Page 82 of Knot Their Soldier: Part Three

"Uh, Daddy?" I drawl in confusion. "Why does it look…" I trail off, unable to describe effectively how Halley's hole gapes.

Shade glances toward the bathroom where the shower is running.

Oh. Ohhh.

I choke on my spit.

"Did Knox knot-fuck you, Sparkles!?" I exclaim.

Halley squeaks and jolts at my raised voice, her hole clenching only to gape open once more. She's stretched out, her body working to tighten, but not there yet.

"Alpha, focus." Shade snaps his fingers at me and points at Halley.

"Sweet fuck, that filthy bastard. And I missed it!" I say, my rambling brain struggling to provide me with the obscene images I need to get the full picture. "I'm going to demand an encore."

Shade sighs and turns back to Halley. "Omega, present for your Alpha."

Halley drops to her elbows, her ass raised high in the air, showing off her thighs shining with her flowing slick.

Oh damn.

Shade smirks. "Thought that might shut you up. What are you waiting for, Alpha? Mount your Omega."

Fuck, I love it when he gets all bossy. It makes me feel special. Looked after. Cared for.

I slot in behind Halley, inhaling the heady scent of her arousal. I rub my hands over the curves of her ass and enjoy how she bows lower into her presentation. It makes the primal Alpha part of my brain hum with deep satisfaction.

A growl slips from me, and it makes the fine hairs stand up on Halley's forearms.

"What now, Daddy?" I ask, batting my lashes innocently. "Am I being good?"

"Yes, Blaze. You're being my good boy. You want to keep being good for me? Fuck our Omega's pussy," he says, gently stroking my arm, and the growl continues to tumble from me in a low rumble, almost like a purr.

I look at him expectantly and gesture at my cock. I might be a good boy at the moment, but I'm still a brat. If he wants something from me, he'll have to do it himself.

Shade sucks on his teeth and sighs something that sounds like 'fucking brat'. He reaches out and grasps the base of my cock firmly, giving it a few pumps that aren't needed. I'm hard. Achingly, desperately hard. The head is purple with thick veins running down the shaft, pulsating with each heartbeat.

By rights, I should already be in rut, buried deep in Omega pussy, pounding my way to a climax and glorious knot. I'm not right, though. Not in the head. Not in the bed. I'm all kinds of fucked up, and I like how it hurts to deny myself the ultimate pleasure simply to mess with Shade.

He tugs on it, and I groan as he lines me up with Halley's entrance. Slick is streaming from her hole, not tight enough to keep it inside, and the sight makes my head feel fuzzy.

Shade pulls his hand away and raises a brow expectantly at me.

I stare back at him with a grin.

Halley quivers at the feel of my cockhead at her threshold, but doesn't rock back. "What now, Daddy?" she innocently calls, and I stifle a laugh.

"Fuck her, Blaze. Fuck your Omega," he demands.

I tilt my head in mock confusion.

"Oh for the love of—" he cries, shuffles behind me and aligns his pelvis with my ass.

"Daddy?" I ask, excitement bubbling under the surface. Is he going to…?

Shade's hips thrust forward and my cock breaches Halley.

I moan, my head falling back and eyes scrunching closed. It's so wet and warm. I've only ever fucked her ass or her mouth. Never her sweet little pussy.