Page 92 of Knot Their Omega

“So, this proves you’re already dripping for me, hmm?” It’s my chance to turn the tables and make her beet red for admitting how turned on she already is for me.

“I never said that.”

“No more blocking panties proves you’re wet right now, even though you just finished showering.”

“Ugh, stop talking,” she huffs and pushes my face away when I try to close in. “Shoo.”

It always makes me chuckle when she does that.

“Fine. I’ll eat you out later,” I offer and help her down. Squeezing her ass possessively, I press her against me, knowing damn well she’ll feel my hard-on against her. “Can’t even last long without getting hard around you.”

“That sounds like a ‘you’ problem,” she complains, yet I know she’s thriving on this intensity between us. “But… will it be weird to say I did kind of miss you?”

God…

“Talk like that and I’m going to be making stupid decisions,” I complain. “Can’t make the temporary leader of this pack look like a fool.”

“Not sure about temporary,” she points out but further runs against me, making me groan as my cock twitches. “I’ll be the judge of this leadership business.”

“Will you?” Gripping her ass, I rub it before I slap her left cheek. She groans and further presses against me until the two of us are fighting not to pull each other’s clothes off.

“See, this is why my actions are totally justified.”

I’m intrigued by the very familiar voice. Astraea is as well because we’re both looking at the doorway to see the all-too-familiar drummer wearing a brown uniform. The hat barely hides his white locks, but the plain black contact lenses he’s wearing make him look more “normal” than usual.

“Kenji?” Astraea states as a confirmation of his identity versus a question. “Why are you in that getup? You work with the moving company?”

“Nah,” he declares proudly as he strolls into the washroom as though he’s lived here all his life. Not only is he pushing me away like I’m a hindrance, but he’s hugging Astraea like she’s his long-lost lover. “Came to see our Omega since it felt like an eternity.”

“It’s been an hour and a half tops,” I huff.“Stop being overdramatic.”

“Says the ballsy talent manager getting upset that I interrupted his need to claim dominance,” Kenji sweetly announces as he points an accusing finger my way while he uses his free arm to wrap around Astraea from behind, pulling her against him. “Sorry, Sweet Hummingbird, but I got to keep you away from that possessive fucker, or we’re never leaving here.”

“Liar,” I groan. “You’re just helping Kai!”

“Maybe,” Kenji laughs. “In our trio dynamic, you already know you’ll lose if Kai’s on the playing field.”

“Favoritism,” I grunt. “Why don’t you admit you have a stalking problem, seeing as you somehow figured out whatwe’ve yet to execute?” I didn’t realize Kai had already called for movers. “You didn’t send me the memo.”

“Says the stalking leader, who has a whole security system set up in the front door, which, by the way, was a pain in the ass to bypass. You’re lucky I remember all your code combinations,or you’d be interrupted by a group of Betas pounding on the door.”

“You did not tamper with my security system,” I grumble while narrowing my eyes his way. He doesn’t hide his sinister grin of triumph, all while clearly hugging Astraea tighter as though she’s the grand prize in all of this.

Okay, maybe sheisthe grand prize.

“What are you going to do about it if I said I did?” Kenji counters. “Seeing as I hacked into it in two and a half minutes means there’s a flaw that needs to be fixed. I figured out what the error of miscalculation is, so that means you need my help in ensuring your flawless program continues to remain platinum standard in the industry.”

I hate when he makes fucking sense.

“What in the blackmail do you want?” I get to the point.

“A date with Sweet Hummingbird, please,” he declares with pride.

“A date with me?” Astraea asks in wonder before she scrunches her face in realization. “Wait a minute! You’ve been stalking me?” She points at Kenji first before her accusing finger points in my direction. “And security? Wait… Morrigan. Morrigan StarCaptors Corp… hold on. You work with the company?”

She pulls her gaze away from me to look at Kenji, which means she assumes I’m not going to answer her promptly enough. Of course, Kenji’s response time is far faster than mine as manic giggles of victory drifting into the hollow air of the washroom.

He loves ratting me out.

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