was the dumbest of them all. I left my omega thinking I disliked her. I left before her first heat.

I fucking left, and now, I had major groveling to do.

It was almost two in the morning when I reached home, my hands shaking with pent-up energy. I barely parked, hopping out of my truck and beelining for the front door.

The scene waiting for me was something out of my dreams.

Julia was spread out, naked, golden thick thighs, damp hair sticking to her forehead, perky tits out. Theo was beside her, helping her drink from a bottle of water while Wylder, the lucky bastard, was eating her out in the middle of our living room.

I swallowed dryly and tried to reach them quietly, but her eyes found me after just one step.

She moved her head away from the bottle and, with a raspy voice, said, “I’m sorry.”

Why was she sorry? I squeezed my eyes shut and went to her, hoping she wouldn’t freak out if I touched her.

Theo got out of the way, and I kneeled close, bringing her back to my chest. “Why are you sorry, sunshine?”

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