Page 82 of Break The Ice

“I’m coming!” she hisses.

We move faster, shoving her towards that cliff. She moans, and I watch as her mouth falls open, her back bowing, tightening.

She’s perfect.

The flood of liquid is something I wasn’t expecting. Raider lets out a savage growl and goes insane. I hold on, remaining buried deep, biting my cheek while she milks our cocks, sobbing in my arms, because it feels so damn good.

I pant and fight and almost come when I feel Raider explode inside her. The hot heat of him is there and gone, but I can feel it. I didn’t know I would. The fact I can feel his cum in her has me losing my own mind.

Raider pulls out and leans back, but he hisses an urgent protest, but it’s too late, I’ve pushed up into her.

My knot sinks in deep and holds us together.

I lose the ability to think.

I knotted her! Oh, fuck! Oh, shit!

All I can do is rut into my beta, filling her with my cum, giving her my everything and the one thing I thought she’d never take.

Kit, Callan, Raider, andI are having a meeting. She’s passed out. We’re just outside the bedroom, where we can all see her and hear if she calls, but we’re having a private conversation that we need her not to hear.

I’m still stunned. I’ve never knotted anyone before.

“You knotted our beta,” Callan says. “Is she all right?”

“I mean, she seems fine. In fact, she seems happy,” Raider says. “She was smiling when she fell asleep.”

“But she took your knot, right? I didn’t imagine that?” Kit says, looking between Raider and I.

“Yes, I didn’t mean to. I mean, my knot appears sometimes but very rarely. I don’t think it’s ever appeared with a sexual partner, and I’ve never been near a beta.”

“So your body and mind have decided she’s your partner, and it just did that randomness,” Callan mutters and looks at Kit as if to ask him.

Kit shrugs. “I guess. I mean, if she’s the one, then she’s the one.”

“And you.”

Kit looks up, startled. “What?”

“And you,” I say clearly. “All of you. You are my pack. It feels right, it feels amazing.” I’m so fucking nervous saying it. When was the last time I expressed myself? Before Tiffany?

Kit takes a step towards me. “Are you saying you want bonds? Are we making this official?”

“Well, it’s already official. But, yes, I want the bonds, I want it all. I’m going to retire with you, Raider, and I’m going to ship my belongings down here this week.”

I should have done that ages ago, but moving my belongings out of my home meant that I was all in.

Kit is the one who breaks ranks, throwing himself at me. I hold him tight while Callan watches the window with a reserved expression.

Doubt spreads, and I find myself anxiously watching the alpha. He’s not happy. Why? Callan moves closer to the window and stares intently out of it.

A surge of anger pulses through me at the way he’s ignoring my confession.

“Do you not want me here?” The words come out aggressive, defensive.

I thought we had something special. Callan and I have been the one solid bridge that I’ve found here. A friend I never knew I needed. I hold my breath, watching his back muscles ripple as he moves closer to the window again.

“Callan!” I snap without meaning to.

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