Page 113 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
I’ve watched her handle the difficult personalities in our team with grace and understanding. Her bravery and toughness continue to impress me. She’s not righteously independent. I can tell how much she likes it when Blaze brings her breakfast or Viper holds her close. Yet, she doesn’t back down when Knox is being excessively dickish.
I’m protective of my team, but she doesn’t feel like a threat. She feels like one of us. Maybe Blaze is right. Maybe she belongs with us.
Pack.The word swims in my mind, but I bat it away. Packs don’t exist anymore. They were shunned from society and exiled from the country.
But the word sticks, buzzing in my brain until a connection I’ve spent weeks trying to create finally clicks into place.
Realization comes like a lightning bolt.
I know what O-space is.
The relief and thrill of figuring out an almost impossible puzzle floods me. Pure intellectual vindication. The rush of endorphins encourages me to act reckless.
I open my mouth and stick out my tongue.
Blaze pierced it after I lost a bet many years ago, and I barely notice it these days. I certainly would have yawned a lot around Halley if I knew she’d have this reaction to it.
She’s breathing fast, her eyes wide as saucers. Her gaze is fixed on my tongue, and she bites her bottom lip.
“What–why?” she asks breathlessly.
I shrug and scrape my teeth down my tongue until they catch on the little metal ball before pulling it back into my mouth.
She watches every movement with a hungry intensity that makes me shiver.
Another wave of her sweet smelling slick surges from her, and I swallow hard. Even for my Beta senses, it’s intoxicating. I know my Alpha brothers wouldn’t stand a chance of resisting. They’d snap. Usually I’d say Blaze would lose control first, but the way Knox and Viper have been behaving around her makes me think it might send them all crashing over the edge.
“Baby girl,” I croak, barely registering the pet name spilling from me. “You can’t do that.”
She leans back on her haunches. “Do what?”
The way she tilts her head so innocently, I’d almost believe she doesn’t know what she’s doing. The burning in her gaze tells me otherwise.
I run my hand through my black hair, grunting as I watch her squirm and rub her thighs together. “You smell so good, baby girl.”
She swallows, her throat bobbing.
“So do you,” she replies, and my stomach flips.
I shake my head, unable to hide a wry smile. No one has ever told me that before. “No, I mean, you smellreallyfucking good. Like slick.”
“Oh.”
The pretty blush is back, crawling up the sliver of skin I can see beneath her bite collar. Her cheeks are pink, and she lookslike she does after we put her through her paces. Flushed and breathless and entirely fuckable.
“Fuck.” I scrub my face with both hands, dragging my palms down to cup over my nose and mouth. It does nothing to block out the needy smell from the Omega. This is ridiculous. Biology says I shouldn’t be reacting this way. I’m not an Alpha.
“We can’t go back to camp with you like this,” I murmur, my mind whirling with solutions. She’ll create a frenzy in this state. The mission will go out the window. She’ll be taken away and we’ll be back on the front lines waiting for when Blood Lust finally takes Viper from us.
But damn. The orgy we’d have beforehand would be epic.
Fuck, just the thought of her little Omega pussy taking the monster inside Viper’s pants makes my cock leak.
Halley gently rocks her hips back and forth, the faintest needy whine escaping on her next shaky inhale.
“Halley?”
Her head tips back and she lets out a tiny sigh of acknowledgement.
