Page 71 of Taken By the Pack

She whimpers in protest, immediately clenching her thighs together, seeking release. I tug her by her hand and help her to get onto her hands and knees.

I shift her position slightly and immediately thrust into her again, filling her to the brim.

“Jake!” she screams, her pussy pulsing as her orgasm starts to hover.

“Ready for the knot?” I ask her, pumping deeper and deeper inside of her.

“God, yes,” she says back to me, her voice rough with desire. The sound of it is enough to cause my knot to lock us together with a solid yank, and I moan at the friction, at the intense pleasure.

“Jake, Jake, Jake!” she says, gasping as she presses back into me once, twice, three times, before falling apart with a loud scream and a gush of slick.

I groan, holding her tighter as she pushes me over the edge, dragging me down with her. I shout with pleasure as I come, and come, and come.

I have wanted her for so long, and it’s finally happened. I’ve finally gotten to knot the Omega of my dreams.

We collapse together, bodies tangled, breath mingling, warmth settling between us.

I spoon her back against me, my knot locking us firmly together as little aftershocks of pleasure race through me.

Rowan wanders back, plate in hand, shaking his head. “You two look… cozy”

She giggles, stretching, her body still pressed against mine.

He settles beside us, passing her a piece of bacon. “Eat, Omega. You need your strength.”

She takes a bite, humming in satisfaction. I watch her, my fingers tracing circles on her hip, already thinking about the next time I get to have her like this.

Rowan nudges her playfully. “So, about Ash.”

She blinks at him sleepily, wiggling a little. My cock responds with a resounding twitch and we both laugh lightly.

“Ash?” she says with some confusion.

“You came into heat because you spent time with him. That has to mean something,” Rowan says, passing her another piece of bacon.

Her expression shifts, turning thoughtful. “I don’t know. I’m not sure what I feel, but I’ll talk to him.”

He nods. “Good.”

“It seems like…” She hesitates, biting her lower lip. She cranes around to look at me over her shoulder. “It seems like you guys don’t like him.”

We exchange a look, and then we both shrug. I’d laugh if I didn’t think it would make her annoyed at us.

“He’s just not from here,” I say, “and he’s got a weird job… I dunno.”

“He’s better company than I expected,” Rowan admits. “He might be okay after all.”

“We just want what’s best for you,” I tell her, kissing the nape of her neck.

I feel my knot slipping as we talk, and I slide out of her regretfully.

I stretch, rolling my shoulders. “All right. You two eat. I’ll clean up.”

Rowan watches me stand, smirking. “You gonna carry her to the bedroom after, or should I?

She perks up. “Oh, I wanna be carried.”

I grin. “Oh we got you, baby.”

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