Page 168 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
They were there the whole time and saw me strip off and jump naked.
I pin Viper with a glare and he merely shrugs, his grin still one hundred watts with the slick-inducing dimples on full display. “Come on, you can’t stay in there, you’ll freeze,” he coaxes.
He’s full of words today.
I blow bubbles in protest, but eventually relent. I’ll freeze my tits off if I stay in here, so I paddle to the rocks at the side.
“Turn around,” I demand, but none of them move a muscle. Their grins have slipped off their faces, replaced with hungry expressions.
Even still in the icy water, I can feel my body heating in response.
We are so rutting damned.
Chapter Fifty-Nine
Viper
I’m so hard I could cut steel.
Halley pulls herself out of the water, using her trembling arms, and I’m completely captivated.
Water spills down her rounded body, caressing her like I desperately want to. I watch with rapture as a droplet weaves around her belly button, following the contours of her soft belly and disappears into damp trimmed curls. My balls tighten and pre-come leaks from my cockhead.
She tries to scramble up the rock, kicking her little legs to gain traction, and splashing us in the process.
I launch forward and pluck her from the water, my fingers wrapping around her small waist. I’m addicted to holding her and pressing her soft curves against my hard muscles. It’s a hundred times better when she’s naked. Or, worse, depending how you look at it, because I’m not sure if I can forget how it feels.
The usual sweet sigh of comfort she involuntarily makes when I hold her doesn’t come. Instead, it’s a high-pitched keening sound.
I look down at the wet Omega pressed against my naked flesh and swallow.
I hastily place her feet back on the ground before she can feel how rock hard I am for her, but when I try to step away, her hands scramble over my chest to hold me close.
“Pretty girl?”
“Mmm, yeah. Just give me a moment to get a handle on myself,” she whimpers, her voice strained.
Is she hurt? I have an overwhelming urge to protect her.
A bouquet of sweet-scented slick blooms from her, and realization slams into me.
She’s struggling with arousal, too.
As I steal a glance at my brothers, I notice the predatory glint in their eyes. Even Shade has a desperate tinge to his healing features.
“I-I should get back in the water.” She moves to jump back into the icy rippling water, and I reach out to stop her.
Knox is faster.
He cuffs her wrist in his hand and tugs her away from the water’s edge. “No, you’re already shivering. We need to warm you up.”
“T-that’s not a g-good idea,” she chatters through her clenched teeth. Tiny goose pimples are dotted over her arm as she uses it to cover her heavy breasts from us.
It doesn’t cover much. Our girl is very gifted in the bust department. And the rear department. Frack, those curves should have a whole shop of their own.
Knox doesn’t heed her words, instead tugs her to the fireside with a deep frown of concern on his face.
“The water is frigid even for Alphas,” he grumbles as he settles her on the blanket, fussing like a mother hen.
