Page 62 of Knot Gonna Give You Up
Vic
Huh, is this what it’s gonna feel like? Being the only one not freaking out?
Me
You don’t know, Vic, I could be terribly injured! Simon, I’m always okay when you’re around.
Vic
Are you??
Me
… well, not, like, terribly injured. Just a little swelling.
Nobody responds to that,and I’m concerned that Henry wasn’t joking when he said he was going to be right over. Why did Vic and Si stop talking? I look over at Jesse with a small smile, confused about what’s happening. Jesse, however, is red-faced, trying not to distract me with laughter. His hand is in a fist over his mouth, and I can tell by the crinkles in his eyes that he’s dying to let loose.
I sigh, “Let it out.”
Jesse starts cracking up, tears running down his face from holding it all in. I giggle at him, enjoying the laughter that he’s locked into. I’m not sure I’ve seen him laugh this much or enjoy interaction so much. Maybe the bond will be a good thing for him. He said he’s not sure, but how can he say he’s not sure when he’s got me and plenty of time to get to know the guys?
His laughing dies down to low chuckles, and my head is on the back of the couch, my eyes glued to his expression. On a normal day, Jesse is gorgeous. When he’s laughing? My breath is about taken away. He’s got the slightest dimple on his cheekbone, just by his eye when he smiles this wide. He looks lighter, freer, like this. It’s how he should always be.
I push my way off my cushiony seat and fill up a glass of water for him. He accepts it with a “thank you,” and sipping itseems to help the final giggles stop. Just as he’s about to speak, there’s a heavy knock at the door. My eyes shoot to it, wide and surprised by the heavy impact on the door.
Jesse pushes off the couch and steps in front of me faster than I can track, and my little heart melts at the protective action. He gestures for me to stay behind and moves to look through the peephole. A huff of air escapes him, and I can only imagine what he’s seeing on the other side.
“Looks like a bunch of stray guys. Should I call animal control?” he asks, projecting his voice to be heard on the other side of the door.
“Goddammit, Jesse, open the door!” I hear Henry yell back.
I’m cackling with laughter as Jesse opens the door for Henry, who marches into the house. He’s a mix of concern and anger, and while IknowI should stop giggling, I can’t. He’s just so adorable. Each time I try to stop, my mouth just keeps going. It doesn’t help that I can hear Vic yelling outside with the door still open.
“Si! Wait up! I’m sure she’s fine!”
Simon steps in, and Ireallyshould stop laughing now. He’s not amused. My body doesn’t seem to understand that, though, and the giggles and cackles continue to escape me. Henry crosses his arms and glares at me. Fuck, that’s hot. I kind of want to climb him like a tree right now. My legs lock together as I feel more slick escaping me. I’m not sure how much these panties can hold up to what these men do to me.
“Guys, I think this little Omega took us for a ride,” he says, tilting his head as he looks at me.
Simon follows suit with the arm crossing, and Jesse looks over with a gleam of excitement in his eyes. Vic looks up at the ceiling with his hands on his hips, his head shaking back and forth in an exasperated motion. That restless feeling that’s been plaguing me the last few days comes back in full force, and myhands and feet fidget. Henry stalks slowly toward me, and I step back out of instinct.
“Oh, my pretty Omega, don’t you know not to run from your Alphas?” Henry continues, his voice low and rumbling through me.
I shiver as his words wash over me and bite my lip, wondering if I can beat them to my nest. They need to work for it, and my Omega wants them to chase me. My eyes flick to the side, judging the distance for a millisecond before locking back onto the guys. All four of them are now looking at me like I’m dinner, and I think my panties are officially wrecked. I found the limit.
Turning, I take two running steps before I hear Henry growl and catch me on the fourth step. His arm wraps around my waist, pulling me back to him, my ass happily rubbing into his hard length. His second arm wraps around one shoulder before landing lightly on my neck, holding me in place. Henry dips his head down and takes a drag of my scent before raking his teeth over my skin. A whine explodes out of me, and I can feel a sort of haze descend on me. I’m fully aware of what’s happening, and they’ll stop if I tell them to, but that’s the last thing I want.
“Seems like we should teach our Omega a lesson,” Vic says, his eyes almost feral as they roam my body.
Henry hums and the low vibrations that makes runs through my body, pulling a delighted shiver out of me. He then bends down and sweeps me off my feet, carrying me bridal style to the couch before sitting on the edge and twisting me around so I’m suddenly face down over his knees. How the hell did he do that so fast?
One hand gently caresses my ass, and I realize I’ve been hyper focused on his touch when I hear my name called.
“What?” I ask, feeling out of breath and more turned on than I’ve been in my entire life.
“Isaidyou need to consent before I give you your punishment. The guys will be counting along with you, and if you miss a single one, they get to give you an extra,” Henry tells me.
“Consent to what?” I ask, knowing I’ll agree to anything he says.
