Page 47 of In the Mouth of the Wolf

“So… this is knotting,” I chuckled. “Are we just stuck like this forever now? Not that I’m complaining.”

He purred, his hands running down my back. “I don’t know, I’ve never knotted before. I think it’s supposed to deflate after ten or fifteen minutes.”

“Mmm,” I replied, nestling into his chest. “Mandatory post-coital cuddles. I like it.”

His hands ran up and down my back, sending shivers across my body. “Well, it’s supposed to help make sure you get pregnant.”

Pregnant? Oh my god, I wasn’t on birth control. And Mike had come in me, too. That’s right, I had been searching for pharmacies when…

Just as I started freaking out, he began purring, holding me down tightly. “Shhh, you can only get pregnant when you’re in heat. You’re fine.”

The confirmation I wasn’t currently ovulating and the vibration from his purr calmed me. “How often does that happen? My heat, I mean.”

I rested my cheek against his chest, reaching up to gently scratch his beard. He pushed into my touch and sighed contentedly. “I’ll double check with Archer. But it’s only a couple of times a year, I think.”

Thank goodness for that. My eyelids became droopy, sleep calling to me until I snapped back fully to consciousness at the sound of the front door opening.

“Hey, we’re back!” yelled Nolan. “You guys upstairs?”

My face flushed and my heart raced again. I pushed myself off him onto my arms. “Shit…”

“Shit?” he repeated questioningly. “What’s wrong? Are you embarrassed they’ll know we fucked?”

“Yes? No? I don’t know. This whole dynamic is really new to me.” I closed my eyes as the sound of their footsteps and voices came closer.

Cam pulled me back down in a big hug. “They’re not going to be anything other than happy that you’re happy, and maybe a little jealous. But that doesn’t mean you gotta nurse their feelings and knot them all tonight to make things even, got it? We’re taking this at your pace.”

My pussy clenched around him again and he bit back a moan. “Babe, we’re going to be locked a lot longer if you keep doing that.”

Elias pushed the door open. “Hey, you left the shower…” His sharp intake of breath and the scent of bergamot and pepper that practically exploded off him informed me of his reaction to the sight of Cam and me on the bed.

I turned my head towards him and watched as he stared in fascination. “Damn, California. Do you have any idea how hot you look taking in his knot like that?”

Archer and Nolan entered behind him, both releasing their own waves of scented arousal.

“Oh god,” I muttered, burying my face into Cam’s chest. This group relationship was going to take some getting used to.

Cam’s hands ran over my back and down the curves of my ass possessively. “You guys are making her nervous. Wanna give us some privacy?”

Archer got out of his daze first, grabbing a blanket from the foot of the bed and placing it on top of me. “I’ll, um, get cleaned up and order some pizzas.”

“Can you get one Hawaiian, please?” I asked, my voice muffled.

Nolan snorted. “Hawaiian? Shit, we may have to rethink this. I don’t know if I can be bonded to someone who likes pineapple on pizza.”

Cam growled viciously when I flinched and Nolan took a step back. “I’m kidding! Calm down, alpha. Hawaiian it is.”

Archer grabbed the other two and pulled them out of the room, closing the door behind him.

“I. Am. Mortified.” I whined once I’d heard them retreat back downstairs. I felt like we were teenagers who just got caught with their braces stuck together.

Cam sighed. “You should be. Pineapple on pizza? That’s practically a hate crime.”

“Hey!” I cried. I reached over and bit his nipple. His body tensed, and I felt his cock harden inside me. His knot expanded, brushing up against my G-spot and I came again.

My orgasm triggered another one in him, and he roared as he released inside me, thrusting up from below. He collapsed into the bed, twitching as his cock pulsed inside me.

“Well,” he said breathily. “I think we might need to restart the clock.” I loosed a deep, contented sigh and settled into his chest. He kissed me softly on the top of my head. “Not that I’m complaining.”

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