Page 106 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
I think Shade is the bravest Beta I’ve ever met. He’s standing between me and three blindly horny Alphas without breaking a sweat. If Knox barks an Alpha Command, I truly have faith that Shade might be able to resist.
It’s kinda hot.
Okay, so it’s extremely hot.
I’ve never had someone protect me like this before.
I whimper. More slick forms.
It’s a vicious cycle.
My eyes flick to movement on my left and realize that Blaze has circled around me. His movements slinky and smooth. A proper jungle cat stalking its prey.
A shiver of fear cuts through the arousal.
Logic wins. I need to leave.
I take two wary steps backwards, scanning attentively for any indication that the Alphas might pounce.
Viper’s hands twitch and his muscles clench, but the big guy doesn’t move.
“Halley. Get out of here. Now. This isn’t a fucking game,” Shade says again, his tone strained.
I turn, forcing my body to put my back to the obvious threat and take measured, unhurried steps towards the forest. We all need me to put a few trees between myself and the team. My thighs are slick with arousal and I feel like a rut-damned homing beacon for horny Alphas. They’ll be able to scent me for miles, so it’s not like I can hide.
I reach a fallen tree and declare it far enough. Slumping onto the log, I continue to breathe hard, aware that my face and the tips of my ears are burning with need.
It felt like a good idea to use my Omega skills in the moment. Now, I’m not so sure. The whole team is in a state of high tension, and I’m guilty for setting them off. It’s a cruel tease, and it finally dawns on me just how inexperienced they are with an Omega.
They’re not used to handling themselves with a perfuming Omega around, and my pheromones have brought them to the edge of losing control.
It would be my fault if they dipped into rut.
Knox isn’t the kind of Alpha who relishes in losing control. He’s going to be majorly pissed.
Despite my raging guilt and growing trepidation about the outcome of our sparring session, my pussy is throbbing with insistent need. My skin feels like it’s vibrating with energy.
I can’t go back to camp like this.
I scan the surrounding forest, and all I see is trees and rocks coated with dark green moss.
I slip my hand down the front of my pants, gasping as my fingers slide through the wet heat.
Closing my eyes, I can’t help thinking about the team.
Knox’s possessive snarls, Vipers barely controlled desire, Blaze’s heated gaze, and Shade’s protective hold.
I sink one of my fingers into my soaking channel with a muffled moan and think of Viper’s massive muscles flexing. How his large hands would dwarf my body. How his cock would feel stretching me wide, pounding into my heat. I just know his cock is a fucking monster. I picture it, girthy enough to make me question whether it will fit.
I add another finger and moan loudly into my fist, pumping in and out as I imagine his cock stretching me wide, poundinginto my heat. How his come would gush inside when he pumped me full of his seed, followed by his thick knot. It would lock inside me and stimulate that pleasure spot rumored to only be activated by the press of an Alpha’s knot.
I bite my bottom lip to hold back the cries that want to rip from my throat as my fingers pull out of my heat to rub quick, tight circles around my pulsing clit.
The leather collar around my throat feels tight, and it presses against my swollen mating gland. It only drives me higher as my desire spirals. I imagine how it would feel if the hungry hands of the team ripped away my collar, baring the raised bundle of nerves. A wet mouth clamping down. Sharp teeth puncturing and holding tight. The feeling of my blood being sipped by their mouths as their come floods into me and knots lock tight.
I’m close. So fucking close.
My whole body is quivering.
