Page 25 of Knot Enough (Fruity Omegas #1)

G abriel

After our beach trip, Graham replaced Lydia’s phone with a new one.

They spent an afternoon entering all the numbers she needed into the new device and changing her passwords just in case.

Graham kept a tight lip on whether Lydia’s old phone had received any more text messages.

I had a feeling he didn’t want her to see what kind of things they were typing to her.

He had also started working later into the night.

He woke up with us but he was always the last to go to bed.

I loved waking up in the morning with him, but I was getting worried he wasn’t getting enough sleep.

He locked himself in his office and only came out when food was being served.

I could tell Lydia was starting to miss him, too.

Finn and Sorren left to go to work by the time I got up.

I tended to stay in the nest a little later than usual to stay close to Lydia.

Her scent had gotten heavier and sweeter over the last couple of days.

She’s also been more anxious and moodier.

I had a feeling her heat was coming. It would be a few days, but I’m sure the guys would notice it soon.

When a pack was courting an omega, they tended to give gifts to the omega before her heat to convince them to allow the alphas into their nest. I was looking forward to what they planned to get her and me when I had mine.

My mission this morning was to talk to Graham about it.

I doubt he would notice in time for her heat, which meant I had to give him a heads-up.

It wasn’t because I had woken up hard for the past week due to our heavy make-out session or several dreams of the different ways we could have continued that day.

I was doing this for Lydia, definitely not me.

Knocking on the door, I waited for Graham’s voice.

“Come in.” I heard Graham say through the door.

He sounded tired. I opened the door, taking my time.

I could feel the smell of pumpkin and spices coming over me.

I took a deep breath, enjoying Graham’s scent.

Graham had kept his eyes focused on the computer screen in front of him.

I wrinkled my nose when he didn’t even look at me.

I was his scent match and the most attractive man in this house. He better look at me.

“What are you working on?” I asked as I skipped across the floor towards him. This time, Graham did glance at me .

“I had a friend help me find dirt on the Jameson pack. I’m reviewing the data he sent me to see if I can use anything.” He explained. I hummed as I thought over the information. I was happy he was doing this much for Lydia, but my softie alpha needed a break.

“I see; I guess that means you’ll be too busy to join me.” I mused, walking around his desk. I slid my finger across his chair as I went by. He needed a break and I had the perfect distraction. Graham finally leaned back and gave me his full attention.

“Join you in doing what?” He asked. He had a devilishly handsome smile on his face.

“Oh, it was nothing too important. I was just thinking about taking a dip in the pool.” I paused and started walking towards the door.

“Naked,” I chimed as I closed the door. I laughed to myself when I heard his chair tumble over.

Running towards the pool, I started taking off articles of clothing, trying not to trip.

By the time I got to the water’s edge, I was completely unclothed.

I cannonballed into the pool, with Graham missing his chance to grab me by an inch.

Once I emerged from the water, I saw Graham jumping in and joining me.

I watched his head come up from the water and shack the water from his hair.

We were at low tide, and our feet could touch the floor of the pool. In one quick breath, Graham pushed my back to the edge of the pool. His hand rested on the back of my head, protecting it from colliding with the pool wall.

“I wanted to swim.” I teased as Graham started to trail kisses down my neck.

“Later.” He grunted as he nipped a particular soft spot on my skin. My hips humped one of his legs in response.

“Bossy,” I muttered as I moaned from his touch.

“I’ve been dreaming about this for far too long.” He groaned into my mouth as he kissed me hard and deep.

“Us in the pool with our clothes off? That’s oddly specific. What happened to taking me out to dinner?” I teased once he let go of my lips.

“Brat.” He commented before slipping his hand down. His hand was warmed compared to the water lapping at our skin. I pulled my head back in pleasure at the feel of his fingers around me. I needed him to move, or I was going to go crazy. He chuckled against my shoulder at my reaction.

“You're right, though; you should get to swim before I keep you in my bed all night.” He reasoned, giving me one good thrust before taking his hand out of my pants.

“Swimming is the last thing on my mind right now!” I growled out before trying to grab him.

He laughed as he easily bypassed my hands and swam further into the pool.

I chased him around the pool, trying to get close to him again.

Eventually, our little game of tag led out of the pool into the kitchen.

We didn’t bother to dry off or cover ourselves as we ran past the dining area.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Lydia looking at us in shock as we ran by her.

I could have sworn I’d seen her spoon drop from her hand.

We got to Graham’s bed just in time for me to tackle him to the mattress. My legs wrapped around his waist.

Before he could do anything, I lowered myself to where I wanted to be.

My hand slid down his body and landed where I wanted to touch the most. My head dipped down to join my hands, enjoying his taste.

I could have sworn there was a hint of pumpkin spice in him.

My hand wrapped around the base as I took my time getting used to the size.

I licked at the length and sucked at the tip.

Graham moaned as I repeated the motion. Before I knew it, Graham had grabbed my hair and pulled me fully down to the base.

I nearly gagged with how deep he went. I struggled to breathe through my nose, and just when I thought I was going to pass out, Graham pulled me back up.

“Tap my thigh three times if it gets too much,” Graham said, watching me carefully. I nodded.

“Words, Gabriel.” He commanded. I rolled my eyes but did what he asked.

“Tap three times if it’s too much. I got it.

Now, can we finally continue?” I complained.

In response, Graham pushed me back down on him.

He was so big it was hard to swallow without gagging when he pulled me down all the way.

I could feel him get closer. His length somehow got even harder, and with one final grunt, I felt a warm liquid enter my throat.

He tasted just like he smelled. I moaned at the flavor.

While I recovered from being nearly suffocated, Graham pulled me up to him and kissed me.

“My turn.” He said before moving to where I had initially been. “Oh, but before that.” He trailed off, suddenly remembering something. He got off the bed and grabbed something from his nightstand.

“How do you feel about rope?” He asked, keeping his back to me. My eyebrow raised at his question.

“Like in general or when used in sex? I can’t really say I have any hard-core opinions on rope, but I don’t mind being tied up.” I shrugged.

“Brat.” He chuckled, as he grabbed both hands and moved them above my head. He tied my hands together and attached the remaining rope to the headstand at the head of the bed. He gave the rope a rough tug before moving away.

“Not tight?” He asked. I shook my head.

“Good. Say ace if you want me to stop.” He commanded.

“Got it, Ace,” I repeated. Graham nodded approvingly.

He crawled onto the bed, maintaining eye contact with me.

His eyes looked feral, almost predatory, as he inched closer to me.

My hands tugged on the rope, wanting to pull him nearer.

I was still hard even after I blew him off and have been since we had our make out session in the pool.

I was desperate for some relief. His touches started slow and controlled.

He put enough pressure on my skin to keep me wanting.

I tried to move or buck my body to get more friction, but Graham’s other hand kept me in place.

“Quit teasing me,” I growled as I moaned at a particularly sensitive spot. Graham chuckled darkly and made his touch even lighter.

“I don’t think so. I want to enjoy this.

Enjoy us.” He admitted as he moved to start tracing a line on my chest with his tongue.

I tried my best to wiggle, to get some friction between us.

He continued his lines along my neck and shoulders, nibbling in places seemingly at random.

I started cursing more and more the longer he continued his assault on my body.

I had almost given up on making him go faster when his fingers brushed against my length.

I whined, desperate for him to do it again.

Graham’s smile widened, and his hands focused on my length.

I almost sighed when he finally wrapped his hand around it.

His thrusts were short and light. He would put me on the edge before letting go or going slower.

Once he was satisfied with his hands, he moved his mouth closer and started to move his tongue on my tip, licking the liquid that had leaked out.

“You cum before I say so, and you’ll be tied to this bed all night while I edge you.

” He threatened before he pulled his mouth about halfway down my length.

He started sucking and licking like he had a damn lollipop in his mouth.

My arousal practically doubled at the thought of him doing this the entire night.

I pulled at the ropes, wanting to push him further down. I remembered his words and grinded my teeth to stop myself from cuming. Tears were starting to form in the corner of my eyes. I wanted to cum so bad it hurt.

“Let me cum!” I yelled impatiently. Graham lifted his head, stopping his touch on my length.

“Try again.” He commanded before going back and bobbing his head with more vigor. His hand kept me firmly in place as I attempted to wiggle again.

“Can I cum?” I tried again. A sob was starting in my throat as I began to beg. Graham switched from his mouth to his hand as he looked into my eyes. His pupils were black with lust.

“What’s the magic word?” He teased. His hand started to slow down as he waited for me to say please. I wanted to kill this man, but I wanted him to get me off more.

“Please. Please, can I cum?” I sobbed. I ached with need. I needed this to happen. I don’t know what I would do if he said no.

“Good boy.” He said before he started thrusting harder.

His grip tightened on me. “You can cum.” Almost on command, my legs tightened, and white liquid spilled onto Graham’s hand and bed.

I was coming down from my release as Graham untied my arms and cleaned him and me up.

He grabbed a large throw blanket off a chair in his room and bundled me into it.

He didn’t say anything as we cuddled on the bed together.

Rubbing my hair, he purred while I fell blissfully asleep.

When I woke up again, I was still in Graham’s arms. I looked up to find his eyes closed, but I knew he was awake from the circles he continued to make on my shoulder above the blanket.

“Lydia’s heat is coming,” I stated, moving my head to his side. I felt his hand pause and then continue making circles.

“I guess I need to find her a gift then.” He responded. I could almost feel the wheels turning in his mind.

“You need to be there for her. She’s going to want everyone with her when it happens.

She’s going to need all of us.” I continued.

I needed him to understand how important it was for him to be there.

“I know you want to get the Jameson pack to leave Lydia alone, but if you miss this heat, she won’t forget it.

You’ll just confirm fears she has.” I argued.

I didn’t know why I felt like I had to convince him to be there.

This was something he should want to be a part of.

“Don’t worry, Gabriel. I’ll be there even if I have to army crawl to you and her.” He declared. His eyes showed determination. I knew at that moment this man would do anything to be there for Lydia, even if it killed him.