Page 184 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
Chapter Sixty-Four
Shade
I wake with my face buried in soft brown waves. Halley smells like home, and I inhale deeper, wanting to be lost in her essence.
I’ve woken with a raging hard on straining against my trousers painfully. This little Omega is going to kill me. I’ve never reacted to a woman the way I do her. She’s a damn siren.
“Good morning,” Halley whispers, her voice rough with sleep and sexy as fuck.
Her ass is nestled against my pelvis, and I know she can feel the erection I’m sporting.
“Morning, baby girl,” I say, my lips brushing her ear as I speak.
Halley’s breath hitches, and she subtly perfumes.
Fuck, I love that she perfumes for me, a mere Beta.
I pull her tighter against me, and her scent envelops me.
Her hips roll and press back.
“What are you doing to me?” I ask.
“The same thing you’re doing to me,” she responds, turning her head. Her hand comes up and tugs at the nape of my neck, pulling me into her.
Her soft lips touch mine. It’s gentle and sweet, but it jumpstarts my libido like a jolt of electricity.
Driven by pure lust, my kiss turns rough as I flip her onto her back and position myself on top, delving my tongue into her mouth.
Halley gasps.
The sound spurs me on and my cock is throbbing.
Our tongues move together in a sensual dance, and I push my knee between her trembling thighs.
“Oh yeah, make her moan, Shade,” a rough voice comes from the base of the bed. Blaze is crouched down, watching us with a wide grin and a hard-on tenting his pants.
“Don’t mind him, Halley, he’s a fucking pervert,” I whisper against her lips.
“You say pervert, I say sex conductor,” Blaze grins. “Now, let’s make some music.”
“Ignore him. He likes watching,” Viper adds from the other side of Halley, where he’s laying flat on his back and rubbing sleep from his eyes.
“And you don’t?” I tease, smirking.
He answers by reaching down and palming his cock.
Halley’s breathing turns rapid, and I can smell her arousal pluming around us.
“Do you like the thought of them watching you?” I whisper, moving my hand to graze her breast through her shirt.
Halley doesn’t respond verbally. She reaches out and runs a hand down Viper’s exposed chest, curling her fingers in his chest hair possessively.
Viper purrs.
“That’s good, because we want to see you,” Blaze admits, “and hear you.”
I take that as my cue and press a wet kiss to the spot just above her bite collar, as close to her mating gland as I can get.
