Page 87 of Knot the Alphas' Feral Omega

“Killian, we can’t...” She groaned when I nipped at the curve of her neck, and quick as a flash, I grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it up so that I could shove my hand underneath.

“We can,” I said huskily as her thighs parted easily for me. She wore a lacy scrap of a thong, barely enough to be called coverage, and it was already sodden with her slick when I teased my fingers over her folds.

“Oh, fuck,” she whimpered, her head falling back against my shoulder. Her legs spread wider, and I took the invitation to slide my fingers under the drenched lace to tease her wet pussy.

“Fuck, you’re so wet already,” I hissed, rubbing her clit and marveling at the way my fingers glided over her flesh. She let out a soft yelp of pleasure as I teased her, and I took pity on my poor girl, sliding my fingers lower to toy with her entrance.

“Been...all day...” she breathed, her eyelids fluttering open to look at me.

A feral grin spread across my face, and I took a moment to look her over.

She certainlylookedlike she had been through the wringer. Her hair and makeup were impeccable, but the flush of her cheeks and the soft gleam in her eyes betrayed her inner turmoil. Her arousal spiced her ordinarily sweet scent, making me growl, and she whimpered when I slid two fingers deep inside of her in one thrust.

“Yeah?” I whispered. “This needy pussy has been distracting you all day, baby girl?”

She nodded, whining, and her hips jerked against my fingers as I touched her, my digits sliding slowly in and out of her as she trembled underneath me. I could sense her frustration and tell that I wasn’t moving anywhere near fast enough for her...but I wasn’t going to get her off and then take her to this gala, all satisfied and leaking omega hormones where other people could scent them.

No, this sweet scent...it was all for me. Forus.

And it wasverysweet...unusually sweet.

I took a deep breath, and tiny alarm bells rang in the back of my mind. I paused in my teasing and looked down at Lilah, taking in her needy, pleasured expression.

Her scent was sweeter than usual, even with the spice of her arousal making everything that much more alluring and complicated. It was...something. It was drawing my attention, it was making my inner wolf growl and want to grab and love andtake...

“Are you almost ready, princess...?”

Oliver walked into the nest without knocking, tugging at the sleeves of his suit, and I saw the moment her scent hit him. His head jerked up, and his pupils blew as he dragged in a deep breath of her intoxicating scent.

“Oliver...” Lilah’s whimper drew my attention back to her, and I chuckled softly, teasing her some more.

“Do you think Ollie is going to save you, baby girl?” I pressed a tender kiss under her jaw, my concern about her slightly changed scent fading from my mind. “You think he doesn’t want to see you all needy and flushed and worked up for us, just like I do?”

Oliver growled, and I saw him approaching out of the corner of my eye, his entire focus on Lilah. “Killian, we have to go...”

I nodded, smirking at Lilah when her gaze found mine in the mirror. “Just a second. We’ll leave after our omega looks and see what a fucking vision she is.”

Lilah’s throat bobbed with a swallow, and Oliver stepped around to her other side so that she was towered on both sides by our frames. Her pupils overtook the blue of her eyes, and her eyes slowly slid down the image in the mirror, her lips parting as she panted.

The reflection was damning in the most delicious way. I was holding the silk skirt of her dress to the side, and her thighs were parted, making it all too easy to see the way my hand was buried between her legs. Her clit glistened with her slick, the lace of her thong pulled to the side, and the way that her wetness clung to my fingers as I slowly tugged them out of her made my stomach flip.

I lifted my hand to my mouth, not looking away from her eyes in the mirror, and slowly licked my fingers clean, growling softly as her taste—still a little sweeter than usual, still making something primal inside of me perk up and take notice—and resisted the urge to drop to my knees in front of her right then and there.

There would be plenty of time for that later, though—plenty of time for her to soak my face and make every part of me smell like her, plenty of time for Oliver and Emmett and me to take our turns with her and make her scream, plenty of time...

“Killian. We really do have to go.” Oliver’s voice broke through my increasingly hormonal reverie, though a glance his way told me he was far from unaffected by our omega and the hormones she was pumping out.

I reluctantly pulled my fingers out of my mouth, leaning down and dropping another kiss to Lilah’s neck, purring when her head dropped further to the side to give me access. “He’s right, baby girl.”

I pulled her underwear back into place before I released her skirt and stepped back, watching the red fabric fall down to cover the part of her I was most interested in at the moment. Oliver’s gaze was just as hungry, watching her like she was the only meal he ever wanted to eat again.

Same, buddy.

I took a deep breath, dragging in one more breath of Lilah’s scent before I clapped my hands together and drew both of their attention. “If we have to go, I suggest we do so now,” I said huskily. “Otherwise, we’re not going to leave.”

Lilah’s eyes gleamed at me, and I got the impression that that would not be the worst thing in the world in her eyes.

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