Page 90 of Knot His Reality

I sit up, frowning as I leave the warmth of Eric and Victoria’s arms and look around as another knock sounds through the room. A glance at the bedside clock tells me it’s barely eight.

I’d kind of hoped to sleep in today, considering the fact we were up all night fucking. Obviously, I got some naps in between, but the way my eyes stick together as I blink tells me it wasn’t nearly enough.

“Fates, this is the one time I hate that the rooms are soundproofed,” I grumble, already moving down the bed.

“I can get the door if you want,” Milo offers from the other side of Victoria, and I shake my head.

“It’s all good.” Grabbing the bathrobe off the chair, I pull it on and head to the sitting room. I pull the door shut behind me before making my way to the door. “What?”

I didn’t really mean to snap, but Bree and Tessa don’t seem to mind as they shoot me apologetic smiles.

Bree wrinkles her nose, and I’m guessing she’s gotten a good whiff of my sex-laced scent. I’m sure I’m covered in Pack Hawthorne’s scent. “We’re sorry to bother you so early…”

I wait for her to continue, but she doesn’t as she lifts a hand to her mouth. “And yet, you are.”

“Oh my gods, Bree. Do not throw up on Remy. Go. I’ll handle this.” Tessa gives Bree a slight push, sighing when the omega practically runs away. “Sorry, Remy. She’s having issues with scents making her sick.”

I wince. That has to suck. Thank the gods I’m a man and don’t have to worry about carrying babies. I’m not strong enough for that shit.

“It’s fine, but can you tell me why you’re waking me up so early?”

Tessa sighs. “We just got a phone call from Lorenzo. He’s being released this morning and wants to know if he can come speak to you. You hadn’t made a decision before, and this is the only chance you’ll get to speak with him, but it’s up to you.”

“Fuck.” I run a hand through my hair. “Yeah. Okay. I think I need to know what he wants to say or it’ll drive me crazy not knowing. How long do I have?”

“About an hour?” She winces at my glare. “I really am sorry. We waited as long as we could, but he’s being released and is waiting to see if he’s being taken here or straight home.”

Waving her off, I shake my head. “Not your fault. Fine. I’m going to take a shower. If he gets here before I’m done, he’ll just have to wait.”

“Of course. Is there somewhere in particular you’d like to speak with him?”

Glancing around, I know I don’t want him in my space. “I know it’s breakfast time, but how about the dining room?”

She nods. “Done. We’ll serve breakfast on the deck for the suitors. It’s usually where they prefer it on Sundays, anyway.”

“Great. I’ll be out when I can.” Closing the door, I head back to the bedroom as my stomach rolls and my anxiety sparks.

What could Lorenzo have to say to me? Why is it so important that he speaks with me before he goes home?

“Everything okay, Remy?” Milo asks as I swing the door open to find all three of them fully dressed.

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Lorenzo was released from the hospital and wants to speak with me before heading home. He’ll be here in an hour, so I need to get ready.” I step toward the bathroom before spinning to face them. “You know what? That can wait a minute.”

Milo’s the closest, so I go to him first. “I enjoyed last night,” I tell him before brushing my lips against his.

“So did I.” He grins as I pull back and head for Victoria and Eric so I can give each of them a kiss.

“Thank you for joining me last night. I know we don’t have a date scheduled this week, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to spend time with you.”

Victoria runs her hand down my chest with a smile. “We know. We’ll find some time to spend together. We’re not the only suitors you have, and we have to share you with the others. We’ll be fine.”

Eric nods. “We’ll still be here. If you need anything, just let us know.”

With one more round of kisses, they leave, and I hurry into the bathroom. I eye the tub with regret, knowing I don’t have enough time for a good soak. I need to make the time for one soon.

I have to remember that I need to take care of myself, and baths are a necessity—just not right now.

Climbing into the shower, I close my eyes as the hot water runs over my body. Memories of the previous night flash through my head. Me fucking Victoria and Milo. Eric fucking me. Victoria riding me. Me sucking down Milo and Eric’s cocks.

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