Page 100 of Knot All that Glitters: Part 1

She moans around Creed’s cock and a moment later, a gush of slick pours out of her, spilling over my fingers on my cock, hot and wet. Hale curses, and his hips stop moving as he groans her name, head tilted back, muscles tense and flexing.

I spill again, hot white ropes splatter against my abs, so fucking much of it I’m honestly a little surprised.

Creed’s jaw flexes, and then he’s yanking Haven away from Hale. She wraps her legs around his hips as he shoves his dick in her, making a wordless sound of pleasure as he comes, filling her to where our combined release drips out.

Guess he could wait to come in her pussy after all.

Haven sags against him, muscles limp, arms and legs dangling. Her forehead presses against his shoulder as he strokes a gentle hand up and down her back. I sit up and grab a blanket to wipe up the mess on my stomach as Hale climbs off the couch and retreats to the kitchen.

Creed murmurs something I can’t make out, and the entire time, Jude watches it all, like the cat that got the cream. Don’tknow what the fuck he’s so happy about. He didn’t even get inside our girl. He hasn’t come yet. And Haven looks wrung out. I doubt she’ll be up for more.

Hale comes back with a glass of water. He strokes a hand down the back of Haven’s head. She lifts her face away from Creed and I watch as our prime carefully holds the glass to her lips, giving her sips of water until it’s empty.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, brushing his thumb over her bottom lip.

She straightens and preens a little under the praise, but a moment later, a yawn splits her lips.

Jude, naked as the day he was born, slaps his hands on his thighs and pushes to his feet. “And that’s my cue.” Before any of us can so much as blink, he has Haven in his arms, wrapped around his body. “Gonna take you to bed, button. Fuck you nice and slow and deep, give you my knot and then you can sleep with me locked inside you. Sound good?”

Our girl shivers in his arms, making this sexy mewling noise that tells me she loves that idea.

They disappear up the stairs, the three of us staring after them. “What the fuck just happened?” Creed asks.

I chuckle and shake my head, remembering the way he whispered to Haven, the way she giggled. “We got played. Asshole was probably planning that from the beginning.”

He waited, he watched. He let the rest of us fuck Haven and come inside her, and now he gets to knot her. But more than that, he’ll probably spend most of the night with his cock inside her.

Motherfucker.

Chapter 25: I don’t feel the same

“Harder, Tic,” I pant out. My hands are already slipping against the counter with every thrust, but I need more.

The alpha behind be grunts out a sound that is more a growl that anything else. “More, omega? Really?”

“Really.Please.”

I should have known that our cooking lesson would devolve into sex. Everything I seem to do with the pack these days does. It’s like being free of the weight of my father’s commands has released my inner omega and now all she wants to do is fuck and be knotted and nest.

I may or may not have started to collect their clothing to weave into my blankets. For the first time ever, I’m building a nest. Granted, it’s just on the bed in my bedroom, nothing like the sweet little nesting rooms that most omegas have, but that doesn’t really matter to me, because it’s my first one. Mine. And I love the action of being able to do it, of getting it just right.

I want to ask about getting a proper nest, but we haven’t even discussed what we’re doing going forward. The most we’ve decided is that I’ll stay with them for the meantime. And they’ll keep me away from my father.

I cashed in my cooking lesson with Tic, and he taught me to make overnight cinnamon rolls. We reached the part where the dough was made and we just had to let it rise for an hour to an hour and a half. Before he could even think of cleaning up, I jumped him. Literally. I jumped right on him and ground my pussy against his cock and now here we are.

I moan when Tic leans forward, pressing his bare chest to my back, my breasts pressing into the flour spread over the surface. His hands slide along my arms until his fingers lace through mine. It’s intimate and lovely, and everything I ever wanted from an alpha. “Like this, angel? You want me deeper?” He’s all but grinding into me, his knot hitting my clit with perfect pressure. “You want my knot, omega?”

I mewl out a sound I didn’t know I could make before the Calloway pack. It’s the most I can manage right now, while my mind is full of pleasure and I can’t fucking focus on anything else.

“Words, angel,” he reminds me. All of them like hearing me say how much I want them. Apparently they find consent really fucking sexy because they ask me for it all the time.

“Yes, Tic, please knot me. Please. I need it.”

He presses against me harder, and I feel myself give way for his body, the tight pressure making my eyes cross before he pulls back, not giving me what I need.

“No!” I whine out. “Please. Please knot me, alpha. I need it. Please.”

He gives a low dirty chuckle, one hand releasing me to circle my hips and press against my clit as he picks up his pace, fucking me again. “Love hearing you beg, angel. Fucking love it.Gonna need you to keep doing that. Then I’ll give you what you want.”

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