Page 105 of Trick Knot Treat

“What?”

“That no one knows we are doing this and that we feel so good.” His hand slides up under the blanket and grips my breast, squeezing hard. “You’re going to be mine. Our alphas are going to sit there completely ignorant, and I’m going to be the one to make you come. I’m going to be the one dripping in your slick, stinking of you. So, don’t make a sound. If you get us caught, I’m going to punish you.”

“How?” I whisper, beyond turned on but amused at his hissed threats.

“I’d spank you, but I think you might enjoy that, so instead I will make you get me off and sit on my cock, and I won’t let you come. Not until you’re screaming.”

“I am very sad to inform you, but that’s not a punishment either.”

He growls, and his hand slides down over my hip, leaving trails of flames. He grabs my ass cheek, pulling out and thrusts up harder.

“I wish I had a knot to knot you,” he murmurs.

“I don’t.”

He stills. “Why not?”

My cheeks flame. “I want to smell like you. I want your slick, I want you to come in me and on me and mark me. You have something different, and I want exactly what you can offer.”

His fingers have tightened painfully, but he’s fairly vibrating.

“I’m going to fuck you hard now,” he growls in a tone that sends a thrill through me.

He leans forward, grabs my legs and adjusts me until I’m sitting on my knees facing away from him, and then he grabs my hips and impales me again. Those long artist fingers drag me up and down on his cock.

My gasps alert the alphas, but I’m too busy living my best life to care. Felix grabs my hair into a spot where he can hold it all and wraps it around his fist.

“Hey, Khione, we have an audience,” Felix pants as he viciously thrusts up into me.

“Oh, yeah?” I moan, sliding my hands up and gripping my breasts, tilting my head back.

Slick has saturated us, and I’m positive Felix’s clothes are fucked, but we’ll borrow some from an alpha. I don’t even care. All that matters is the way he’s stretching me.

I turn to look at the alphas and pause, mid-bounce, arrested by the predatory hunger on their faces. “Oh.”

“Indeed, oh. We were cooking you brownies, and you were over here having fun without us,” Clint pouts.

“Unfair,” Jace says in agreement.

“Brownies are nice, being included in the sex would have been nicer,” Zaire says flatly.

I tilt my head to the side and sink back down. “You were included. We were seeing how far we could get before you noticed and abandoned the brownies.”

The three of them don’t look impressed, but I’m losing this war on stopping my orgasm. My body tightens. So, okay, I like people watching me. I inch my top up and then yank it over my head, gripping my breasts over the teeny tiny lace cups that are barely holding me. Sometimes I think bras are just for decoration.

I never appreciated how handy it could be until now, having all their eyes staring, devouring my movements.

Felix grabs hold of the blanket and throws it off us.

The alpha scents hit us like a wave. I throw my head back as my body tightens.

“Felix, please, I’m so close.”

“Then come on my cock, show those alphas who is boss.”

I toss my head back, feeling like a goddess, and clamp down.

“Oh, Omega,” I cry out.