Page 145 of Believe it or Knot

I look back at Sorrel. She’s watching the three of them with wide eyes, her pupils blowing wider with arousal at the sight. I can’t blame her. But I want her attention on me while I fuck her. So to the sounds of Liam choking on Rafe’s cock, I pull my hips back and slam into her again, making her tits bounce and her attention fly back to me.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” she moans. “Fuck me.”

And so I do. Slamming myself in and out of her, tilting just so to hit that spot that makes her scream and her toes curl.

I fuck her through an orgasm, holding back on coming myself because, holy shit, she feels too fucking good and I don’t want this to end. And yet, I do. Because at the end of this, I’ll bite her, claim her, make her mine.

My knot swells at the thought, wanting to lock inside her when I spill my seed. It’s part of the bonding process with an omega and its instinct to want to do it with Sorrel too. She’s my mate, after all. The only one I’ve ever wanted.

My knot swells further, aching and throbbing, needing the tight clamp of her pussy. “So fucking good,” I pant out, grinding the bulge against her clit and making her scream my name. It sounds so fucking nice, I do it over and over.

She’s so warm and soft, and I’m sure if I just push a little, force it, I’ll pop my knot right inside her and the squeeze will be exquisite and she’ll fucking fall apart all over my cock. She’ll love it, my alpha assures me.

Nails scrape over my skin as I start to push in, her pretty aqua eyes widening. “Gage,” she gasps. “Wait.”

“Do not knot her,” Gray orders, and I lift my head to bare my teeth at him. He meets my glare head on, cock still buried in Liam’s ass, but focus entirely on us. “Don’t look at me like that. You’ll hurt her. She’s not ready to be knotted. Not yet. Right, sweet girl?” His fingers push a lock of her dark hair off of her face as she looks up at him with eyes full of adoration and lust.

“Right,” she says before sinking her teeth into her lower lip. “But it’s something we’re working on.”

“What have you been up to, you gorgeous little beta?” Liam asks, reaching between us to tweak her nipple, moaning when Gray grinds into his ass as a reward.

“We’ve been knot training,” Gray admits, reaching down to circle her clit. Maybe that should bother me, how close he is to my cock, but when my girl gasps and rolls her hips up while clamping down, I can’t say I mind all that much.

“Fuck,” I hiss, eyes slipping closed at how fucking good she feels. “Fuck, baby. Squeeze me just like that.”

“Knot training?” Rafe says, sounding frustrated and turned on all at once. “And you didn’t think to tell us? Give us a heads up that at some point we’re going to knot our pretty little beta? Lock into her, keep our cum from spilling out? Breed her.”

I growl at his words, and my hips give an involuntary thrust as Sorrel moans under me.

“I thought it would be a pleasant surprise for the both of you,” Gray says, thrusting leisurely into Liam.

“What a treat,” Rafe murmurs. “What a dream.”

Sorrel flushes and buries her face in my shoulder, teeth scraping over the flesh there. I tense as sharp pleasure fills me, and I nearly cum right then. “Fuck, baby,” I groan. “You’re gonna bite me too, right? Mark my skin, show the world I’m yours.”

“Yes, Gage,” she pants against my skin as I pick up the pace again. “Yes, fuck yes.”

“Good girl,” Gray purrs, slamming harder into the omega, matching my pace. Then he looks at me. “No knotting,” he reminds.

I nod, veins popping with the restraint from holding myself back from her. But Gray is right. It would hurt her, and that’s the last fucking thing I want to do. No, when I finally knot my pretty beta, I want it to feel so damn good, she never wants to climb off.

“Gage,” she moans. “Fuck, Gage, I’m close.”

I pick up the pace, working to stroke inside her just right to get her there. The timing needs to be just right. It’ll hurt her less if I sink my teeth into her when she climaxes, and that’s what I intend to do. I’m so fucking ready for it. Ready to feel her in my bones, never to be parted again.

Her fingers tighten on my shoulders, one hand sliding up to cup the back of my head, guiding me down to her neck as she arches it, giving me all the space I need. “Here, biscuit? You want me to bite you right here?”

She whimpers and nods, hips working double time to meet my thrusts, sweat slicking her golden skin. “Yes, please. Gage. Please. Now. Now!” I feel her clench around me and I move in a flash, my teeth snapping down on her neck. Blood floods my mouth and my alpha roars his fucking victory as the first tingle of our bond forms between us. She screams, and I’m not sure if it’s from pain or pleasure, but I can’t stop from digging my teeth in a little deeper. This fucking mark is here to stay. Forever.

She’s still fucking herself on my cock, rolling her hips up, trying to take me deeper. “Knot,” she murmurs. “Knot me, please, I can take it.”

“No, you fucking can’t,” Gray rumbles from beside us, but I don’t look at him. Instead, I pull back and examine the two semicircles of my bite on her skin. “Gage!” She cries. “Please. I need it.”

“Shh,” I murmur. Now that I’ve marked her, I can think a little clearer. “No baby, not today.” One of my hands loops behind her head, lifting her up as I continue my assault on her pussy with my cock.

“Bite me, baby,” I moan, holding her to my neck. “Please. I need your mark on me. Now.”

Sorrel’s blunt teeth sink into the muscle of my trap, biting hard as she clamps down on me with her cunt, growling and groaning out her release as my cock pulses inside her, my vision going bright white and then black.

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