Page 69 of My Knotty Mountain Men

“Stop looking at me like that, Little One,” he growls.

“I will when you give me what I want.” Okay, I’m being a bit of a brat, but you don’t understand how much I’ve been craving a good knot.

I’m taken by surprise when Aiden pushes me against the car once we reach it, his hands slapping above my head. His lower half presses into me, pinning me in place.

I whimper, my nails digging into his back at the sweet pressure of his thick cock.

“Trust me, Little One,” he growls, bringing his lips to hover over mine. “I want nothing more than to sink my knot deep inside that hot, tight pussy of yours. But we all forgot to ask when we were at the appointment, and I’d like to hear it from a professional rather than read it off the internet that knotting you while pregnant is safe. You and the baby are what matter.”

“Damn it,” I whine as I wiggle against him. “How can I be mad at you when you’re being so damn sweet?”

He chuckles deeply, and fuck, that has me gushing slick like a geyser. “You, get in this car, sit down like a good girl, and behave while we drive you home. Then if you listen, I’ll eat that mouth-watering pussy until you're cumming apart on my face. How about that?”

My eyes widen, and I nod eagerly because that sounds like the best damn idea ever.

Pulling me away from the car, he opens the front passenger door and carefully places me in the seat before grabbing the belt and buckling me in.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, kissing my forehead. But I see the smirk.

Oh, this fucker thinks he’s won, huh?

I’m about to prove him so wrong.

Once we’re all in the car and heading away from the airport, I wait until we’re on the highway, heading back towards Snow Valley to make my move. The snow is still on the ground for the most part, but the roads are clear, and there won’t be any fresh snowfall this time of year.

So, apart from the occasional curve in the road, we should be okay.

I hope.

My clit is aching, and I’m really needy right now. Everyone in this car knows it; they can smell my perfume, still strong from the jolt of arousal I got when Aiden pinned me to the car.

When Thomas puts his hand on my shoulder, ready to play with my hair like I knew he would—because he’s unable to keep his hands off me—I take it and move his arm so that it wraps around the side of the seat instead.

If he leans forward, his arm is long enough for him to do what I want.

Even though I’m facing forward, staring out the front window, I can still see Aiden glancing over at me through the corner of my eye. His gaze drops to Thomas’s hand, and he frowns as he goes back to looking at the road. He doesn’t say anything, but I can see the curiosity on his face.

The low hum of the radio fills the car. It’s like everyone is holding their breaths, waiting to see what I’ll do next.

Thomas hasn’t asked what I’m doing or tried to move his hand, so I tug it lightly, letting him know to move his body. He does until he’s leaning between Aiden’s and my seat.

He’s blocking my view of Aiden, so I risk the chance and glance up at Thomas, seeing mischief dancing in his emerald eyes.

He leans forward, his lips brushing the shell of my ear and whispers so low I’m not entirely positive that I heard him correctly. “Do it.”

My breathing grows more shallow as a shiver of excitement runs through my body.

Taking Thomas’ hand, I shift in my seat, angling my body so I’m able to take his hand and slide it down my pants. I’m dressed in leggings today, so there’s nothing giving him resistance as his fingers glide over my messy center.

“Fuck,” Thomas hisses.

“What?” Aiden asks, voice sounding strained. “What's going on?”

With the way Thomas’ body is angled, I don’t think Aiden can see.

My chest heaves as I hold Thomas’ heavy-lidded stare. He doesn’t try to take over and do the job himself. And when he mouthsuse me,I gush slick around his fingers, sending a burst of my perfume throughout the car.

Aiden curses, and Nolan groans. Thomas’ jaw clenches, his nostrils flaring as he swallows hard. Biting my lip, I don’t dare look away as I bring my hand down into my panties, placing it over his.

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