Page 16 of Tangled in Knots

Groaning as her pussy locks around me, it’s like nothing I ever thought. Her warmth comforts me, she feels safe. Maybe it’s because of this that the haze takes over me and I squeeze her throat as Kane feeds her his pierced cock.

“Such a good girl, choke on my cock like a good little omega,” he croons as Adira comes again around my knot.

Playing with her clit, my voice surprises me when I speak again. It’s deeper than usual, a feral growl as I give into the alpha haze. I can feel a rut coming on as I fuck her with my knot. Adira writhes between my brother and I as Jed and Morris make out while they watch us. Morris has lost his clothes, gasping for my older brother to take his ass.

“You take my knot like a perfect little omega,” I murmur. My words are almost unintelligible, but Adira moans around Kane’s cock. “You’ll be so pretty with my bite. I’ll be able to find you anywhere, no matter what.”

The words feel like a promise as I strike, losing myself to the rut and the alpha haze. As if my rut is catching, Kane snarls and fucks her face harder, and time slips away.

I don’t think of the ramifications as she turns her face away from Kane, and he lets her go with an interested look on his face. He’s processing every move she makes, cataloging what every whine or whimper means. Adira manages to bite down where my shoulder meets my neck as Kane continues to watch me fuck her, coming all over her chin and breasts. Warmth spreads through me before I roar out my own release.

Nothing else matters except her right now. Nothing.

ADIRA

I’m cold. After three days of alphas warming my nest, I didn’t expect to wake up alone. There’s a sting along my neck as I brush my snarled hair back, making me wince. Ow.

Sitting up, the blankets over my body slide down to my waist, and I look around the room. Now that the heat has cleared, I fully expected them to throw me into a basement and leave me. It’s a makeshift nest, but better than I thought I’d get after being chased down and kidnapped from my family home.

Twinkly lights are stapled to the walls, giving the room a gentle glow. There’s also no windows, though the ceiling feels too high. It’s wrong, but beggars can’t be choosers.

The reminder that Dad is dead and I don’t have a home makes me shiver for an entirely different reason. Standing, I walk across the room to find an abandoned shirt. Lifting it, I bring it to my nose to inhale deeply. It smells like strawberries and cream, a scent I’m starting to get to know well. It’s Kane’s, so I decide it’s mine.

Putting it on, I smirk as it hits my knees. It’ll have to be good enough as I investigate where everyone is. Surely, they aren’t still planning to take me to the auction house, right?

Creeping out of the room, I look around as I walk. I’m in a large, finished basement that has central heating. Now that my heat is over, I’m able to think more clearly. I was really out of it and don’t remember who even brought me down here.

Was it Kane? Demon? Or did Jed cradle me in his arms even as he stared at me as if I was a time bomb?

No one is down here, and it’s lonely. It feels so different from the safety I’ve felt for the last few days, even if it was false. My skin feels too tight, my body telling me there’s danger.

There’s nothing down here that’s dangerous, but I know better than to ignore my intuition. The instincts that I ignored while living with my father are coming back online, my mind screaming that it’s for my very survival. Confused, I walk slowly up the stairs, easing up so that they don’t creak.

I can vaguely hear voices beyond the door and wrap my fingers around the knob.

Please, please don’t be right outside the door.

I don’t know why I’m creeping out except that I don’t feel safe. I’m only wearing one mark instead of three. I feel unsettled. I can feel irritation through the bond where Damon is before he locks it down. Something is wrong.

I should have three alpha bites, feel safe, and not be in a house I don’t know. But, I don’t and I’m not, because I’m a silly little omega who went into heat at a terrible time.

Pressing my lips together against a whine, I slowly twist the knob, holding my breath as I do.

“We have to do this,” Jed growls from inside the house. I need to get closer. Leaving the door to the basement slightly cracked, I take stock of where I am. There’s a front door to my left, and then the rest of the downstairs of the house appears to be to my right. “You know how Dad is, guys. We can’t go against him unless we have a plan, and there’s a lot of money that Jeremiah owed him. He wants blood and pain in payment. Otherwise Dad wouldn’t have had us blow up the house.”

Taking a silent breath, I walk slowly to the end of the wall. It feels as if they’ve been at this for awhile, because Jed sounds exasperated. Have they been arguing with him? Isn’t he their boss?

That’s how it feels: if he demands they jump, they’ll ask how high. I get the feeling people don’t deny him what he wants. Except me.

There’s something different about me. I won’t bow down. He can’t control me.

“Dad is texting me for updates,” Demon complains. “I bit her and she claimed me back, Jed. I shut down the bond so that she won’t wake up, and it feels… awful. Angry bees are climbing through my veins, brother. How will I survive knowing that she’s being bought by someone?”

“I’m jealous you can feel her,” Kane says wistfully. “I wanted to bite her, she begged for it, but Jed wouldn’t let me.”

“We already have one heartbroken alpha, I don’t need another,” Jed snarls.

Closing my eyes, I have a hard time processing this conversation.

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