Page 120 of Knot Her Mountain Men

My muscles seized in Maverick’s hands, pleasure sweeping me away.

The others heard me. Already their footsteps sounded closer. I whimpered, awaiting and dreading being pulled off yet another cock.

“Tag, you’re it.” Kit beamed down at me and I dropped, gasping, to the trail as Maverick pulled away. “You look good enough to eat, little fox, but time is running out. Better get going.”

I stumbled to my feet. This game was mean. My body didn’t care that I had already gotten off a couple of times during it. All it wanted was more. The only way I was getting that was if I hid well enough that someone could finish fucking me into oblivion before we were found.

Maybe I could get back to the lodge. The woodshed felt like a recipe for splinters, and the new bunk house they’d put in felt like cheating. I scanned the trees, realizing exactly where I was.

Bolting again, I sprinted down the trail, ducking out of sight as quickly as I could. Bear’s fort wasn’t far. The only saving grace there would be if the others didn’t know I knew it was there. A few sharp turns in the trail let me toss myself inside. I tucked further out of sight, waiting.

The first footsteps followed shortly, and Bear peeked in the opening, a grin bursting over his face when he saw me. I gave a little wave and then he was sweeping in like a storm, shifting me so I could balance my weight against the smooth crossbeams supporting the back wall.

“Stay quiet,” Bear ordered, his whisper rough in my ear. I had to bite my arm to comply as he fucked his way in. When he leaned over my back, bracing his hand next to mine, letting his other one take over securing my mouth, I lost it.

I bucked and writhed in his arms, silently begging,prayingI would finally get that knot. I was losing steam, and if someone didn’t fuck me all the way to the end soon, my body was going to riot.

The first rise gave me hope. Bear drove into me with a wildness that set my blood on fire. My eyes rolled back, pussy grabbing him when he gave my ponytail a yank, sending me over the edge again.

So close.

Shivers wracked every inch of me and I arched further, the shift in the angles striking new spots, my ability to stay quiet rapidly vanishing. Bear tugged my ponytail again, craning my head back so he could claim those sounds with his mouth.

I whined, quickly losing control.

Every thrust had stars dancing in my vision, even when my eyes were closed.

Please, please, please.

Bear groaned, hips stuttering. I could hear someone coming up the trail and desperately slammed my hips back, catching Bear off guard and knocking him off the edge with me. He dropped his head, moaning against my skin. My mouth broke free, the feral sound I made as his knot swelled alerting the whole pack to our location. But luckily this time it didn’t matter.

I was on a knot.

Bear had won the game.

A fresh feral noise leapt out of me when Maverick dipped inside. I reached for him, dragging him closer so I could shove down the waistband of his pants.

“Slow down, sweetheart. There’s no rush.”

I responded with a growl, wrapping my lips around the head of his cock. I didn’t have to ask him to take hold of my ponytail, which gave me a few extra seconds to scrub my hand against my dress to get it cleaner before I wrapped it around his cock.

Bear settled me on his lap, hands on my hips, while I went to town on Maverick. What I really wanted was to fully surrender. A brief pawing against his ass cheek, digging my nails in, and driving him forward was all he needed to do exactly what I wanted. I kept my hand braced so he couldn’t go uncomfortably deep, but otherwise I let go, letting Maverick fuck my face and hand with each thrust.

Taking advantage of my spread-open position, Bear played with my clit, getting me impossibly wound up between the two of them. Their pleasure at having me like this crashed through the bond, satisfaction, lust, and affection all but drowning me. Sparks of surprised delight flickered from Kit and Ryder, my only indication that they had found us while I kept my eyes on Maverick. The arrival of the others sent him over the edge, spilling hotly down my throat.

Before he could even stop dripping, Bear’s movements pulled me away, tipping me backward to sprawl against his chest. Ryder dove in, tongue against my clit.

Every inch of me was vibrating, desperate sounds tumbling from my lips as Ryder focused on ruining me. I bowed up like a cat, slick flooding hard against Bear’s cock, too much trapped by his knot, the pressure enough to destroy me. I tugged against Bear’s knot, craving relief I knew I wouldn’t get.

I struggled to sit up, but Bear helped support my weight, letting me reach for Kit. My alphas were going to finish one way or another, and if I couldn’t get off Bear’s knot to take someone new, I would put my mouth to work. Kit used his own hand to spare me his full size, keeping a firm hold on my ponytail as he fucked into my mouth so I could melt and take it.

My thoughts blinked out one by one until there was nothing but the reality of an omega with her alphas. Surrendering on purpose was still new to me, but they made it easy. They knew my limits, and while they got close sometimes, they felt me in the bond and knew when to pull back. I was near my limit this time, but not there yet.

They played my body like a violin. By the time Kit spilled over my tongue, Ryder managed to wiggle me off Bear’s knot, using our packmate to hold my thighs open while he took his turn.

Every time I was with all of them, it felt like the first time when the old me had been burned away and reborn. How was I supposed to have an earth-shattering experience and not feel that way? They were what I hadn’t known I needed. Fate had aligned us, setting us up to support each other, to connect in the unique ways each of us required.

As Ryder’s knot unleashed, sending me spiraling once more, I let go of everything, allowing myself to free-fall, knowing they would always catch me.

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