Page 82 of Believe it or Knot

A surprised sound huffs from my lungs when Liam pulls back suddenly and scrambles away from me, heading to a low table along the side of the bed. “What-” I cut off when he snatches up his phone and starts tapping on it, thumbs moving at a rapid pace as be types something.

He smirks up at me. “I’m telling Joey to arrange an interview where we can announce you joining our pack.” My stomach clenches at that. But he looks so goddamn happy that I don’t say anything. “I want everyone to know you’re ours. The sooner the better, I say.”

Rafe hums his agreement, fingers sliding under the hem of my camisole to tickle over my stomach. “Now that we’ve got that settled, we should celebrate.”

I know exactly what he means, but still look at him with wide eyes. “Celebrate? How should we do that?”

He growls and sweeps his palms up, taking my cami with them until it’s over my head and off my body. “I think you know, conejita,” he murmurs before bending to kiss my nipple. The contact makes me gasp and arch into him, making him rumble in pleasure as his tongue slips out and laves my nipple.

Liam drops his phone and moves back to us, kneeling at my side as Rafe drags his mouth lower, his hands on my hips tugging me down until I’m flat on my back. His thick fingers catch in the elastic waistband of the silk shorts Gray dressed me in and he looks up at me with a question in his eyes. “Can I?”

I nod. “Yes.”

A wolfish smile curls the alpha’s lips, and he peels the fabric over my hips. Liam smooths my hair away from my face, smiling down at me as I shift to help Rafe. “So fucking pretty, Sorrel.”

I blush, and not just because of the compliment, but because the omega’s eyes latched onto the spot between my legs as he said it.

It occurs to me that this is Liam’s first time seeing me totally naked. We fooled around on the Ferris wheel, but since we came to Granton, they haven’t pushed for anything sexual. They haven’t even slept with me in my bed.

Maybe I should have taken that as a sign that they were serious about me, that they weren’t after me for just sex, that they actually want me. But even now that I’ve said yes, it doesn’t make sense to me.

All thought flees as Rafe bends his head and licks me from slit to clit. I moan, but it’s muffled by Liam’s mouth as he kisses me long and deep. At odds with the teasing brushes of his fingertips over my nipples.

Rafe’s fingers dig into my thighs as he growls against my lower lips, holding me open wider, giving him better access to my most intimate part.

“You’re gonna gush on Rafe’s tongue, aren’t you, sweet thing?” Gray asks, as Liam kisses his way down my neck. “Give him what you denied me earlier. Let him eat up all your cum.”

My gaze finds Gray lounging against the headboard, his hand idly stroking his cock. I nod. “Yes.”

“No running this time if you squirt.”

I shake my head as Rafe stops licking me to peer up my body. “Is our girl a squirter?”

“I haven’t in the past. This morning with Gray was…”

“The first time?”

I nod.

Rafe hums as he grins and drops his mouth back to me, biting and licking and sucking with renewed vigor. Two fingers slide inside me with no warning, homing in on that spot deep inside me that has stars exploding behind my eyes. Rafe strokes over it over and over, then jiggles his fingers. That same sensation I had earlier with Gray builds, and I know I’m already so close to giving them what they want.

“That’s it, lovely,” Liam croons, smiling down at me and running his fingers through my hair. “Just like that. Come on your alpha’s tongue.”

“Dámelo bebe. Dámelo ahora.”

I cry out as my head tips back, and arousal gushes between my legs, spills out of me and into Rafe’s mouth. He groans and laps it up, fingers continuing their assault on my g-spot, dragging out the pleasure, making it grow again.

Hands press my knees back to my shoulders until my legs splay obscenely wide and Liam kneels next to Rafe between them. Two mouths sweep over me, groaning and snarling, trying to get more of me on their tongues. My hands shoot down, fist their hair to hold them in place as I come again, grinding as best as I can into their mouths.

“Deliciosa.” Rafe swipes his hand over his glistening lips, then licks his fingers. “You taste so fucking good, baby.”

Liam hums his agreement, his head still between my thighs, tongue languidly circling my clit, before dropping to scoop out whatever arousal he can from inside me. He doesn’t swallow though, instead he crawls over to Gray, straddling the alpha’s lap. Gray parts his lips and sticks his tongue out. I whimper as Liam spits my cum into his alpha’s mouth, then kisses him filthily, smearing my arousal on both of their faces.

“Thank you, sweetheart,” Gray murmurs when Liam pulls back, foreheads touching. His gray eyes find mine. “Rafe is right. You are delicious, sweet thing.”

The other two men hum their agreement.

“Time for you to fuck our girl, omega,” Gray orders. Making Liam’s head shoot up to stare at his prime alpha.

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