Page 38 of Knot Happening

If he can hear the nerves in my voice, or sense how flustered I am, he doesn’t comment. “Any man in his position would.”

I suck in a sharp breath. Was he referring to himself? “Oh?”

“But you can say no at any point. Make your boundaries clear before you begin. Negotiate with him… What do you think access to your body is worth? How much would you charge to lethimfuck you?”

I swallow thickly, my breathing ragged. I’ve only had sex with one Alpha, and that was three years ago. I haven’t felt safe enough with anyone else to let them in like that again. “I don’t think I could let him knot me… I don’t know him.”

This is not the kind of conversation I was expecting. I was thinking more like, fully nude dances, and maybe the full Omega treatment. Cuddles and scent soothing. Stuff Dream does.

“How much should I charge, I don’t know… I mean, how far do I let him go… I need the money.”

Rambling. Again. He doesn’t try to calm me this time. “You’ll make ten just walking into the room. There are things he likes. Things you can do. You could possibly make over fifty grand tonight, if you were willing to do what it takes to earn that kind of cash.”

I feel like I can’t inhale deeply enough. Could I go that far with a masked stranger? I need twenty for the deposit. If I let things go far enough, I could have months worth of care covered in one night of working.

“Is it always like this, I mean, are there a lot of clients who–?”

“Some. The opportunities are there. Depends on the jobs you want to take on. This should show you how far you’re willing to go, and in the future you’ll know what kind of services you want to offer.”

“I’m not experienced. I mean, it’s been a while, and there was only one time… I’m not some sexual fiend. He might be disappointed… I was expecting to dance.”

It’s embarrassing to admit this to Declan, but he’s the only guidance I have at the moment. “That won’t be an issue.”

“How do you know? What’s expected of me? I need more information. Whatthingsdoes he like? Whatthingscan I do?” I don’t know this mystery Alpha. What does he look like? What’s his scent like? What if we’re so incompatible that I can’t perform.

I can tell he’s bothered by how worked up I’m getting, but I need answers. I need the money. I want to do this, I just feel like I’m going in blind.

“He likes sexy as fuck Omegas that slick easily and smell like vanilla cream. He’ll like the outfit you’re wearing and being in control of the body encased in that delicate lace. He’ll tell you what he wants, what you can do, and you decide if you want to do it. You’re the one with all the power. Bring him to his knees, Omega. Stop thinking and start moving. Use those deadly curves, and that wicked tongue, for something that’ll get you paid.”

Kodiak

My brother and I are often mistaken for the other when someone doesn’t know we’re twins or has never met me before.

I think the pretty little Omega sensed something was off, but was too desperate to fully consider what she was seeing.

I keep tabs on my brothers, so I know that Hayden is stalking this Omega. Tatum. Has been for a while from what I can tell, but I was unaware of her identity until she started working here.

I was too busy trying to catch the man trying to kill my brothers and me to pay much attention.

However, when she walked in wearing that uniform, those unbelievable curves on display, and her anxious scent filling the office with vanilla cream and blueberry? It was hard not to get pulled into her orbit. The appeal is clear.

I wanted to sink my cock into her over this desk. I might have, if she hadn’t confessed that she hasn’t taken a knot in years. Is that why Hayden is obsessed? She’s only taken his knot? That would make her the Omega from three years ago. That changes things, if she is.

Declan was enamored by someone recently as well. It was over before I could discover who. Was it this Omega that had his knot in a twist?

I shouldn’t be doing this, but I’m too invested now. I tug the mask over my head, and lock my side of the bond down tightly.

Heat races through my veins as I imagine all the pretty sounds I can draw from the sexy Omega waiting behind the door of the private room.

My smile is genuine as I push the door open and step inside.

Chapter Eighteen

Tatum

Low lighting and rich, dark colors set the tone of the private room my client has reserved. The main feature of the space is a low platform stage with a pole front and center. A luxurious king bed made up in black silk sheets sits at the back of the space with a red leather couch.

The curtain covering the door swishes open, I can’t stop the gasp that escapes me, when the large Alpha walks in.

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