Chapter 30 Knox
Knox
I’ve never wanted to take care of someone this badly in my life.
The squelch of her warm heat makes my cock kick. Fucking hell, she’s so tight. What I wouldn’t give to bury myself inside of her and lock us together with my knot.
With every pop of the bubbles in the hot tub, her scent is released. Slick intermingles with the water, guiding my fingers inside her as I crook them up against the back of her clit.
“Knox,” she whines as her lips part from Eli’s. “I need more. It’s not enough.”
I lean in and nip at her shoulder. My third finger rims her tight hole before she gasps. Walker chuckles, the sound low and deep, and Eli kisses at the shell of her ear before he murmurs something I don’t catch.
Lia’s body bucks, swallowing my third finger like it’s nothing.
Like she’s a pro at this.
“Oh my god. Fuck. Yes. Just like that.”
“Such a filthy mouth,” I murmur as I kiss the crook of her neck. “Can’t wait to dirty it up more.”
There’s a moment where she stiffens, her eyes going wide.
Walker groans, and it doesn’t take a genius to know that he’s slipped a digit into her ass.
I feel his finger sliding against mine inside of her, that small piece of skin separating us bulging with his intrusion.
Lia’s body locks up, her sounds stopping altogether as Eli continues to pepper her with soft kisses.
“Oh, shit,” she chokes out.
Her body collapses against the edge of the hot tub when she finally snaps. Something gushes against my hand as I pump my fingers, working that little pebbled spot inside of her body. Walker growls as he leans forward, sliding his teeth along the nape of her neck.
“Give it to him,” he snarls. “Your orgasms are ours.”
Lia’s voice is breathless. “Yes, Alpha. Yes. All of them. For you.”
When she goes boneless, her swollen walls trying to push me out, and I don’t fight. I let my fingers slide out naturally and my hand moves to her hair.
I pet it away from her sweating face as she turns it to face me, and the blissed-out look in her eye is something I commit to memory.
I lean forward and press my lips softly against hers. “You did so good for me, Sunshine.”
“Yeah?” she croaks out.
I nuzzle my nose against hers. “Yeah.”
Her lopsided smile is the most precious thing I’ve ever seen.
“That’s two for three,” Walker says as he moves away from her back, switching places with Eli. “You ready for another.”
Lia whimpers as she presses her cheek to the side of the hot tub. “I… I don’t know if…”
“It’s okay, Alley Cat,” Eli says as he inches up behind Lia. “I’ve got you. We’ll take this nice and slow.”
Walker captures her hair and turns her head, angling her lips for a bruising kiss. My hand slides up and down her back as Eli’s hands dip beneath the water. I’m not sure what he’s doing. I can’t see his hands and their movements beneath the jetted water.
But when Lia starts moaning again, I smile.
“There it is,” I say as I lean in and kiss her bare shoulder. “My favorite sound.”
“Jesus Christ. Eli. Good fuck,” she groans.
“Slow and steady wins the race,” he says with a cocky smile.
I haven’t seen Eli like this before yet.
Lia picks her head up and wraps her hands around the edge of the hot tub. She bows her back, her hair falling like a curtain around her as she bucks back against him.
Walker’s murmuring things in her ear that I don’t catch, his hand still tangled in her hair. Her tits flop in and out of the water, catching my attention, and I long to wrap my lips around her puckered pink nipples.
“That’s it,” Eli says as his arms move quicker beneath the water. “Let it wash over you, Alley Cat.”
“Eli, oh my god!” she cries out.
I need to know what this man’s doing, that’s for sure.
“Come for him,” Walker commands as he tugs her hair, crashing another kiss to her lips. “Let him feel you.”
“Eli!” she whines.
“Oh, yeah,” he growls. “That’s the good stuff.”
Lia’s body unravels. She shakes and shivers, collapsing against the edge of the hot tub.
I slide my arm beneath her, banding against her stomach just so she doesn’t slip underneath the water. The jet is barreling against my arm, so Eli didn’t have her up against it or anything.
I need to ask him later what caused her eyes to go wide like that.
I want to make her look like that.
“Such a good Omega for us,” I whisper as I kiss her temple.
“Yeah?” she whines.
“Oh, yeah,” I murmur as I kiss her cheek. “The best.”
And then, she purrs.
That makes me pause. It makes all of us pause.
For a moment, time is suspended. Walker slams his hand down against the button for the jets, turning them off in a millisecond. The water settles. The bubbles stop boiling around us. Yet the sound is unmistakable.
Lia is purring.
And Omegas never purr unless they feel a very distinct combination of safety and contentment.
We did it.
We finally made her feel safe with us.
“Okay,” Walker says, his voice quieter than normal. “Out before she slides under. Her muscles need time to recuperate.”
I’m already moving as I vault over the edge of the hot tub.
I grab one of the oversized towels from the rack in the corner while Eli helps to guide her upright. When I lean in to take her from him, she comes without protest. Her body’s still boneless and warm from the water and our efforts.
I wrap her up in the soft towel while Walker and Eli dry themselves off. I cradle her against me, her cheek pressed against my chest.
“Hey there, Lia,” I murmur as I sway softly side to side.
“Don’t drop me,” she mumbles.
It makes me smile. “Never.”
Walker and Eli towel me off as best as they can, and then the three of us cross back through the threshold of his place. I have to admit, his place is impressive.
It’s big; at least three thousand square feet, though I’m sure it’s closer to thirty-five hundred. As we venture back down the hallway toward his primary suite, I count four other doors in the hallway.
I can’t help but think that Walker’s place would be big enough for all of us.
Walker’s bedroom is dim when we get back inside. The lights are turned down, low and warm so they don’t make Lia squint. There’s a table beside the bed that wasn’t there earlier. At least, not like this. Now it’s covered.
Oils.
Cooling cloths.
Heat packs.
Soft wraps.
A diffuser already puffing lavender into the air.
Eli lets out a low whistle. “You’ve been planning for this.”
Walker doesn’t flinch. “For years. Come, lay her on the bed so she can rest.”
I do, careful as glass, easing her onto the bed while Eli climbs up beside her to keep her from rolling. Walker’s already warming oil between his palms by the time I join them.
“Just relax for us,” I say as my body and Eli’s bracket her on the bed.
Eli runs his fingers through her damp, knotted hair. I take her hand, kissing her knuckles, while Walker’s palms slide along the length of her back. She sighs, her eyes fluttering closed, and I watch her body go pliant beneath our care.
It’s quiet work.
It’s honest work.
It’s work I want to do for the rest of my days.
Lia groans as Walker works out knots and leans into pressure points, murmuring things about “relaxation techniques” and “pain points” and “tension in the ligaments.” He sounds like he’s read every Omega care manual on the planet and memorized them for fun.
Maybe he has.
Lia hums once when Eli works a rough knot out of her beautiful hair. She sighs when Walker’s thumbs find the base of her spine. She goes slack when I take one of her hands and start tracing lazy circles into her palm.
“Stay with us,” I whisper when her head lolls toward me.
“M’trying,” she murmurs.
Everything is a bit of a blur after that. We don’t mean to fall asleep, but it happens. With Lia tucked between the three of us, I’ve never felt more at peace.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
“Amber,” Eli says breathlessly, jerking awake like he’s been shot.
“Ugh,” I groan. “Who set an alarm?”
“Breathe,” Walker grumbles.
Eli shuffles against the bed. “I have to—”
“You have time,” Walker says, like he already knows. “Check the alarm label.”
I peek an eye open and watch Eli scramble for his phone. The screen illuminates his worried features, and I can’t help but smile at what a good father he is.
Would I be a good father?
I hope so.
Eli blinks down at his phone, rubbing at one of his eyes. He relaxes by inches as his gaze scans his phone before he tosses it back onto the bedside table.
“She’s still got forty-five minutes,” he grumbles as he tosses an arm over his face.
“I’ll have someone bring your truck around,” Walker replies as he rolls over, already reaching for his phone. “Knox, stay with Lia.”
Like I was going anywhere.
“Mmm, I don’t wanna get up,” Lia groans.
“Then don’t,” I say as I shift closer to her.
Walker moves into motion, standing up from the bed like he doesn’t need time to wake up like a normal person. He’s already talking to someone on his phone while Eli perches on the edge of the bed, rubbing at his face with his hands.
Walker’s voice is steady, and strong. Pack Alpha mode, for sure. He gives calm demands into his phone before hanging up, and then a similar demand comes our way.
“We’ll do dinner here tonight,” he says as I hear the sounds of clothes rustling about. “Amber okay with that?”
“Should be,” Eli says with sleep still in his voice.
“Yay,” Lia murmurs against me.
I smile and kiss her forehead. “Sounds like a plan. I’ll pick up dessert so our sweet one here can rest.”
A family dinner. In a home that’s big enough for all of us.
I can’t help but get excited as I cradle Lia against me. My Omega. The one that I know was made for me. For all of us, really.
I can’t wait for our little family to be official.
When Lia’s ready, of course.