Page 104 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
The amused snorts and chuckles from the sidelines aren’t helping either.
“It’s like a little kitten trying to beat up a tiger,” I hear Shade say with a laugh.
My cheeks warm and my ears grow hot. I feel so fracking small and inadequate. I know my skills are laughable, but I’m an Omega! I’ve never done something like this in my entire life.
Knox watches as I pant, sucking in deep lungfuls of air and readying myself for my next attack, mulling over his advice and incorporating it into my movements.
His gaze is no longer detached appraisal, it’s scorching heat.
My next attack leaves him breathing heavily too, and I know that it’s not from my blows. He’s affected by my proximity, by my touch, by myviolence.
Interesting.
I can work with that.
Slowly, I lift the bottom of my shirt to wipe the beaded sweat from my forehead, and a chorus of hitched breaths is music to my ears.
Bingo. Weakness detected.
“Are you enjoying yourself, Prime Alpha?” I ask coyly and I flick my gaze from him, to Viper and then to Shade, finally lingering on Blaze who is blatantly staring at my exposed stomach. “Do you like being touched like this?”
A thrill goes through my veins as I see Blaze lick his lips.
Oh yes. Definitely an exploitable weakness.
Knox shakes his head, as if to clear it of lusty cobwebs. “Stop messing around, Omega Sparks.”
My scent has permeated through the space of the training ground, and an idea blooms to life.
I release the tight reins I’ve kept on my sensuality and let myself indulge in some gentle fantasizing. My perfume thickens. It lingers in the clearing, teasing them to come closer to me, to rub against me, to rut me.
It’s a weapon I have at my disposal, and I will not shy away from using it if I have to. I want to prove I can fight, but I’m going to use every advantage I can.
“No?”
Knox’s pupils have swallowed the glowing red. He’s hyper-focused on my body, and I smirk as he tracks me with a predatory intensity while I sway innocently from side to side.
I drive my knee up and into his groin.
The Prime Alpha grunts in pain and surprise, stumbling back two steps as he folds in on himself.
Gotcha.
I kick him with all of my strength right in the center of his chest, forcing him to take another step backwards. His legs catchon one of the tires used for the obstacle course and he tips over backwards, landing heavily with a shout of surprise.
Without a moment’s hesitation, I take action. I throw myself on top of him and punch. With his face within my reach, I’m ready to rain down fury using the lessons he taught me. I use my shoulders and follow through. I channel my anger and rage and helplessness into each punch. The rejection I’ve felt for years, wasting away in The Omega Division. The self-loathing over my defective body. It all flows through my fists and onto Knox’s handsome face.
“Woah, woah, woah!”
Strong hands wrap around my waist and I’m forcefully pulled off Knox. I’m still swinging, caught in a frenzy driven by adrenaline. My entire body thrums with the need to beat the Alpha up for insulting me and treating me with such disdain. I’ve had enough of the bigoted views on Omegas, and I won’t take it from him. Not from anyone.
“Baby girl has finally shown her claws,” a low voice murmurs into my ear, and it takes my brain a moment to connect that the voice belongs to Shade. “That was beautiful, little one. He will not forget that anytime soon.”
My chest is heaving, Shade’s forearm bands around my chest, pushing my breasts up.
I look up to the smirking faces of Viper and Blaze. Both of their eyes are bright, and I notice the telltale tenting at the front of their shorts. My cheeks heat when I realize the state I’ve left the Alphas in. I don’t feel bad for using my Omega wiles to win. My body is humming and alive like I’ve never felt before.
This is what it means to be an Omega. Capable of bringing the strongest Alphas to heel.
