Page 161 of Knot Your Fated M.U.S.E.

A moment of comfortable silence settles before I turn my attention to Atlas.

"I want to come with you for the mission!"

The collective groan from Vale and Dante carries notes of familiar exasperation.

"We already told her no," they protest in unison.

Atlas merely arches an eyebrow as I launch into a detailed explanation of why I should be allowed to join them.

My voice grows more animated as I build my case, listing credentials and capabilities with increasing passion.

"You better hurry up so we can enjoy pack sex as dessert because you're all being shy and slow about it, and I know what I'm capable?—"

The rest of my argument disappears as Atlas moves with preternatural speed, his hand finding my throat as he pins me against the kitchen counter.

His kiss steals both breath and protest, tongue claiming my mouth with devastating thoroughness until I'm panting against his lips.

When he finally pulls back, his voice drops to a register that sends heat pooling low in my belly.

"I want my little Goddess wearing nothing but that cute little dark pink set I bought you. The one you complained about that doesn't cover anything." His words paint vivid pictures that make my pulse race. "Laid out on the table where each Alpha is going to eat you out wholeheartedly before you'll suck their cocks generously, in preparation for the fucking they'll deliver all night long."

The explicit description leaves me gawking, my mind spinning with possibilities I'd barely dared imagine. His logic proves frustratingly sound when he adds.

"We can't do that if you're tired from the mission, can we?"

Damn…

"No," I admit quietly, heat flooding my cheeks.

"Then be the good Omega you are and listen to Daddy until we get back, yes?"

"Y-Yes, Alpha..." The words emerge breathless as desire courses through my veins.

"Hmm?" His teeth tug gently at my bottom lip, the slight pinch sending jolts of electricity straight to my core.

"Yes, Daddy."

The admission comes out flustered but certain as my body responds to his dominant presence.

My pussy pulses with need, a reaction he clearly anticipated when he instructed me to wear only underwear beneath my clothes this morning.

His thigh slides between my legs, pressing against my core with deliberate pressure that draws a soft whimper from my throat.

"Good girl."

The praise sends fresh heat flooding through my system moments before his lips claim mine in another searing kiss.

"I'm heading to the van first." One final kiss punctuates his statement before he releases me completely.

At the doorway, he adds.

"Dante. Hurry up."

"Uh...yes...sure...coming..." Dante's flush speaks volumes as he mutters, "That was fucking hot."

His gaze shifts to Vale with sudden concern.

"You better take an energy drink or something because we'll need you for that kitchen dessert shit."

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