Page 18 of Knot Our Omega

"You are magnificent," he finished for her, then leaned in to kiss her neck. But right before his lips touched her skin, he tightened his grip, pulling her under the water as he sunk below the surface. When they broke the surface again, he was laughing. "Rule number one of living with men, omega. Never trust them to be mature."

She pushed against his chest as she shook her hair, sprinkling water droplets everywhere. I looked at Felix, and with a single nod, we were driving in, coming to our omega's aid. I grabbed her around her waist, pulling her to me as Felix snuck behind Luka, using all his strength to push Luka under the water.

And maybe it wasn't the most mature of actions, this I was aware. But by the time the dark crept over the horizon and the water cooled and we forced ourselves out of the pool, our omega had a smile plastered on her face and she no longer looked at us like she was seconds away from bolting.

Progress. I guess that's what I'd call it.

Trust couldn't be built in a single day, but it was moving us in the right direction by showing her as a unit we could be fun and play. Luka made a terrible first impression, and I suspected it might take her a while to grow away from that, but seeing him touch her, smelling her lusty smell of cherry surrounding us, well... I knew we'd be okay.

"I'm sitting next to Sydney." I knew I sounded whiny, but damn it, her scent was intoxicating.

"Shouldn't have gotten up." Felix smirked.

"Boys." She looked stern, but I suspected our omega had a huge streak of silly in her; she was just afraid to let it out.

Luka stood, rolling his eyes. "I'll sit on the floor."

I grinned, feeling victorious. At least I did until Luka sat on the floor in front of our omega, nudging her legs open so he could rest between them. He reached up, taking the popcorn from my hand and offering the omega some. I flopped down in the now vacant spot next to our omega. "I made that popcorn."

Sydney popped a few fluffy kernels in her mouth. "It's very good."

Felix lifted the remote and hit play, casting the room in the light from the television that took up almost a whole wall. "Our omega teases."

"We could tease her too," I suggested.

"We could," Luka agreed as the room went silent.

When the omega had relaxed next to us, Luka tilted his head, biting gently on her inner thigh. She jumped, nearly landing in my lap at the shock. "What did I do?" Luka grabbed her ankle, yanking her down so he could lean into her thick thighs and kiss the spot he had bitten. Instantly the room smelled like our omega. "I- I don't understand."

"Don't understand what, omega?"

She swallowed hard, trying to figure out words to say. When no words came out, I supplied some for her. "Why you like it?"

Felix's palm slid over her thigh, and Sydney whimpered helplessly. "Talk to us, omega."

"I-" Luka's lips trailed down to her knee and she cried out.

I gripped her jaw, turning her face to mine. "You understand enough, don't you?"

Her head nodded vigorously and I leaned in, kissing her nose before Luka spoke. "Good little omega. Let us touch you. You have my word, we will not do more."

There was a long pause as we all watched the omega, waiting for her to speak. Finally, her syrupy voice broke in. "Okay."

"Watch the movie, little omega," Luka ordered. "Let us explore your skin."

My fingers brushed against her jaw as I nudged her chin forward, forcing our omega to watch the movie. But our hands glided over her skin, learned every curve without crossing the border of inappropriate. By the end of the movie, we were drunk on her scent, the rich perfume growing heavier as the night went on. Our scents mingled with hers, claiming her without a mark on her skin. Our cocks were hard as steel, but we kept the promise and kept our touch appropriate, even when every urge we had begged us to sink our teeth into her delicate skin and show the world she was untouchable to all but us.

We put her to bed on her pallet away from us. It was for the best, we all knew, but the temptation still called all night long, begging for us to sneak into her space and lay our bodies against hers. Let our lips linger against the silk of her skin. Let our fingers graze over every plane.

"Soon," Luka whispered in the dark room, his voice heavy as he drifted off to sleep, and I wasn't sure if the promise was to me or himself.

Still, I closed my eyes, and repeated, "Soon."

Because soon, our sweet little omega would be ours for good. Ours to worship. Ours to cherish. Ours to love.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

SYDNEY

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