Page 29 of Knot Their Valentine

“Are you imagining her hand is wrapping around your cock, Quinton?” the Alpha growls, as I lean back. Quin’s hands fall from my hair, releasing me, and the pillow drops to the throw rug on the floor as I sit up. Lachlan’s hand is in the front of Quin’s pajama pants, his cock is hidden under the fabric.

This is when I should leave. This is when I should stop watching. Instead, I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and bite. Quin is long and thick.

I’m locked in place as my body grows more and more desperate to be fucked, my scent spiking in the air. I can’t hold in the whine that slips free, no matter how hard I try.

“Harlow,” Quin moans my name, and I watch as Lachlan jerks his cock harder under the thin fabric of his Omega’s pants.

“Let's play truth or dare,” Lachlan growls, slowly releasing Quin’s cock, and pulling his hand out of his Omega’s pants. “Those chocolates?”

I swallow hard, as Quin lifts his head, meeting my eyes. His cheeks are flushed, and he’s breathing heavily. His hardness tenting his pants still.

“Sure.” I nod, pulling my lip between my teeth, as my body flushes with heat. “I’ll grab them,” I whisper, climbing off the couch on shaking legs. Once in my room, I take a look at myselfin the mirror. My hair is mussed from Quin’s attention, but my makeup still looks good.

I should have worn something cuter, but if I change now, it’ll be obvious that I want to look cute for them…

Would that really be so bad? I nibble my lip some more. Shit, I don’t know. Lachlan was literally jerking Quin’s cock in front of me. Their scents made their feelings clear.

I glance down at the naughty box of chocolates in my hands.

Can this really be such a bad thing, if it wasn’t even my idea?

“Holy hell,”Quinton murmurs, when I walk back out to the living room a few minutes later. I changed into that dress I wore for the Valentine's Day auction. Stockings and all. Part of me hopes Caelum will catch us. What would he do? Or say?

Would he be angry? Kick me out?

I hand the box to Quin and go to sit beside him since he’s sitting up again, but Lachlan stops me.

“Between us,” the Alpha growls. My eyes go wide, and I snap my gaze to Quin. This is it. The moment that the male Omega snaps…

Or it should be.

Instead, he grins. He looks nearly as mischievous as Caelum always does. It’s incredibly sexy.

I’m a fucking goner. I always have been, in some way, for Quin. But this?

If this goes up in flames and burns everything to the ground… At least I enjoyed the burn.

“Truth or dare?” Quin asks, pulling the lid off the box and setting it on the table, as I take a seat between the two men. The scent of Quinton’s slick fogs my brain so heavily that I feel nearly intoxicated.

“Dare,” I murmur. Half the chocolates are dares, and the other half are truths. Quin picks a dare, lifting the chocolate to my lips. He holds it there, waiting. My lips part, and he slides the sweet treat between them so I can bite. Caramel. “Mmm,” I moan, licking my lips to get every bit of it in my mouth.

Quin eats the other half, keeping his eyes locked with mine, before licking his fingertips clean.

He’s trying to send me to an early grave.

“Damn,” Lachlan mumbles behind me, making me giggle. “Alright, naughty Omegas, read the dare.”

“Lovers choice…” Quin whispers, and my eyes widen. I glance between them, nervous about where this is going, but also very excited.

Lachlan is quiet for a long moment, and it’s almost like I can see all the possibilities flashing in his mind, when he says… “I dare you to get yourself off with that alien vibrator. Loudly.” I blush, thinking that I probably would have done that after this game anyway, when he adds, “While we watch.”

“Right now?” I ask, and he nods.

“Fuck yes.” Quin grins like Lachlan just offered him the keys to the kingdom as he sets the box of chocolates aside in a hurry.

The naughty Omega is up off the couch and down the hallway in a flash. I scramble to my feet, following after him, the scent of his slick heavy in the air as I find him in my room. Pulling the top drawer of my night stand open with a mischievous smile.

“Truth or dare?” Quin asks again, as I prop my hand on my hip.

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