Page 21 of Knot Their Valentine

“Here,” Cae picks one of the chocolate covered strawberries up by the stick we shoved into them, and lifts it to my lips. I glare at the Alpha, but don’t resist. He’s just stubborn enough that he’d probably fight me on this.

The chocolate cracks, and some of the tiny pieces fall down my chin, and onto my breasts. I cup my hand under my chin to catch the excess, as I finish taking my bite. My eyes flutter shut, because fuck, thats good.

“Mmm, yummy.” I murmur, as I finish chewing. When I open my eyes, Caelum is still kneeling before me, holding the dessert, but the plate is behind him on the coffee table now.

“Bite, Omega.” Cae instructs Quinton, whose eyes light up with desire when his Alpha’s tone deepens.

“Yes, Alpha.” Quin leans forward, as Cae presses the already bitten strawberry to his lips for a bite. The moan he releases is criminal, and I feel my slick wetting my panties.

I watch as he chews slowly, and I want to lick a drip of strawberry juice off his lip. His tongue swipes across it though, making me pout.

Cae pulls the remaining half off the stick, and lifts it between the two of us.

“Share the last bite.” His growly tone is so sexy. Why is he so hot? Why is Quin so hot? Why are their scents so fucking good? I lean in slowly, as Quin does the same. He’s looking at me now, our bodies still pressed close together.

My teeth sink into the fruit, my lips brushing over Caelum’s fingers, as Quin does the same, his head tilted slightly. It’s like we’re about to kiss, and my heart races in my chest.

My scent is heavy in the air, mixing so well with theirs. I pull back so I can chew, and watch as Cae licks his fingers clean.

“Missed some.” Quin murmurs, reaching forward to swipe some of the chocolate off the tops of my breasts.

“Want me to lick it clean for you?” Cae offers with one of his cocky smirks.

I stare at him for a long moment, and can’t tell if he’s joking or not.

This plan is backfiring spectacularly. I made a grave miscalculation.

Shit is getting too real. They’re calling my bluff…

“I need sleep!” I announce, jumping to my feet. Caelum is still kneeling in front of me though. Instead of picking one direction or the other, I panic, and try to fucking plow through him.

One foot plants on either side of his knees, and I stand. This presses his face right up into my upper abdomen, and as he looks up at me…he’s got a face full of titties.

His hands snap to my hips, preventing himself from falling back, and me from escaping.

“If you wanted my hands on your body, you could have just asked, Fireball,” Cae growls. The sound has a whine slipping free from my chest. Oh, heck.

I plant my hands on his shoulders, staring down at him.

This is entirely the wrong position to be in with this Alpha.

“Goodnight!” I yelp, and make a mad dash for the hall. This time I do pick one direction, and still nearly knock the Alpha over as I run.

I slam my door shut behind me, and fling myself into my bed.

What the fuck am I doing?

This needs to stop!

I have to get a hold of myself and these damn hormonal ass instincts.

“Naughty Omega…”someone whispers, waking me. I’m warm, so warm…there’s a heavy weight behind me, and when I try to blink, all I see is darkness. The scent of peaches and apricots is heavy in the air, and I have to resist groaning.

“Shh,” the man behind me hisses, before snuggling further into me. Quin. His scent is all over my sheets now. Oh hell, I'll have to wash these tomorrow. Quin tightens his hold around my body, one of his hands is flat against my abdomen, and I can’t stop the train of dirty thoughts from leaving the horny station.

I can’t fight the urge to wiggle my hips, just a little, as my ass presses into his hardness.

“Come on, before you wake her,” Caelum adds, but he makes no move to extract his Omega from my bed, or my body.

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