Page 90 of Knot All That Glitters: Part 2

He arches a brow at Haven. “Really, omega?Now?”

I huff a growl out, hating that he knows what she’s thinking, while the rest of us are in the dark. Haven makes a similar noise, which is adorable, and folds her arms over her chest, a pout on her sweet little mouth. “You gonna make a habit of that, alpha?”

Hale chuckles and loops a hand around her neck to pull her into him, taking her mouth in a searing kiss that has my cock throbbing. Fuck. I was already hard from watching her bite him, but now I’m leaking.

He nips at her mouth. “Tell them.”

“Tell us what?” I ask petulantly.

Haven looks over one shoulder at me, a small smile curling her kiss swollen mouth. “Don’t pout, Jude.”

I try my best to rearrange my face, but don’t succeed if the giggle that falls from her lips is any sign.

Hale laughs too and pushes her off his lap until she’s standing in front of the three of us. He settles more fully against the cushions, arms stretched along the back of the couch, a king on his throne, as she scuffs her bare toes over the carpet, face flushed.

She touches the spot between her breasts, idly stroking where she no doubt feels Hale. “I think,” she says slowly. “That we should bond. Now. Tonight. Right this second.”

All the blood in my body flees south to my cock at the implication, until I swear I feel my knot already swell, which has just never fucking happened before. Not unless I’m buried in Haven’s pussy.

“You mean it, baby girl?” Creed asks, and I want to snap at him not to question it. We’re on the precipice of having her, having everything we’ve ever wanted. Of feeling her in our heartsand souls for the rest of our lives. We can’t give her the option of backing out.

I take a step forward, ready to do this fucking thing, but Tic slaps a hand on my chest, holding me back. “Give her a second, Jude. We need to be sure.” Which is fucking stupid. She wouldn’t have said it if she didn’t mean it.

Haven shakes her head. “I don’t need a second. I know what I want.” Her brow furrows like it bothers her that he can’t trust what she’s saying. “If you don’t believe me, you can ask, Hale. But I mean it.”

I blow out a breath. “We believe you.” The smile she gives me is bright enough to light up the fucking room. I hold out a hand to her. “Now get your ass over here so I can fuck you and fill you and bite you.”

She squeals as she throws herself at me. I catch her easily, hefting her up my body as she slams her mouth against mine. Her arms wind around my shoulders and I take handfuls of her ass, grinding her tight against me as her tongue slips past my lips and runs along the length of mine.

“Nest,” she pants out between kisses as she writhes her sweet little body against me. “Take me to my nest.”

My heart swells hearing her say that. Another sign that she’s accepted that we mean what we say. She’s ours. Will always be ours from this moment until the end of fucking time. Haven Bell—soon to be Haven Calloway—will be ours. Mine.

And I am so fucking hers, it’s not even funny. Have been since the first time I kissed her.

I carry her up the stairs, and into the misty tree painted room. Her hands are clutching at the back of my shirt, trying to pull it up and over my head so she can get at my skin. I feel the same. I want her fully naked, want to feel her against me. Christ, it’s been so long, so fucking long since she’s let me hold her likethis and I feel like a goddamn teenager about to come in my pants from the excitement of it.

But no. No. When I come, it’ll be buried in my omega’s cunt, with my knot in place and filling her with my seed as I bite her. Mark her so that everyone in the fucking world knows she belongs to me. To us.

And then she’s going to bite me, claim me right back. I can’t fucking wait.

Haven mewls against my mouth when she can’t pull my sweatshirt up, and I can’t help but chuckle at how adorable the sound is. “Patience, bellybutton. We’ve got all fucking night.”

She shakes her head as I move toward the bed. “No, I need it now.”

Another low chuckle before I toss her into the mound of pillows and blankets. Her hair flares out and then she blinks up at me—us—still in only her jeans and her lacy pale blue bra. Her pretty gray eyes hungrily run over the four of us standing shoulder to shoulder at the foot of her bed. Almost as one, in complete sync, we all reach over our heads with one hand and drag our shirts up and off. Haven’s mouth drops open on a surprised little giggle. “Did you guys plan that? It was like some kind of boy band move. Are you gonna turn around and shake your asses at me next?”

Without missing a beat, that’s exactly what I do; spin, brace my hands on my knees, and shake my butt at her. The sound of her delighted laugh fills the room and my heart and could probably fill the entire goddamn universe with light, if we were willing to share her with the universe. But we’re such possessive bastards and that we’ll do everything we can to keep her safe and protected and with us.Onlyus.

And Ren. Of course.

A low moan interrupts her giggle. When I turn back around, I find while I’ve been entertaining our girl, my packmembers have surrounded her on the bed, wearing nothing but their underwear. Assholes.

I’m quick to drop my jeans and kick off my socks before scrambling up the bottom of the mattress until I’m between our girl’s thighs.

She gives me the sweetest smile when I hook my finger in her waistband behind the button of her jeans. “Can I?”

“Yes, Jude, please,” she whispers up at me.

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