Page 47 of My Knotty Mountain Men

I shift in my seat, slowly taking another bite. I’ve always been the kind of person to speak my mind, so being open with them isn’t an issue for me.

“That’s some heavy shit right off the bat,” Aiden mutters.

“We’re not a newly courting pack. We’ve already made a baby with her,” Nolan points out.

All of their eyes flick over to me, and I bite back a grin as their eyes drop to my belly. Ugh, it kills me the way their faces soften at the thought of the baby growing inside me.

“I’ll go first,” Nolan speaks again. “I’m secure in my place in this pack. I’m not afraid of Violet taking over and pushing me away. I already know that won’t happen.”

My eyes widen. “Never. I want you just as much as I want them,” I insist.

He smiles. “I know, Sweets.” He winks. “That’s why I said I’m not worried. What I am worried about is people trying to tip-toe around me to save my feelings. On whatever it might be. Don’t. Be open, be honest, and whatever it is, we will work through it together. That’s something you all should think about doing when it comes to your own thoughts and worries too.”

“Agreed.” I nod.

“Thomas?”

He shifts awkwardly. “Well... it’s going to take me some time to not feel like if I look away, you’ll disappear,” he admits, looking over at me. Guilt hits me hard, but I swallow it down and let him continue. “I don’t like being away from you for very long. I don’t mean to be smothering, I just...” He scratches the back of his head.

“I understand.” I smile, not at all bothered by his need to be close.

“I‘ve become a very angry person these past few months, and I’m tired of it. I miss being happy. I want to be happy with allof you. I want us to get to know each other, experience things together, to go through this pregnancy together.”

“Me too.” I chew on my lip, my hands picking at the strings of my stolen hoodie.

“Aiden?”

“I’ve spent the past three months with no physical touch. I didn’t want it, didn’t feel like I needed it. I was in a numb state of mind and...” He looks at the guys. “I hate myself for it.” He looks back over to me, and I see the pain in his eyes, the way the guys look at him with love. “Since the moment you’ve walked back into our lives, that’s changed. All I want is to touch you. All of you.” He looks at the guys. “It’s like everything I’ve missed came rushing back. I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but I feel like I need... I need... fuck,” he sighs, grabbing at his hair like he’s getting overwhelmed.

Getting up from my seat, I make my way around the table and sit in his lap. “You need to feel us.” I smile at him, my hand caressing his cheek, scratching at his beard. “You want physical touch.”

“Yes,” he rasps, and I feel him getting hard underneath me.

“You want to know we’re here, that we’re not going anywhere.”

He slowly nods. “But I don’t want to be too much.”

“You can never be too much,” Nolan reassures. “We’ve always been big on physical affection, and that doesn’t need to change.”

I can see it in his eyes; he’s afraid that his needs are going to scare me off, that I’m going to think it’s all too much and get overwhelmed.

Needing to comfort my Alpha, I move so that I’m straddling his lap, biting back a groan as his thick cock pushes against my center. I have to resist the urge to grind down.

Taking both hands, I glide my fingers through his hair. He groans, his eyes fluttering shut as I run my nails against his scalp.

“Wanna know a secret?" I murmur, bringing my lips close to his, hovering just an inch away.

“What?” he rumbles.

I grin as I brush my lips against his, loving the way his hands grip my hips. “I’m needy,” I whimper, allowing myself to rock against his erection. My perfume fills the air as he grunts, eyes snapping open and seeing just how close I am to him. “I want to be touched and to have my Alphas take care of me,” I breathe out, my eyes locked on his as I continue to move. Our breathing picks up, lust burning brightly in his eyes. “Would me constantly needing something from you scare you off, Alpha? Whether it be your body...” I pant out, grinding down harder as I pull his hair just a little. He growls, digging his nails harder into my hips. “Or being told how much you want me...how much you care for me...and eventually how much you love me?”

“No,” he growls, jaw clenching as he takes control, moving me along his length.

“Oh god,” I whimper. “Fuck.” Taking a few breaths, I lick my lips and continue. “Then if you’re alright with that, why wouldn’t I be here for your needs?”

“Because,” he growls, moving me faster and faster. My hands reach out, grabbing onto his shoulders to stabilize myself. “I don’t want to just be near you or hold your fucking hand. I want to be inside you,” he groans. “To bury my cock deep inside that tight little Omega pussy. Then after you give us that amazing gift, I want to knot you so fucking good that I knock you up all over again—to keep putting my fucking babies inside you.”

My heart beats wildly, my breathing erratic as my belly cramps, arousal folding me in waves. Apple pie is thick in the air, and I know everyone smells it as a gush of slick floods my pussy.

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