Page 102 of Knot Their Reality

“I did invite them all to your bedroom, but Asher said it would be inappropriate.” Chase makes a face. “I guess he was right.”

“You think?” I turn back to my clothes, trying to figure out what to wear as I roll my eyes. Though, it’s not like they can see it. “But Brooks didn’t think it was inappropriate.”

“Oh, uh…” Brody stumbles over his words. “I brought him in there before that conversation happened. He actually did think it was inappropriate, but I thought if he was in your room when you came out of the shower, you’d be more inclined to speak with him.”

I laugh, pulling a pair of sweats from a shelf and a crop top from a hanger. I pull both on, not bothering with undergarments as I turn back to face them. “But you forgot about the naked thing,” I supply, and Brody nods his head.

“While I appreciate what you were trying to do, let’s not bring others into my bedroom without my approval, okay?”

They both nod their heads, but their eyes are focused on my tits. “Boys? My face is up here.”

Brody flushes, but Chase just grins at me. “I know where your face is, baby, but you’re not wearing a bra. I don’t know where else you expect me to be looking.”

“Are you going to breakfast like that?” Brody asks timidly.

“I was planning on it. Do you have a problem with that?” My hands have found their way back to my hips, but he quickly shakes his head.

“Nope. Not at all. I’d love for you to walk around like this all the time. But I’m not sure the others will be able to focus on much else, especially when they find out you don’t even have panties on.”

I snort. “And how are they going to find that out? Are the two of you planning to tell them? Because I don’t plan on pulling my pants down for everyone to see during breakfast.”

“Of course not!” Brody practically shouts, and I realize I need to stop giving him shit. I can tell he’s really worried that he’s screwing this up.

“I know neither of you would, Brody. I was just giving you a hard time. Come here.” I raise my hand, gesturing with my pointer finger to come here.

He lets out a sigh of relief, his shoulders sagging as he crosses the closet to stand before me. I grab the front of his shirt, yanking him down until our faces are inches apart. “Kiss me, beta.”

And, boy, does he.

His hands land on my waist, lifting me off the floor. My legs instinctively go around his waist and my arms around his neck as his lips dip to mine. His tongue runs along the seam of my lips, and I open for him. He walks until my back hits something hard. At first, I think it’s a wall, but when lips meet my neck, I realize I’m in a Brody and Chase sandwich.

Yum. Yes, please.

Brody devours me with his lips while Chase teases me with his.

Until it all stops, and I’m set back on my feet. I pout, arms crossing over my tits. “Why’d we stop?”

Chase chuckles. “Because we’re both perfuming like crazy and there are three alphas not too far away who might decide to come rushing in at any point.”

“Plus, you need some new pants,” Brody says, gesturing to my sweatpants that are now wet from my slick.

“Gods, sometimes it sucks to be an omega,” I grumble, pulling off the ruined pants and tossing them on the floor. I grab panties and another pair of sweatpants before jerking them up my legs. “Well, if we’re not going to fuck, then get moving.”

Am I being a little bit bitchy? Yes. Yes, I am.

Do I care? Nope, not at all.

If they’re going to leave me wanting, then I get to be grouchy. I know what Chase said makes sense, and we definitely couldn’t have had sex with all of them in the next room, but damn it, since I’ve started having sex again I’m horny as hell all the damn time.

It’s time for me to pull up my metaphorical big girl panties and stop acting like a brat. So I breeze past Brody and Chase, making sure I’m the first one in the sitting room. From the tents in all four of their pants, it’s obvious they picked up on what we were doing.

“Sorry about those,” I say, gesturing toward their pants. “I’d offer to help you with them, but then we’d be late for breakfast, and Bree has a surprise so we don’t want that.”

Carson groans from the couch, reaching down to squeeze his dick through his pants. “Damn, Sophia. When did you become such a tease?”

I lift my hand when I see Asher opening his mouth to reprimand his beta. “I think it was about the time I became surrounded by twenty hot men who all want me to ride their cocks. Now, everyone get out and go to the dining room. I’m starving.”

Carson is the last to stand up, grumbling under his breath as he does so. “I’ve got something you can eat.”

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