Page 32 of Knot Our Omega

“Like what?” He lifted me and turned me to face him. “I think this is pretty useful. Seriously, you didn’t just come in here to say hi, did you?”

My cheeks heated as I remembered what I’d had in mind when I arrived. “Not exactly, no.”

“Then? What did you need? Want something built?”

Leaning in to him, I whispered, “Not exactly. I was going to seduce you.”

The look he gave me had me blushing harder but also unsure if I should be insulted. “You wanted to…really?”

“Yeah, is that okay?”

“Omega.” He kissed my forehead and grasped the hem of my T-shirt. “That’s more than okay.”

“Wait, shouldn’t we go somewhere more private?” I wasn’t quite ready to have one of them see me doing things with another, I didn’t think.

“Penn and Vargas are cutting up a downed tree at the far side of the property. They’re gone at least until lunch, so if you don’t object to making love in the flickering light of my game, I don’t want to waste another minute.”

His kiss was coaxing and sweet, at first, but then deeper, searching, and he only broke it to pull my T-shirt over my head. I hadn’t even put on a bra this morning, so as soon as the shirt was gone, my breasts, nipples peaked from exposure to the cool air-conditioning or maybe something else, were in his hands.

“Rumor, you’re shaking.”

“Am I?”

I leaned back in his hold and his lips descended to take possession of my breasts, sucking and licking, biting just hard enough to draw a mewl from me. Then he lifted me and pushed his screens aside to lay me on the desk and work my pants off. My breathing was harsh, my heart pounding in my chest. The sounds of his game were a cacophonous musical backdrop to everything going on in real life.

Wilder kissed my thighs and my belly then planted one right between my legs before standing up in front of me. If the others had been well endowed, this gaming builder had been gifted by the Goddess.

And no matter how slick I was, I feared I might not be able to accommodate all of him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, pinching a nipple between his finger and thumb. “And so responsive.”

I whimpered, having no ability to make words happen right now. His attention to my aching breasts, the broad head of his swollen cock working its way between my folds, and the light flickering all around us absorbed me. I’d never have said a video game was romantic music, especially this kind with all the tire and engine sounds, but it all blended together into an erotic blur, and I forgot about my fear of his fitting because he did.

Gradually, stretching me, my slick making it possible, this man who was a little less confident about his body used it to bring me to powerful orgasms, one after another, as I screamed out his name. My legs wrapped around his hips, and I reached above me to grab the edge of the desk while he drove into me with such power, it stole my breath.

I was close to passing out when he finally reached his apex and filled me with first his cum then this knot, and I came yet again.

Wilder eased me back onto his lap, still connected to me by his knot, and we cuddled together while people in a video game city careened around corners and bounced off walls. Or whatever they were doing. He liked it, and I was going to learn to play too. Anything I could do with one of my mates was great.

We were still there when the other guys came back to make lunch, but by then, we were playing again.

The twists and turns of life with my mates was never going to bore me.

Chapter Twenty

Penn

The morning after Rumor and Wilder were together for the first time, she came padding into the kitchen where we alphas were having breakfast, her cheeks red and a sheen of sweat on her forehead. Her scent preceded her, stronger and more floral than usual.

Her heat was coming on strong. She’d wanted to be with us before this happened, and looked like she’d just made it.

“Good morning, Rumor.” I went over and gave her a soft kiss. She leaned into it, lips parting to deepen the kiss. Much more assertive than she’d been before. “What would you like for breakfast?”

“Nothing,” she bit out. “Coffee.”

Oh, yeah, it was definitely in full force.

“Come sit down,” Wilder urged, “and have some toast and jam at least. You need to keep up your strength with your heat.”

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