Page 108 of Knot His Reality

I frown, not liking his change of topic. “Talk about what?”

“Your reaction to Camila and Aubrey. You want them.”

I shrug. “So?”

He snickers. “So why not do something about it? You know you don’t only have to hand out white roses at rose ceremonies. You can hand them out any time you want.”

“I wouldn’t do that without talking to the three of you,” I assure him. “This isn’t just about me anymore. I can’t just make unilateral decisions.”

“About choosing someone for your pack? Sure, that makes sense, but we’re not your keepers, Remy. If you want to fuck someone, then do it. Hell, we might even be interested in joining you.” He thinks for a minute. “Or maybe that’s just me? But if it makes you feel better, you can ask Eric and Victoria when we’re done here.”

He backs me into the wall, his hands dropping to my pants and undoing them. My cock throbs at his nearness, my head falling back to rest on the wall as he pushes my pants around my thighs and frees me. Dropping to his knees, he grins up at me. “Try not to be too loud, baby. We wouldn’t want anyone else besides your alphas to know what we’re doing in here, would we?”

I whimper as he runs his tongue from root to base before closing his lips over the head. My hands sink into his hair as my eyes fall shut.

“Your mouth feels so good,” I tell him as he moves up and down my length, his tongue flickering over my slit. A combination of slick and pre-cum slips from me, and he hums.

“So fucking good, baby. So fucking good,” he murmurs as he pops off my cock. “I wish I could tease you—edge you—until you were putty in my hands, but everyone will notice if we’re gone for too long. So hold on tight because you’re about to have the best blowjob of your life.”

That’s all the warning I get before he swallows me whole, straight down until his nose brushes against me—then he swallows. I buck into his mouth as he backs off, unable to help myself.

“That’s right, omega. Use me. I no longer have a gag reflex, so you can abuse my throat all you want.”

Well, okay then. I don’t hold back, fucking into his mouth as he swallows around me, and he’s right—it is the best blowjob of my life. It’s also over too quickly.

“I’m gonna come,” I warn him, but I already know he’s not going to back off. Instead, he goes harder, one of his hands sliding between my legs as he plays with my balls. He does something that feels amazing that I’m going to have to ask about later, but it pushes me right over the edge. “Fuuuuucckkkk.”

As my hands fall away and I try to catch my breath, he pulls off me—only to immediately lick along my length. I shiver, another small orgasm rushing through me and splashing onto his face.

“Oh, you dirty boy.” Milo laughs, collecting the cum with his fingers and dipping them into his mouth. “So fucking good. Let’s get cleaned up a little before we head out there, yeah?”

Using wet paper towels, he cleans up both of us before pulling me into his arms for a hug. “I love you, Remy.”

“Oh.” I pull back with a grin. “Really? I love you, too, Milo.”

I surprise myself with how true the words are. When did that happen? Is it because of the bond we now share?

I guess it doesn’t really matter, does it?

He grins, peppering kisses over my face before pulling back. “Come on. You can talk to your alphas before we return to your date.”

“Yeah, okay.”

Milo leads me out of the bathroom, and sure enough, Victoria and Eric are standing guard outside. They both spin around as the door closes, their eyes a little feral.

“Did you have fun, little omega?” Eric rumbles, and I nod.

“I did. Milo took good care of me.”

Victoria hums. “Of course he did because he’s a good boy. Are you feeling better now?”

I nod, clearing my throat. “Milo said I didn’t need to talk to you about this, but it doesn’t feel right not to talk about it. I think I’d like to give Aubrey and Camila white roses and spend the night with them. Would that be okay with you?”

“Milo’s right. That’s not something you need to discuss with us.” Victoria offers me a soft smile as she cups my cheek. “But if it makes you feel more comfortable, feel free to talk to us about it. We’re not going to deny you something like this. You’re still figuring out who you want to be with, and sleeping with them might be part of figuring that out. Before you choose anyone for the pack, I hope you’ll talk with us, but even that isn’t our decision. It’s yours.”

“I would never make a decision like that without consulting you. This isn’t just my pack. It’s our pack.”

Eric kisses the top of my head. “And that’s why we trust you to make these choices for yourself.”

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