Page 83 of Knot The Only Onee

"Little one," Noah began, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. "You are our everything. You saw how smitten Alena's guys are for her, right? That's us with you."

She let out a harsh breath but nodded. "It's hard to change my way of thinking. After so many years, the abuse. Both physical and emotional. It's difficult for me to wrap my brain around the fact that y'all want me."

"She busted out a y'all." I grinned from ear to ear, choosing to focus on the small positive of her statement. If I didn't, then I'd give in to my anger, which I simply couldn't do right now. I leaned over to kiss her cheek. "We'll make a country girl out of you soon enough."

Bridget's brows rose as she pinned me with that stare. "Out of everything I said, you just pick out the fact I said ‘y'all’?" She shook her head as she rolled her eyes.

"You know me, always trying to focus on the positive." It was true. Mostly.

"The point of it is, we love you, Bridget." Noah framed her face with his hands, kissing her softly. "We're not going anywhere, and we'll tell you as many times as you need to hear it: We. Love. You."

My heart melted as tears filled her eyes, and she blinked rapidly. "Thank you."

Noah shook his head. "You never need to thank us for loving you, sweet girl. We just love you."

"Why don't we go upstairs and go to bed?" I nuzzled my nose against her neck as my thumb brushed against the bare skin of her back where her shirt had ridden up. Her skin was so soft against me. The strawberries and cream of her perfume invaded my senses and rendered me powerless against her charm.

"You're tired already?" She murmured huskily as she leaned into my touches.

I smiled against her skin. "Who said anything about being tired or sleeping?"

With a growl, Noah lifted her off my lap and threw her over his shoulder. "Let's go, little omega." His hand rested on her ass after giving her a playful spank. He ran toward the stairs, his heavy footsteps echoing in the otherwise silent room.

Laughing, I moved to climb to my feet, but James had other ideas.

"Saucy little beta," he taunted as he bent and threw me over his shoulder, mirroring Bridget. He spanked my ass and then squeezed roughly, just the way I loved it. "I still owe you for earlier."

He took off after Noah, climbing the stairs two at a time until I was flung onto the bed next to Bridget. "Looks like we're both in trouble." I winked at Bridget. "So we might as well do what we want."

I threaded my fingers into her hair and pressed my lips to hers. My tongue invaded her mouth.

Exploring. Devouring.

I may be submissive with the guys, but I could take charge with our little omega when I wanted to.

Mostly, I did it just to be defiant and a brat. But I enjoyed it, and so did Bridget. It was a win-win scenario.

"He's being a real brat, isn't he?" Noah asked, laughter evident in his voice.

"Oh yeah, I think he needs some extra spankings tonight," James mused. "Maybe even denied his orgasm."

I lifted my face from Bridget's, despite her protests, and glanced up at our two alphas. "You can't be serious."

They both arched their brows, their arms crossed over their chests. Damn, they looked good standing there. Noticeable bulges strained in their pants, and their eyes darkened with lust. It was almost too sexy to witness.

Almost.

"I'm very serious, brat." James tore off his shirt and unbuckled his belt. "You should consider the consequences of your actions."

I stuck out my bottom lip in a pout. "You're no fun."

Noah snorted. "You do it just to piss us off. Maybe you should stop topping from the bottom."

“What’s the fun in that?” I replied, smirking.

Noah and James both sighed. James snapped his belt as he pinned me with his intense, dark stare. “You just don’t know when to keep it quiet?”

“Nope!”