Page 28 of The Knot Before Christmas

He watches me, like my offer to join sounds very tempting to him. But he doesn’t take the bait.

“Clean up and get downstairs. Food is ready.”

With one last look at me, eyes full of longing as they sweep down my body, he turns around and shuts the door.

My eyes snap down to Ian’s, and I point at him. “I am not yours.”

“Whatever you say, Nova.” He grins that fucking grin again.

“Stop smiling like that or I’m going to slap it off your face,” I warn.

The asshole just grins wider.

Thankfully, his knot deflates and I huff, pulling myself off of him. A big gush of slick and his cum comes out, dripping all over him, the bed, and my legs.

“Looks like you made a little mess there,” Ian teases, leaning over to run his fingers up my thighs, getting some of his cum and my slick on his fingers.

I gape at him as he smirks, putting them in his mouth and licking them clean. “I thought my favorite flavor was your sweet slick on my tongue, but I think I very much like the taste of us mixed together more. Need help cleaning up?” he asks, licking his lips.

Heat blooms in my lower belly and I swallow down my whimper, liking that idea way more than I should.

“No,” I growl. “Fuck you.”

He just chuckles softly. “Nah. But I’m more then happy to fuck you any time you like, sweet little Omega.”

He lays back, putting his arms behind his head as he watches me, just laying there in all his naked glory. His semi-hard cock still messy with our joint releases.

He looks devastatingly sexy right now.

I bite my lip, considering his offer.

“No.” I pull my gaze away. “Bad Alpha. Evil Alpha,” I mutter more to myself as I rush out of the room and across the hall to the bathroom.

“Whatever makes you feel better, Nova!” Ian calls out. “But we both know you and I are inevitable.”

“Eat dick!” I shout back in anger as I slam the door shut.

What the fuck was that?Yes, I wanted to pass time by getting free orgasms. But it was only supposed to be sex. Why the hell was I feeling so many damn conflicting emotions? I almost asked him to bite me!

This was not what I wanted.

What did you expect? They’re not just any Alphas, they’re your scent matches. It’s not going to be easy; it can’t just be casual.

Fuck you ,conscience. I’m going to prove you wrong. I only felt like that because Ian is nice.Toonice.

I’m sure once I manage to get Will in bed, it’s going to just be raw, primal sex. Nothing more.

And with Nick? Ha, like there would be anything but hate sex with him. I’m going to get that Alpha on his fucking knees and begging me for it. And if he doesn’t, then he doesn’t get my body.

Because there’s no way I’d give it up to Nick that easy. He’s going to have to work for it. And even then, maybe I’ll just stick with Will.

Not Ian. Feelings are getting too muddled with Ian.

He’s too nice. I can’t do nice. Because nice makes me feel things I don’t want to feel.

These men are criminals. They kidnapped me. They are not good people—even if Ian gives me hard-core golden retriever vibes. Even with the fact that if there was a gun against my head and I had to choose an Alpha, I’d choose him; that still doesn’t mean he’s good.

“How long are we going to lie to ourselves, Nova?” I mutter as I get under the shower spay.

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