Page 23 of Knot So Perfect Omega

The first few rounds, Kane had let me win despite him being stronger than me. I protested the special treatment, and he and Rio did not hold back. I’d hit the water more times than I cared to count.

“I’m starting to feel like a drowned cat,” I whined, coming up from going under for the hundredth time. “I call for halftime.”

“You look like a drowned cat too.” Kane splashed water at me, and I spluttered before charging at him. “The poor pussy doesn’t like to get wet.”

I jumped on him, attempting to dunk him under, but he barely budged and instead wrapped his arms around me. “You don’t fight fair.”

He grabbed the back of my legs and urged me to wrap my legs around him. I didn’t hesitate, but as soon as I did, I knew it was a mistake. His erection was pressed right up against my wet pussy. Not that he could tell through my swimsuit and the water.

“Stop wiggling.” His hands moved up to rest on the small of my back, and I wrapped my hands around the back of his neck.

“I’m not wiggling.” Okay, maybe I was just a little. I shouldn’t have wanted any of their dicks anywhere near me, but there I was, unable to make myself swim away.

“Bro, it’s the middle of the day.” Rylan swam up behind me, sandwiching me between the two of them. “We probably shouldn’t move too fast.”

“No! I mean…” My cheeks heated more than they already were, and I wanted to swim under the water and hide. “I’m not a fragile little virgin. If I didn’t like it, you’d know.”

A growl came from Rylan. “Who took it?”

“Took what?” I put my palm to my forehead. “No one took it. I just meant, I might be a virgin, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t explored things… with myself.”

I swear I could feel Kane’s cock pulse between us. I leaned back against Rylan’s chest and looked over my shoulder to see Rio getting out of the pool.

“I’m going to go try to call Brian again and make us some snacks and drinks. Any requests? Kayla, do you have any food allergies or dislikes?” Rio stood at the edge of the pool, and I forgot how to speak.

The only thing that would have made the whole situation worse was if I could smell them over the chlorine because I was sure they were sending out pheromones. Campfire, fresh-cut wood, and the scent right before it rains was a heady combo.

Water dripped down Rio’s tan skin, and my eyes were drawn to the trail of dark hair that dipped into his swim shorts. There was a bulge behind the swirling design on them, and I looked back up to find him smirking.

“Busted.” Kane chuckled, which made him rub against me in just the right spot.

“Kayla? Are you going to answer my question?” Rio ran his hands over his arms and chest, getting some of the water off his skin.

“What? Oh! No, I like everything. Kara sometimes calls me a kitchen sink.”

Man, I missed her. She had been quiet on calls and not said much in text. I knew she just needed some time to process everything, and I was careful with what I said so it didn’t upset her more.

Rio went inside the house, leaving the three of us in the pool, the warm sun beating down on us. The weather in Los Angeles really was perfect, and I was glad they didn’t live somewhere too hot.

“Your hair is curly. Why do you wear it straight?” Rylan ran his fingers through my ponytail, drawing my attention back to the sandwich I was in.

“It’s not super curly, so it takes longer to make them look good than just running a brush through it and throwing it into a ponytail or bun. Kara does all kinds of shit to her hair to get the curl perfect, and I’d rather be doing anything but that.” It was nice to be able to bring up my sister with them, but I did worry it would remind them about how I ended up there.

I’d started thinking this would be an easy way to earn some cash when they decided I was too much of a pain, but now I wasn’t so sure. Part of me wanted to get them to send me away as fast as possible, and the other part of me liked the attention and affection I was getting.

I needed to be careful because I was one knot away from becoming a whimpering mess of omega goo.

“We need to talk about some things before we get carried away.” I didn’t want to have the sex talk with them, but they both had their hands and dicks against me.

“Anything you want.” Kane touched my cheek and ran his thumb across my bottom lip. “We can wait if that’s what you want.”

“Well, it makes me nervous that we’ll do things we regret when you send me-”

“Not happening unless you want it to.” Rylan’s voice had lowered and was on the verge of a growl. “You talk like you want it to.”

“I don’t know what I want.” I turned my head, letting Kane’s hand fall away from my face, and my eye caught on movement up on the balcony off of the main bedroom.

Beck was leaning on the glass partition, sunglasses covering his eyes and an unreadable expression on his face. He was wearing just shorts, and I wondered how long he’d been standing there watching us.

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