Page 81 of Knot Their Girl
I pull my fingers out of Raeka’s core, and Pax takes the opportunity to dip some of his digits in her. “I can’t fucking wait until I can feel this tight pussy around my knot. I can’t wait until the day you let me fuck you, omega.” He takes his fingers out of her, and brings them before us, the digits glistening with her heavy slick. Those fingers are brought not to Raeka’s mouth, but to mine as Pax adds, “And you, alpha.”
He said it as a statement, as if he already knows—and he’s not wrong. I tell him that by opening my mouth and letting him stick those slick fingers inside, where I suck them clean much like I just sucked his cock.
“Good,” he praises me, and he’s slow in pulling those fingers out of my mouth.
This is not at all where I thought I’d be, but I can’t deny how much I like it.
I have an omega. I have an alpha. My nephew and I have a pack. What more could a man want?
A few orgasms later, Raeka manages to pull herself out of the alpha sandwich. Her skin is pink from the exertion, her hair dotted with sweat. “Thank you for the distraction, but I really did tell Colter I’d get us something to drink.” She crawls off the bed, finds her clothes on the floor, and slips them on.
Soon enough, it’s just Pax and I on his bed, the both of us still totally nude, a mere foot and a half between us.
So strange. I never imagined things would be this comfortable.
After a moment of silence, Pax whispers, “I think she’s my scent match.” His head turns, his green gaze staring hard at my face. “And I think she might be yours, too.”
My mind races. “A scent match? I…” I think back to when we first met, how, even though she seemed to stare right in my soul, I didn’t seem to mind. How, even though her scent was stifled, there was still something about her that drew me in and refused to let go. “I guess a part of me assumed it was because I’ve been alone for so long, but a scent match… you might be right.”
“Everything my brother said he felt when he realized his omega was his scent match,” he goes on, “I feel the same. It’s like I go crazy every time she’s near—and I’m not the type of man who ever loses his shit like that.”
The more I think about it, the more I wonder if he’s right. Losing my shit, that’s the best way to describe how I feel when I’m around her, too.
“Her scent has to be slowly coming back, because she smelled us from the stairwell,” Pax says. “That’s quite the fucking pull.” I nod along with him. “Then again, you were pretty desperate to come.”
A bark of a laugh escapes me. “I was not.”
“You were. Your dick was hard as a rock.”
“So was yours.”
“What can I say? Apparently I like being the dominant one.” Pax smirks as he sets his hands behind his head, propping it up somewhat. “Honestly, though, I didn’t think any of this would happen. Not with Raeka, and definitely not with you.”
“You’ve never…” I can’t say it, for whatever reason.
But it turns out I don’t need to. Pax knows exactly what I was trying to ask, because he replies, “Been with a man before? No. No, I haven’t. It’s never once crossed my mind.”
“Same with me,” I whisper.
“It’s different here, though. It’s just… different, but not in a bad way.” His smirk gives way to a frown, the expression he typically wears, even when he’s alone. I can easily see how thatface of his keeps most everyone at a distance. The unhappiness is practically chiseled into his features.
But, I realize as I study his face, this frown is slightly different than his usual. It’s not as deep, doesn’t quite pull down the corners of his mouth as much. Is this Pax’s happy face?
He breaks the silence of the room, “Are you sure you’ve never sucked a dick before?”
“I’m positive yours was the first and only.”
“Huh.”
“Why?”
Pax shrugs, although the motion is hard for him to do, given his position. “You were pretty good at it.”
The compliment warms me up all over, and even though my cock got quite the workout, it twitches with the warning of coming back to life all over again. “I’m glad to hear it. I imagine I can only improve, then.”
The smirk on his face returns. “Planning on sucking me down again so soon, Gideon? Didn’t know you were so hungry for alpha cum.”
My skin is still on fire from all the earlier exertion, but if it wasn’t, I bet I’d be flushed from that comment. Or, more realistically, from this whole conversation. I prop myself up and swing my legs off the side of the bed. “On that note, I should probably go… shower.”
