Page 49 of Knot All that Glitters: Part 1

“Yes.” Haven nods, hips rolling up to meet the thrusts of his fingers. “Yes, please. I want your cocks inside me.”

Fuck. Her easy admittance to what she wants, what she needs, has my balls drawing up, my cock tightening. I want to give that to her, feel the tight clamp of her muscles around my dick, my knot. I want to fill her with my cum. To fucking breed her. Fuck a baby into her.

But more than that, I want to do right by her. I want her to trust me and know that I’ve earned that trust. I will not fuck Haven Bell, not until I know it won’t be used against her.

Hale kisses her. “We aren’t going to fuck you here, mouse. But we can still make you come, can’t we? In fact, I think you’re right on the edge already, aren’t you? Such a greedy little pussy you have, sucking my fingers in.” She moans when he adds a third digit, when his motions become harder, faster. “Gonna come for me, mouse?” He asks. “Gonna spill all over my fucking hand, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she gasps. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh fuck, yes.”

He grins up at her and then lunges down, sucking her clit into her mouth and she cries out as she comes. Tic’s mouth muffles the sound as he kisses her, but it’s still so fucking sweet. There’s a gush of slick, just like Hale predicted, and the air around us turns sticky sweet with the scent.

My mouth fucking waters with the need to taste, but I’m stronger than this, than Hale’s fucked up bullshit games.No, you aren’t, my alpha snarls at me. For him, it’s simple.

There’s a willing omega spread out in front of us, one that will take my cock and my knot, one that I can fill with my cum and make a baby with. It’s all he fucking wants. But alpha instincts don’t consider things like her emotions, her feelings, how fucking hurt she’ll be when she finds out what we’re doing.

My alpha is pretty sure that with enough knots and babies, she’ll forgive us anything.

If only that were true.

“My turn,” Jude all but snarls as he shoulders Hale from between Haven’s legs. He makes an animalistic sound as his nose nudges against her clit, inhaling deeply. Then he licks her. Haven moans. She doesn’t notice that both Hale and Jude didn’t hunker down between her thighs, staying to the side of her open legs. She doesn’t notice that Jude’s phone is propped up by her feet. All she knows is the feeling of his tongue on her, his fingers thrusting deep, dragging over her g-spot, making her head thrash against the picnic blanket.

Hale laughs at her reaction. One of his hands looping around her knee to pull her open wider. “Fuck her good,” he tells Jude, who snarls again, not liking being told how to please the omega.

There’s some part of me that thinks I should put a stop to this, that I should tell them all to fuck off, bundle Haven up and get her the fuck away from here. But there’s a larger part of me that feels like this is right.

Not the recording her thing, not the ever present lingering thought that this might be used to hurt her and her father. But the four of us, surrounding her, bringing her pleasure, our focus only on her, on what she needs? Yeah, that feels right. Really fucking right.

This is what a pack is supposed to be like, focused on our omega.

Not fucking fractured like we have been for far too long.

Haven moans, her fingers digging into Jude’s light hair as she fucks his face, taking what she needs from him. He groans and licks and bites at her, making her cry out again. Tic has the bodice of her dress pulled down, his mouth latched over one of her nipples. The sound of Haven’s pleasure echoes around us.

She doesn’t give a fuck that we’re in public, she’s just focused on getting what she needs and apparently, that’s a turn on for me. I’m leaking pre-cum like a faucet and have the feeling by the time this is over, the front of my jeans will be soaked through.

That’s only becomes more likely when Hale wiggles his fingers under my nose, forcing me to get a deep whiff of Haven’s scent. Her arousal still coats his hand. “Want a taste, brother?” he taunts, tapping against my mouth. And good fuck, I really do. I want to taste her, want to swallow her down and-

I cut off the thought. “I know what you’re fucking doing,” I growl at him, slapping his hand away.

“Oh? And what’s that?”

I grit my teeth and don’t answer. Haven’s right fucking there and I will not hash this out with him again, not while she might overhear, not even if she’s so blissed out on pleasure.

Jude grunts and I watch as Haven wrenches his head closer with her grip on his hair, crying out his name as she comes. Another gush of slick soaks into the blanket.

Jude’s hips are all but grinding into the grass as he licks her down from her high. Her fingers relax and she blinks up at Tic, who smiles down at her, his lips swollen from kissing her and sucking on her breasts.

“More?” he asks, and she gives him this adorable giddy little smile as she nods eagerly.

“Yes, please.”

Jude and Tic trade places, still kneeling at her side, not blocking the camera. “Fuck, angel,” Tic mutters, as he slides two fingers inside her. “You’re so fucking tight.”

She whimpers. “I know. I haven’t-” The four of us go still at the start of that sentence. If she says she’s a virgin, I’m ending this now. I swear to fuck I will. No way in hell is she giving it to one of us unworthy motherfuckers. But from the feelings coming through the pack bonds, I’d have a fight on my hands.

Apparently, the idea of being her first is something all of us really fucking like.

“I haven’t had sex in a while,” she finishes and I blow out a breath.

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