Page 99 of Knotted their Beauty

“She’s okay,” Ves whispers. I nod even as my lips tremble and he pulls me away as he shuts the door. “You need to stop beating yourself up about this, honey. Come on.”

I sigh, wanting to believe him. Rufus lays down in front of Cali’s door, giving me a low bark to let me know he has her. They’ve been thick as thieves, especially since she’s been back. He’s the best dog, and we love him fiercely.

I let him walk me into our bedroom, where Lennox and Baron are already waiting for us. Ves closes the door behind us and locks it before he begins to speak. The last thing we want to do is wake Cali up.

“You know better than anyone the world isn’t safe,” Ves continues. “Cali is a survivor, and she survived her mother once and for all. Stop blaming yourself for something that could have happened to anyone.”

“Tiffany?” Lennox asks, his lips twisting into a snarl. “I hope she’s having her cunt fucked with a hot poker right about now. She was stalking us, Arlo. First at the grocery store, and then trying to pick up Baron while he was fixing his van. Butler was a curve ball none of us could have seen. You can’t predict life, baby. I could cross the road one day and get hit by a truck.”

“Lennox,” I groan. Not the fucking truck argument. My pack has been convincing me to let this go, but it’s been hard for me to.

“Please don’t traumatize him,” Baron adds. “What do you need, Arlo?”

“I need to get out of my head, and then I’m booking an appointment with a psychiatrist tomorrow,” I sigh. “I’m beginning to fixate. No amount of logic is helping either.”

“Baron’s guy is pretty good,” Lennox says begrudgingly. “We found something that doesn’t make me feel fuzzy.”

He doesn’t have the sharp drops anymore, and he talks about what’s triggering big feelings. It’s all a work in progress. His troupe is moving to six month runs for his performances, and then he’s off for six months. He’s currently not working, choosing instead to learn how to paint with Cali.

He’s insanely good at it, which is par for the course for him. Lennox is talented in a way few people are. He puts all his energy into something, and then moves to something new. I think it’s part of his big emotions and how he channels it all. We’re all finding ourselves as we live together as a pack, and things change from day to day.

There’s no race to get to your happy ending. One day, it’s just there.

“Strip and let us distract you,” Lennox smirks. “Ves looks like all he can think about is fucking your tight ass.”

“It’s definitely what I’m thinking about now.” Ves helps me pull off my clothes and pushes me onto the bed. He follows our lead and discards his own clothing, his cock already leaking slick as he covers my body. “Help me suck our alphas’ cocks, honey. Maybe if we’re lucky, Lennox will offer up his own hole to Baron.”

“I think we can make that happen,” Lennox smirks.

Ves pushes my legs to my chest, rubbing his cock over my slicking hole. I moan as I open my mouth for my alphas.

“Who’s first?” Ves asks, chuckling. “He’s very eager.”

Baron tears his clothing off as Lennox shoves at his own sweatpants, but Baron gets to me first. They’re both very competitive, and their omegas have learned how to light a fire under their asses. Ves and I are enjoying our secret weapon too much to tell them about it.

Baron’s cock stretches my mouth just as Ves pushes his crown into my hole. I moan as Baron begins to thrust in and out of my lips, his eyes on me.

“So pretty,” he groans. “Suck, little omega.”

“I’ll probably have my cock bitten off if I said that to Ves,” Lennox pouts.

“Damn straight. Give me your cock.”

Ves’ hands are busy holding up my ass as he fills me full of cock, leaving Lennox to stroke his shaft before leading it to our omega’s lips. The sounds of face fucking and moans are loud enough to make me gush around Ves’ cock, and I know I’m going to be a mess of cum soon.

My pack makes me crazy, and Ves is hitting the perfect spot inside of me. It may not be a knot, but he knows my body well.

“Don’t come yet,” Baron groans. “Get my cock nice and wet for Lennox. The brat needs his ass fucked.”

“I’ve been a naughty boy,” Lennox gasps. “Please punish me, Daddy Baron.”

I’d laugh if I wasn’t already occupied, and Baron’s knot grazes my lips as I drool all over his cock.

“Ass up, head down,” Baron says, hissing as he pulls his cock away. “You’re too good at that, baby. Lennox needs his hole glazed.”

“Goddamn it,” Lennox curses. “Your fucking dirty mouth is going to make this happen too fast.”

“I’ll just fuck another load out of you,” Baron shrugs. Moving back, he riffles through the nightstand until he finds the lube.