Page 208 of Tangled in Knots

“We’re taking you out on a date,” Jed says smoothly.

“It also counts as training,” Kane says with a smirk. “Don’t let Jed try to sweet talk you, little rabbit.”

“Never,” she says sarcastically as he opens the door to the back seat. “Why is there a bag?”

“Change of clothes,” I respond, getting in on the driver’s side. The doors all close once we’re in the vehicle, and she opens the bag, peering inside. “How does a little friendly competition sound?”

Adira smirks as she shrugs off her vest, her dress being pulled over her head as she changes. The three of us drool over her perfect tits, her bra pushing them to the sky. Forcing myself to turn forward, I clear my throat, ignoring Jed’s knowing gaze at the erection in my pants.

“There are a lot of ways you three can wipe the floor with me,” Adira says, pulling on a long-sleeved shirt.

Putting the SUV into reverse, I carefully back out of my space, allowing Jed and Kane to take over the conversation.

“Outdoor paintball,” Jed says. “There’s a field just outside of the city that does it. There’s padding, goggles, and we work in teams to find each other. I want to work on your aim while you’re in motion. Damon could use the practice too.”

“Low blow,” he groans. My lips twitch that Jed can joke about this. It shows how far we’ve come recently. “So what are the rules?”

Damon is already dressed in comfortable clothes, or we’d have brought him a bag as well. Adira pulls off her boots and tights, but not before handing her knife to Kane to hold who is sitting next to her.

“Three against two it looks like, unless Duncan or Callum answer my text,” Jed says. “No face shots, sniper shots are acceptable. Anyone with three paint shots on their torso is out. Losing team with everyone out buys dinner.”

“And sucks my cock,” Kane drawls, winking at me as I glance in the rearview mirror.

“I’ll pass on sucking your cock,” Damon says, snorting. “I thought it would be weird to watch you with Morris, but I was too focused on Adira being fucked to think about it.”

Adira finishes buttoning her pants and tying her boots, laying back with a huff.

“So are we saying that Morris and I are going against the Dresmond brothers?” Adira asks, amused. Her vest is the last thing to be pulled on, and then she straps the knife to her thigh, clearly giving zero fucks that it’s visible now.

We’re leaving the city, we’ll be outside, and the owners of the paintball facility don’t seem too concerned about weapons like knives, as long as they’re not used on their property. Fair enough. We also rented out an hour and a half of their time to have a mini paintball war.

“Fuck it, if the Kelly brothers can’t join us, then that’s what we’ll do,” I say as I drive.

“Just got the text that neither can make it,” Jed says, messaging back on his phone. “May the best team win.”

While the brothers are very well trained, I move just as silently. The facility has train cars scattered about the property as cover, along with trees and large metal barrels. I’ve already scouted out the area online, while the guys haven’t that I know of.

The research gives Adira and I a decent chance anyway.

May the best team win, indeed.

KANE

I’m searching for a gorgeous beta and a beautiful little rabbit. Damon, Jed, and I have taken off silently, searching for our targets. We each are wearing black padded jackets, a blue line on our helmet the only thing that delineates the difference betweenus and the green team. Since there’s only two teams, I’ll let you guess who I’m hunting.

The sound of feet moving forward hits my ears and I walk silently up the metallic steps to get high enough to see over the train containers. If I can’t see, I’ll get on top of it. My eyes move to make sure I’m not making myself an open target when I hear the puffs of air that show that paintballs are being shot.

“Ah fuck!” Jed yells, making me smirk.

Now we’re evenly matched on teams. That was fast.

Popping my head up, I gaze around, looking for any signs of danger. Seeing a green lined helmet of a large beta running through the park to get to the next safe place, I hear the splat hit before I drop down instinctively.

A solid green paint stain is on my shoulder.

How the fuck did that happen?

Alright, game fucking on. Little rabbit, you’re learning very well how to be a sneaky little omega.

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