Page 142 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
Viper is already in the back of the truck, and I don’t want to put Blaze in there with him in case he does fall into Blood Lust. He’d rip Blaze in half without even noticing it’s his blood-brother. It’s the only place in camp with a reinforced door. A tent flap isn’t going to keep an Alpha in rut at bay.
“Kevlar rope,” Blaze croaks through heavy panting.
My mind goes blank as I try to understand what he’s getting at. Blaze and I lock eyes, and he must read the confusion in them.
“Tie me up,” Blaze suggests in a husky voice. I almost lose it, but then his hazed expression breaks long enough to add a cheeky, “Daddy.”
It goes straight to my cock, and he grins knowingly.
Even in the midst of chaos, Blaze can make anyone smile. He beat the ever-loving-shit out of me not even an hour ago, and I still love the dickhead.
I snap my fingers and jut my chin towards the tree line. “Right, come on, you brat. Let’s tie you up.”
I choose a solid-looking tree across the clearing where I’ll still be able to keep an eye on Blaze, but he’ll be safely out of the way.I gather a length of reinforced rope, and give it an experimental tug. If Blaze really tries to break it, the rope will have no chance, but it’s the best we’ve got.
There is a loud crash and a shout of frustration from the tent with the radio. I grimace. Sounds like the call with base hasn’t gone well.
Viper pounds away on the inside of the truck, and it makes me twitch. He isn’t speaking anymore, only mindless roars, and I don’t let myself dwell on the possibility that we’ve lost him to Blood Lust for good.
I certainly don’t let myself feel the guilt eating at my guts. I caused this.
Blaze sits at the tree base and rests his back against the trunk. His balled fists clench on top of his knees, and he scrunches his face up in determination to sit still. It’s impressive; before Halley he never would have been able to contain himself. The best we could manage was to point his violent outbursts somewhere productive.
He’s bit his lower lip and a trickle of blood dribbles down his chin. I catch the droplet with my finger, wiping it away.
I wrap the rope around the tree and Blaze’s middle, and then around his neck. It’ll deter him from pulling too hard, choking him to encourage him to relax. I hate doing it, and the rope creaks ominously as Blaze tests its strength.
I step back, admiring my handiwork. It’ll hold.
I clench my hands into tight fists. I hate this. I don’t like restraining Blaze and Viper like this. It feels wrong, yet I can’t let them near Halley. Besides, this is all my mess to clean up. Guilt is eating me alive.
“Fucking comms are down!” Knox shouts as he storms towards me with murder in his eyes.
I approach him with more than a little trepidation. He looks like he does before he does something particularly violent on our missions.
“Did you even check the comms tower today, or were you too distracted by Omega pussy?” Knox sneers with a scowl.
I swallow.
No. I didn’t check the temporary antenna on the top of the nearby hill. We were on our way when…
Once again, guilt floods through me like a tidal wave. I’m never this incompetent. Not once in all our time as a squad have I fucked up this bad. I’ve always been aware that I’m the weak link. The Beta among super soldier Alphas. I work hard to prove my worth, and in the span of one afternoon, years of flawless trust building has gone down the drain.
I watch his tensing muscles for the punch I know is coming. I don’t dodge or block the blow that lands in my ribs.
Something cracks, followed by an explosion of pain.
“You did this. She was fine before you got your hands on her.”
Halley screams in response to Knox’s raised voice. It sounds so mournful and I briefly wonder what the consequences of such a brutal sounding heat is. Nothing in my research suggested it would be this harrowing.
The Omega goes silent, and that worries me even more.
Knox is right. I did this to her. She was fine before I touched her.
Okay, so she wasn’t fine. She was a rubber band ready to snap, but it’s not a coincidence that she went into heat right after I made her come on my tongue.
The scent of her heat permeates everything in camp. It’s heavy, rich and fragrant. Like the finest of perfumes, a seductive scent that teases my nose and makes me want to breathe deep and swallow it down until I taste it on my tongue.
