Page 98 of Knot All that Glitters: Part 1

Jude jumps up from the couch and claps a hand on my shoulder, guiding me over to the couch until I’m kneeling on the cushion. Haven frowns up at me. “Clothes off.” She looks at all of us. “All of you. Clothes off. I want to see you.”

We don’t waste time following her instructions. Nerves twist in my stomach when I’m standing naked in front of her, cock bobbing against my abs. I don’t know why I’m nervous. I work hard on my body, and I’ve been told by countless women that the effort pays off. But this is Haven. The girl that has quickly become my favorite fucking person in the entire world. If she finds me lacking in some way…

I shouldn’t have worried though. She takes us in with wide eyes, all four of us standing shoulder to shoulder in front of her, and her cheeks got the most brilliant shade of pink as her gaze latches onto our cocks.

There’s a possessive gleam in her eye that I fucking love, and when she holds out a hand toward me, I don’t hesitate to slide my palm against hers. “Need you inside me,” she mutters, tugging me onto the couch and pushing me down on my back.

I let her position me just how she wants me, on my back, staring up at her as she straddles my hips. The hot, slick heat of her pussy pressing over my cock. She motions to the arm of the couch by my head. “Creed.”

I keep my eyes focused on my girl as he climbs up, his feet pressing into the cushion on either side of my head. The last thing I want is to be this up close and personal with Creed’s balls, but if this is what Haven wants, then it’s what she’s going to get.

Her lips part on a pant as she rolls her hips, sliding her slick slit over my cock, soaking it with her arousal. “Fuck, angel,”I ask, hands gripping her hips to help her with the movement. “You like that? You like the feel of me between your thighs?”

“Yes,” she groans, hips moving faster, making pleasure spark all along my spine. If it feels this good when she’s just grinding against me, how the fuck good is it going to feel when I’m buried inside her? “Need to fuck you,” she mutters, eyes closed, head tipped back, making her long dark hair brush against my thighs. “Need you inside me.”

“Take what you need, angel. Everything I have is yours.”

Her brow furrows as she looks down at me, like she’s not sure she should believe me or not. But in the next instant, she’s reaching between her legs and taking my cock in a firm grip. I groan. I can’t help it. Her little hand wrapped around me feels too fucking good. But the first clamp of her pussy around the tip of my cock? That feels even fucking better.

My fingers flex against her hips as I resist the urge to thrust, to bury myself hilt deep inside her, until I’m tapping her womb. This is Haven’s moment, her show. If she wants to slowly fuck herself down on my cock, I’m going to let her do it.

When I’m notched at her entrance, she releases my dick. One of her hands braces against Creed, the other on my chest as she carefully lowers herself down my cock, eyes widening at the stretch. She moans when she’s fully seated, head tilting back, revealing that pretty neck of hers.

Fuck, I want to sink my teeth into her, mark her up permanently, tell the world that she’s mine, but we can’t do that. No matter how much I want to, how my jaw and teeth ache with the need. I’m not sure we’ll ever be able to do that.

There’s a twinge in my chest at the realization.

Creed was right from the beginning. We never should have started this game with Haven. Never should have approached her with lies. She doesn’t deserve this. She never did. She’s avictim of her father’s bullshit, the same as we are. Probably even more than we are.

She’s so tight and warm that it takes every ounce of my willpower to not come immediately. “Oh, fuck, omega,” I groan, watching as her pussy swallows my cock. “Look at you. Look at how well you take every inch of your alpha.”

“Mine,” she pants out, chin dropping to look at where we’re joined.

“That’s right,” Hale murmurs, climbing on the couch behind her, straddling my legs. “Yours. All of us yours. And what are you, Haven?” he asks, lacing his fingers through her hair and tugging her head back so she arches beautifully over me, sinking farther onto my cock.

“Yours,” she pants as Creed reaches out and traces a circle around her nipple, hips rocking back and forth, making me see stars with how good she feels. Hot and wet and tight.

“Our what?”

Haven hesitates, like she’s not sure what he’s asking. And with that hesitation, her movements over my cock stall out. I groan, and slide my hands onto her hips, urging her to move again while she figures it out, thrusting into her from below.

“Oh, fuck, Tic,” she whimpers, eyes slipping closed only for them to fly open again when Hale jerks on her hair lightly.

“What are you, omega?”

She whimpers, clenching hard on me, and fuck, I almost come. “I-I don’t know.”

Jude chuckles low and dirty, bending over the back of the couch to touch her swollen clit, circling it slowly. “Yes, you do, button. Say it.”

Creed frowns and leans forward, tonguing one of her nipples. “Maybe she needs a reminder.” His mouth trails up to her ear, and he whispers loud enough for all of us to hear.“You’re our sweet little slut. Our pretty little whore. Our good girl, aren’t you?”

She nods frantically. “Yes. Yes, I am.”

Hale laughs, the sound bordering on cruel. “So say it, Haven. Say it out loud so we can all hear it.”

“Wanna hear those filthy words come out of that sweet mouth, baby girl.”

Her teeth sink into her lower lip as she looks around at all of us. I think for a moment she’s not going to say it. She honestly doesn’t have to. We’ll still give her what she needs, still fuck her, still make her come on our cocks. I don’t think a single one of us could deny her anything, let alone an orgasm.

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