Page 54 of Knot Her Mountain Men

The energy in the nest was a mix of panic and humor. Everyone knew our omega wouldn’t be satisfied anytime soon no matter what anyone did. I didn’t consider it a hit to the ego, only a testament to the insatiability of her heat. We could give every ounce of ourselves right now; she would take it and then still beg for more.

Kit rearranged himself so he was able to whisper in her ear and snake his hand down her body. The first brush against her clit had her squeezing the damn life out of my cock and made my hips stutter.

“Oh my fucking god.” I struggled to keep from coming on the spot. “A little warning next time?”

“You have to get used to it,” Kit teased, nuzzling her cheek. “It doesn’t matter how fast you come when there’s four of us to trade off. She’s not going to want for anything if we have to take over because her perfect pussy sends you over the edge early.”

Even so, I was determined to put in my best effort. Alphas usually had more control and took longer to come anyway so we could satisfy omegas in heat, but I was on the fucking edge.

“Lift,” I ordered. Maverick and Bear hoisted her up and I shoved a couple of pillows beneath her hips to change the angle. “There we go. Let’s go for a ride, firecracker.”

Omegas, bless them, had so much more capacity for pleasure than betas did. Their gorgeous pussies were lined with the equivalent of a G-spot all the way to the depths of them, and Morgan was certainly benefiting from that right now.

Her cunt gripped me with a vengeance, but I focused on driving forward, keeping my breath and pace steady while she fell apart. Slick burst out of her like little fireworks with each thrust, every drop decorating my skin with maple syrup sweetness.

Kit worked on soothing her, whispering sweet nothings. We couldn’t do much for her in that regard. Heats were overwhelming at the best of times and Morgan had been ruthlessly keeping hers at bay for far too long.

God, she was so fucking beautiful. I wanted to lick every freckle, find the patterns in them and trace them out with my tongue. Her muscles were more visible than ever with how much she was tensing, and I marveled at the strength tucked into her body. She was soft when she was at rest, but not now. Now she was trapped in a battle against her hormones and the only way out was through.

“Fuck—”

Bear pushed me back just in time. My knot swelled outside her and he moved instantly into my place while I collapsed to the side, helpless to look anywhere except Morgan’s skin decorated with my cum. I took up Bear’s post, cradling Morgan’s leg. My knot throbbed. What I wouldn’t give to be buried in her right now…

It was too early for knots. Our omega needed to get off as many times as she could, convince the heat hormones she was being taken care of appropriately, and then we’d have time for it. Right now she was too ravenous for it to be safe. The last thing we needed was for her to hurt herself while stuck on a knot and then have the rest of her heat be uncomfortable.

Since I was in a new position, I took advantage of it. I could hold her in place while making myself acquainted with those gorgeous freckles. I traced them over the curve of her shoulder and up the column of her throat, working my way back down to the swell of her breast before feasting on that raspberry-pink tip.

Bear let out a groan when my lips closed over her. Every inch of her was sweet, her body offering the expanse of her skin like a dessert I couldn’t wait to devour.

Morgan bucked hard against our grip.

“You’re not going anywhere, firecracker. Be a good girl and let Bear rail you.”

She didn’t have much of a choice in the matter, but for what it was worth, I could see her try to comply and stop being so wiggly.

“Set up some pillows so we can flip her over for Mav’s turn. Less weight on his back that way.”

Kit arranged things in the limited space available so we could roll our omega over and have her whole body supported.

“Why don’t you tell Bear how much fun you’re having?”

Clarity flickered in her gaze, but not enough for her to form actual words. Her sweet moans were all he needed for now.

I kissed her perfect lips. “Maybe later.”

Morgan arched as Bear took her hard and fast, and when I reached for her clit, I set them both off almost instantly, Maverick having just enough time to push Bear backward with his foot.

“All right, omega.” I kissed her forehead. “Up and over.”

She squawked as Kit and I flipped her, and Maverick moved to take up his position. Bear sat sprawled, hand curled around his knot. Poor bastard. I had a feeling we would all get very acquainted with that particular misery.

If she stayed with us, she wouldn’t need to go back on suppressants. She could if she wanted to, but I genuinely hoped she wouldn’t do it out of the fear of this experience. Heats were vulnerable; hell, I could see how they could be terrifying if you didn’t have access to people you trusted to get you through it. If anything came out of this for her, I’d like it to be that she could feel safe about her body’s natural processes. She seemed like the type of person who would probably get annoyed having to take three days off for it multiple times a year, plus recovery time. Even though we hadn’t allowed her to do very much, it was easy to tell she was a go-getter. She’d be right by our side for every chore, probably out with us for every hunt and hike, if she made her home here. Maybe she could put them off to once a year instead and we could all take a week off to treat her like a queen.

I wanted that future.

Maverick rode her and I settled comfortably at her side. Her hand smacked onto my chest, fingers digging in. Morgan’s whimpers were the most intoxicating thing I had ever heard.

I close my eyes, trying for some modicum of rest. It would be my turn to take over again soon enough and although I knew my best would get a little worse with each round, I had to bring my all to the table each time. She was counting on us, trusting us. I wasn’t going to take that for granted.

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