Page 62 of Knotted By the Demon

Pulling back, I gently turned his head toward Greek, who was waiting for a kiss of his own. Their kiss was slow and sensual, utterly perfect. Greek pulled away and rested his head against Demon’s chest. My gaze met our alpha’s piercing blue eyes. His face was flushed, his eyes half-lidded with contentment, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Perfect,” he murmured, his voice rough but filled with a tenderness that made my chest ache.

Greek nodded against his chest, his cheeks flushed as he whispered, “Perfect.”

I smiled and pressed a kiss to Demon’s forehead. “Perfect,” I whispered.

I laid down beside my alpha and omega, body spent and sweaty. We all drifted to sleep together, at peace as the rain fell in sheets outside. It was a few hours later when I awoke to the sound of growling. My eyes drifted open, and I saw Greek’s head bobbing up and down on our alpha's cock.

“More,” Demon growled, still caught in the snares of his rut.

If our alpha wanted more, we’d give him more. Greek and I took turns sucking our alpha until he came down our throats, filling us with his cum. And when he was done, we gave him water to drink, holding it to his mouth so he could swallow it.

Our beef jerky came in handy as quick snacks to devour before our Demon howled his favorite word again, “More.” It was hours of fucking, sucking, staying hydrated, and snacking. I honestly had to say, it was the best day of my life.

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

DEMON

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When I stirred awake, the world felt different, calmer, quieter. My body was sore, aching in ways I hadn’t expected it to be. Even my jaw was sore. But there was a reason for the pain. I smiled, recalling the way I’d tongued Sofia down, drinking her sweet nectar straight from the source as she rode my face.

Sometime during the rut, I’d ordered Greek to sit on my chest and fuck my mouth while Sofia sucked my cock. They’d both obeyed my orders like the good little bond mates they were. Together, they’d seen me through my rut, making my first sexual encounter memorable. More than memorable.Special.

I closed my eyes, barely believing this was my life. I’d always dreamed of a rut like the one the three of us had shared. Yet, I’d never imagined that dream would come true. Dreams didn’t come true for people like me. Yet, I was currently living my dream. That scared and excited me. I was afraid that if I smiled too much or too hard, all of this would disappear.

My cuffs had snapped open while I slept, leaving my arms next to my head in a weird position. They were now numb. I started to lift them but paused, becoming aware of the warmth pressed against me on either side. My chest tightened as Iglanced down. Curled up against me, their bodies flush with mine, were Sofia and Greek. The keepers of my heart, my body, and my soul.

Sofia was draped over my right side, her soft, bare skin against me, her hair spilling across my chest like a fiery curtain. On my left, Greek lay tucked close, his head resting against my shoulder, his steady breaths warming my skin. I shifted slightly, my muscles groaning in protest, and Sofia stirred. Her lashes fluttered, and she blinked up at me, her lips parting in a soft smile.

“Morning, big guy,” she murmured, her voice husky with sleep.

“Sorry,” I muttered, my voice rough as gravel. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”

She stretched, her arms arching above her head, and I caught a glimpse of her bare breasts. Her skin gleamed in the dim light, her curves impossibly soft and tempting. I felt my breath hitch, my body responding instinctively to the sight of her.

Her smirk told me she’d noticed. “Enjoying the view?” she teased. “You’ll enjoy this view even better.” She turned and began crawling away from me, her ass swaying from side to side as she moved.

“Careful, Little Fox,” I growled. “I’m no longer cuffed. I can spank you now.”

Tossing her hair over her shoulder, she glanced back at me. “And I can bend it over for you so you can spank me as much as you want, alpha,” she purred.

My cock throbbed at my Little Fox’s words. A growl rumbled through me as I continued watching her. She moved with an effortless grace, climbing out of bed and padding across the room to where a bottle of water and a bowl of fruit sat on a side table.

I watched her, mesmerized, as she unscrewed the cap from the bottle and grabbed an apple. The curve of her back, the sway of her hips, it was all too much, and yet I couldn’t look away. When she returned, she sat back down beside me, her knee brushing my side.

“Drink,” she said, holding the water bottle to my lips.

“My hands are free now,” I told her.

“I know. But they’re probably numb or tingling like crazy as they wake up. Let me take care of you, alpha.”

Sofia. This beautiful beta had not only stolen from my traps, but she’d also stolen my heart and soul. If she tried to leave me now, I didn’t think I’d survive it.

“Say ahhh,” she told me.

I opened my mouth, letting her pour the cool liquid in. It slid down my throat, soothing the dryness there, and I couldn’t help but close my eyes for a moment, savoring it. When I opened them again, she was smiling at me, the apple held out.

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