Page 66 of Knotted By the Demon

Their smiles were too good to be true and way more than I deserved. But I was a greedy alpha, and I wanted all of their smiles. Forever.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

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My heat came on like a storm, slow at first, a simmer just beneath my skin, a tingling in my belly that made me irritable and pouty. Sofia and Demon tried their best to cheer me up, doing whatever I asked. Demon even allowed me to fall asleep in his lap. But there was no satisfying my irritation.

I always got that way right before a heat. Usually, I was left in my cage until I was half-crazed with need, so there was no one for me to pout to or ask for sweets and hugs and kisses. Not that I would’ve gotten any if I had asked for them. Still, here, it was different. I was free to voice my discomfort and complain about my genetics without anyone getting mad at me.

Yeah, my heat had started off slow and steady. But that slow simmer, that building irritation, had quickly burst into an inferno that consumed every thought, every ounce of restraint. I gripped the edge of the bed, sweat slicking my palms as my thighs clenched together, desperate for friction.

My body was drenched, slick pooling between my legs, and the scent of it mixed with the lingering cedarwood and leather from Demon, the citrus and jasmine that was Sofia. Theysurrounded me, my bond mates, their presence like an anchor I clung to even as the need spiraled out of control.

My chest heaved with shallow breaths, my heart pounding against my ribs as I knelt on the bed with Sofia kneeling right beside me, watching me. I couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything except the ache deep inside me, the unbearable need to be touched, claimed, filled, knotted.

But I also needed to fix my nest. It was a mess. I wanted this pillow over there and that pillow over there. Demon and Sofia had offered to help. And though I loved them, I wanted to do this myself. I had a vision in my heart that I was struggling to create. Ugh! That wasn’t right either. I moved the pillow again. There. Yes. That was perfect. That was where that pillow needed to be.

Sofia’s hands were warm and gentle as they smoothed back my hair, damp from sweat. Her touch sent sparks shooting through me, and I whimpered, leaning into her palm. She was talking, her voice low and soothing, but I couldn’t make out the words. All I could hear was the pounding of my pulse, the rushing in my ears. I tried to focus.

“You’re so beautiful, Little Rabbit,” she murmured, her lips brushing against my forehead. “We’re here. We’ve got you.”

I’d fallen asleep on the living room couch, but they’d moved me to the bed when I’d woke up feeling like I was about to spontaneously combust. We were in my nest. My perfect nest that was filled with the colors and the scents of my mates. My alpha had gotten these for me. My sweet, sweet alpha with the thick knot that I needed in my ass right now.

I kissed the side of Sofia’s head and then looked to my left. Demon’s massive frame loomed at the side of the bed, his piercing blue eyes locked on me. He looked conflicted, his muscles taut with restraint as he watched me get my nest in order. But his scent, gods, his scent, told me everything.

He wanted me. Needed me. He was being patient with me, waiting for me to get my nest ready before he joined us. The beast in him was struggling to hold back. My nest was perfect now, so I no longer needed him to hold back. I reached for him, my fingers trembling as I grasped his wrist.

“Alpha,” I gasped, my voice cracked and desperate. “I’m.... I’m...”

“Are you ready for me, Little Rabbit?” he rumbled, his voice low and rough. His hand enveloped mine, his grip firm and reassuring. “Tell me you’re ready.”

Sofia was rubbing off on him. He, too, insisted that I used my words to tell them what I wanted so they didn’t get it wrong.

“Tell me you’re ready to be knotted, Little Rabbit,” Demon continued.

His words made my stomach twist with need, a fresh wave of slick pooling between my thighs and soaking my ass.

“That ass is ready for our alpha, isn’t it, Little Rabbit?” Sofia added.

I turned my head to meet her gaze, her eyes glowing with warmth and desire. My throat worked, but no sound came out. How could I put this into words? The ache, the emptiness, the primal urge to be taken, to be surrounded by them, to be theirs?

“Touch me,” I finally whispered, the words breaking free like a confession. “Please. Both of you. Touch me. Fuck me. Suck me. Claim me in every way possible. I need you both. Now.”

Sofia smiled, her lips soft and inviting as they pressed against mine in a kiss that was both tender and demanding. Her hands slid down my chest, teasing over the sensitive skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. I whimpered into her mouth, my hips bucking as the heat clawed at me, demanding more.

Demon moved onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he knelt behind me. I couldn’t see him, but I could feel his presence. His scent grew stronger, more intoxicating,making my body tremble with anticipation. His large hands wrapped around me and pulled me back until my chest was pressed against his front.

My eyes jerked to Sofia, who was crawling to kneel in front of me. Citrus at my front. Leather at my back. I was caged in by my bond mates and I fucking loved it. Demon rubbed his hand down my body, brushing over my cock, making me slicker. He thumbed my slit, causing me to hiss.

“You’re dripping, Little Rabbit,” he growled, his voice thick with hunger. He pushed me forward a little and rubbed his hand along the crack of my ass. “So fucking wet,” he growled.

His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I moaned as his thumb brushed over my entrance, teasing me, spreading the slick that was pouring out of me. My back arched, and Sofia’s mouth found my neck, her teeth scraping over my skin as Demon’s fingers pressed inside me.

“Demon!” I cried out, my hands clutching at the sheets as he stretched me, his touch firm but careful. His fingers were thick, his movements slow and deliberate, coaxing me open as the fire in my belly burned hotter.

Sofia’s mouth moved lower, her lips trailing over my chest before wrapping around one of my nipples. The heat of her mouth, the sharp flick of her tongue, made me cry out, my body trembling between them. Demon added another finger, scissoring them gently, and I could feel myself opening up for him, my body begging for more.

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