Page 10 of Knot Their Valentine

I give myself six days tops. I’m that weak. At least I’m self-aware, I guess.

Behind me, Quin sucks in a breath, and his cobbler scent of cinnamon and peaches spikes heavily in the air until I’m inhaling nothing but his desire. My eyebrows climb my forehead, but I don’t dare look at him. His scent is so ripe that I think maybe he’s close to his heat.

His low whine turns to a deep growl, and my body erupts in goosebumps. I have to bite my lip, hard, to avoid reacting to the sound.

I can’t do fuck all about the way my body responds, though. My nipples harden, and my own scent dances with his, filling the room with chocolate drizzled strawberries and peaches. I’m frozen in place for a long moment.

When I work up the nerve to glance over my shoulder, Quinton is holding my massive blue alien vibrating knot simulator in his hands.

I blink at the vibrator, then at Quin. Our eyes meet, and he shocks me so deeply, that I feel it in my soul when he smirks.

“Kinky, Low. Giant alien cock, huh?”

The usually sweet, shy, and quiet Omega has rendered me speechless.

“It’s… I’ve never used it. It’s so big that I’m scared it’ll hurt,” is apparently the response my brain decided to go with. Quin frowns, looking away from me to assess the giant cock still in his hands.

“You’re an Omega, you could take twice as much…” He looks so confused. Like he’s comparing the size of my alien cock to Alpha cock. Caelum’s cock? Is he thinking of his mate’s cock? My cheeks flame hotter, no doubt lighting my pale skin up like a Christmas tree. Quin tilts his head sideways, still frowning. “I mean, I take…” He trails off, catching himself before he can finish that thought. FUCKING THANK GOD!

Was he about to say he could take more? Oh, hell… Now I’m thinking about how much cock Quin can take. While he’s fucking me. Or was he thinking of his own cock? Omegas don’t have knots. Male Omegas tend to be pretty fucking big, though…

“Are you a virgin?” he asks, his eyes wide like he’s horrified by the notion, right as my door creaks open. Fan-fucking-tastic. Should we invite the entire complex in to witness my humiliation?

“Virgin?” Lachlan stands there in the doorway of my new bedroom and looks from me to the alien cock to Quin and back to me. I watch as his face morphs from shocked to curious to fucking entertained. There’s a long stretch of silence where my heart does flips in my chest, and my cheeks burn so hot I probably look like a stop sign.

“Ah, so I was correct earlier,” I decide, making a slightly disgusted, but also self-deprecating face as I nod. Lachlan frowns like he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. I fill him in. “This is, in fact, Hell.”

He snorts again, smirking once more. At least he isn’t making that cute ass confused face anymore.

Lachlan crosses his arms and leans against the doorway, clearly not leaving me to wallow in my shame. Quinton still just looks lost. Like being an unmated, virgin Omega is so fucking unbelievable.

“Did you want to borrow that, or?” I hold my hand out and wait patiently for Quin to hand me my dildo. He glances at my hand then startles, shaking his head as if trying to break himself out of a trance.

I snatch it away from him and stuff it under the bed. It lands with an overly dramatic thump if you ask me, and I close my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“If this isn’t Hell, they should take notes,” I grumble to myself. I’ve got two sets of dazzling eyes trained on me when I look up. “As fun as this is, did you need something?” Quin finally realizes what he’s been unpacking prior to the giant cock being discovered. I forgot that damn beast was in that bag…

“I think so. Can’t remember what, for the life of me, though.” Lachlan just keeps that damn smirk on his face as he watches Quin and me. Is it just me, or does he look…interested?

That’s just wishful thinking. And honestly, fucking insane of me. Lachlan has an Omega. Quinton. The man that’s still staring at my panties.

At least Caelum isn’t here.

“I can unpack alone,” I announce, but when no one moves, I throw my hands in the air. “Quin, can you give me some privacy? I don’t love that you just announced my virginity, while holding my alien dick. Or the way you’re folding my things, to be honest.” My eyes bug out as I try to get these men out. Sleeping tonight will be fucking fantastic. With their scents heavy in the air. Wonderful.

“Come on, Omega, before the lady Omega starts attacking,” Lachlan teases, grabbing his mate’s arm and dragging him out of my room. The second the door clicks shut behind them, I fall backward onto the bed.

“Yep, definitely Hell.”

Quinton

Lachlan closes Harlow’s door behind us, his arm still slung over my shoulder. We don’t usually touch this much. It feels good.

I know he’s been lonely. I feel it through the bond. I wish he’d open up to me. I’d offer comfort, if I thought he’d accept it.

But there’s something getting in the way. I don’t know what’s blocking him, but I’m not going anywhere.

When he’s ready, I’ll be here.

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