Page 53 of Knotted By the Demon

I’d held back, though. I was so used to holding back. I didn’t even know who I’d be if I stopped holding back. Was it time to find out? I’d already taken one step in that direction. The scent of the blockers were gone, leaving behind the soap’s aroma and a spicy fragrance that was uniquely me.

For the first time in years, I felt... real. I felt like myself. Like I wasn’t hiding anymore. I smiled at my reflection.Damn, I hadn’t seen my own smile in...shit... had I ever? I wanted to smile more, not just for them, but for me too. I needed this smile. This genuine smile that let me know I was no longer the alpha who shut everyone and everything out.

This smile let me know I was ready to let others in. I was ready for more than this abysmal existence I’d been experiencing. Yeah, I was definitely ready for more. I tossed my used towel into the hamper and then wrapped a new towel around my waist, not wanting to get Greek’s nest wet with my towel.

Though I was pretty sure his nest was already wet. I started to leave the bathroom to see just how wet they’d gotten it, but paused. Sofia and Greek’s sweet scents spiked. They were fucking now. They had to be. The sudden change in their aromaslet me know they were close to coming. And fuck... it was the sweetest scent I’d ever inhaled.

My hands gripped the counter, knuckles whitening as I tried to pull myself together. What would they want from me when I walked into that room? Would they expect me to join them? Would they let me just watch? Did they even understand how badly I needed this? How badly I neededthem?

The thought made my cock twitch painfully, and I growled low, the sound reverberating in my chest. I wanted to touch them, to lose myself in them, but I didn’t trust myself yet. Not completely. This would be the first time anyone other than myself had touched me, and the weight of that realization hung heavy over me.

I stared at the door, my chest tight as I imagined what I might find on the other side. Sofia’s teasing smile. Greek’s wide, trusting eyes. Their bodies tangled together, waiting for me. I swallowed hard, inhaling deeply as their scent hit me again, stronger now. It was everywhere, thick and warm, wrapping around me like a promise.

Honey. Citrus. Mine.

Before I knew it, I’d crossed the room. My hand closed over the handle, and I froze for a moment, my body tense with anticipation. Whatever happened next, I knew one thing: they were mine, and I was theirs. All of me. And I’d give them everything they wanted. With a deep breath, I opened the door and stepped into the hall.

I was nearly brought to my knees by the moans I heard drifting down the hall. They lured me to my bedroom like a siren’s song that I would gladly follow to the ends of the earth. My breath caught, and my body froze as my eyes locked on them.

Sofia was riding Greek, her body moving in slow, sexy as fuck rolls of her hips, her back arched and her head tilted back. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders, wild and untamed, sticking toher glistening skin. Greek was beneath her, his hands gripping her hips, his head thrown back, lips parted as soft as broken sounds escaped him.

My chest constricted painfully as I took it all in. Sofia’s nails dragged down Greek’s chest, leaving faint red trails on his pale skin. Greek’s cock disappeared into her with every downward slide, her movements fluid and intoxicating, like she was pouring herself into him with every thrust.

The wet, slick sounds of their arousal filled the room, mingling with the low hum of her soft moans and his breathless whimpers. My cock throbbed violently, and I bit back a growl, my hand bracing against the doorframe to keep from stepping inside. Precum leaked from my tip, smearing against the towel I’d wrapped hastily around my waist.

I adjusted it with a shaky hand, but the feel of the rough towel sliding over my length only made things worse. My body ached, every nerve ending alive and screaming as their scents collided in the air. Honey and citrus. Sweet and spicy. Thick with the tang of sex and heat. The beast inside me roared, clawing at the walls I’d built to keep it contained.

My chest rose and fell in uneven breaths as I forced myself to look away, my gaze darting to the floor as if that would stop the hunger coursing through me. It didn’t. Nothing could stop it. Just like nothing could stop my beast that was fighting for control of me.

I could still hear Sofia’s groans. She was panting now. Greek’s strangled moan filled the air, and I knew he was close to exploding inside of her. Unable to help myself, I returned my eyes to them. What the fuck did I do that for? Sofia was riding him faster now. Greek bucked into her, making her ass jiggle with each thrust.

Fuck, she had a sexy ass that I wanted to sink my teeth into. They both cried out, bodies jerking, scents perfuming the air,creating a fog of lust around me. A wave of heat slammed into me, sudden and unrelenting, and I stumbled back. Greek’s slick scent. The smell of Sofia’s wet pussy.

Oh, no!My rut! It was coming, surging forward like a storm I couldn’t outrun. My control was slipping, fraying at the edges, and I had to act fast before I became more beast than man. My gaze darted back to them one last time, catching a glimpse of Sofia’s wet pussy still clutching Greek’s thick cock as she leaned down to kiss him, her hand tangling in his hair.

Need. Them. Now. Mine.

Fuck!

I turned and bolted, my steps shaky as I stumbled down the hallway, the towel loosening around my waist. The scent of them clung to me, arousing as fuck, wrapping around my senses like a chain locking me down. My cock pulsed painfully, precum dripping, leaving a wet trail on my thigh.

My breath came in harsh pants as I reached the laundry room, my hand fumbling for the door to the basement. The cool metal of the doorknob bit into my palm as I yanked it open and slammed it shut behind me. I fumbled with the lock, uncoordinated.Fuck it.I rushed down the steps, my heart pounding in my ears as I reached the small room at the bottom.

The air was cooler here, the walls bare and the furniture plain and scarce. The large bed sat in the corner, chains hanging from its frame, ready for me. I’d built this space for moments like this, for when my rut came. Normally, it was on a set schedule. But seeing Sofia fuck Greek had triggered it.

I couldn’t let them see me like this. During my ruts, the beast took over. And he was a violent, sex-starved monster who had to be chained down. I couldn’t trust myself around them while he was in charge. My cuffs were programmed to hold me for twelve hours, long enough for the worst of it to pass. Long enough to keep everyone safe.

But as I stared at the bed, my body shaking with need, I wondered if it would be enough. The beast in me wanted them. It didn’t care about control or safety. It wanted Sofia’s cunt on my tongue and Greek’s slick hole clutching my cock. It wanted to fuck them until they screamed my name, until they were dripping with my cum, soaked in it, marked, claimed, mine.

I dropped onto the bed, the frame creaking under my weight as I snapped the cuffs around my ankles one at a time. My hands trembled as I laid back and reached above my head, feeling for the chains. The cool metal was almost soothing against my heated skin, but it wasn’t enough to quell the fire burning inside me.

I closed the cuffs around my wrists, the final click echoing like a death knell. I stared down my body. My towel had fallen off as I’d raced toward the basement. My cock was harder than it had ever been, the thick length twitching against my stomach. Precum leaked freely, pooling at the tip before dripping down the shaft in slow, wet trails.

I bucked my hips involuntarily, a frustrated growl ripping from my throat as I fought against the chains. The scent of them was everywhere, flooding my senses, mocking me with everything I couldn’t have. The beast inside me clawed and roared, slamming against its cage. It didn’t want to be restrained.

It wanted to fuck, to pound into the tight heat of Greek’s ass while he drilled Sofia’s wet pussy. I wanted to fuck him into her until both of them cried out my name. My cock throbbed violently at the thought, a fresh wave of precum spilling over as I threw my head back and snarled.

The air around me grew thick with my scent, no longer muted by blockers. It was rich and dominant, a potent blend of earth and spice that filled the small room. My rut was here, surging through me with an intensity that left me gasping. Myhips jerked against the restraints, my body writhing as I fought the need clawing at my insides.

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