Page 97 of Knot Her Mountain Men

Kit dropped his lips to my shoulder. “Care to put it to the test?”

Our combined scents blossomed around us and I offered Kit a smile. “I could be persuaded.”

Bear’s cock tented beneath me and my declaration led to me being spread out in my new nest, a blanket scented by each of them covering my eyes.

A palm moved over my thigh to grab the curve of my waist, a thumb sliding against my clit, making me twitch before gliding through my already dripping slick.

I mewled, thighs parting further until a pair of fingers teased into me. I knew the rhythm, the specific pressure and brush of calluses. “Kit?”

He chuckled, leaning down to kiss my stomach. “Correct.”

Kit slid away, letting someone else take his place.

Excitement tumbled down the bond as hands swept over my skin. I laughed. “Bear is too easy with the bond.”

He nipped my thigh, making me squeak in surprise.

Fingers plunged right into my greedy cunt and I arched off the bed.

“Fuck.” I scrunched up my forehead, concentrating. Were they not going in any order? “Um, Kit again?”

“You’re right, little fox. I didn’t want you to start figuring it out through process of elimination.”

If they were going to be sneaky, I was going to have to focus even harder. I squirmed restlessly, waiting for the next alpha and knowing immediately who it was by the sweep of his hands. “Maverick.”

“Damn, she’s good at this.”

More hands teased me, fingers plunging into me until my brain sparked. “Still—fuck—still Maverick.”

Hot lips wrapped around my nipple the same moment a hand cupped between my thighs.

“Ryder,” I gasped out.

He laughed. “It’s kind of hot you can tell us apart like this. I didn’t know we were that distinct.”

I pulled the blanket away from my eyes with a whimper. “Is someone going to fuck me or are we just playing?”

“We’ll fuck you day or night,” Ryder promised. “Just say the word.”

“Pretty sure I already did, and no one is doing anything about it.”

He pulled my hips closer, my pussy voraciously consuming every inch he offered, until I was breathless and arched off the bed. “Is that more to your liking, firecracker?”

I nodded frantically, rocking my hips to encourage him.

Bear laced his fingers through mine and drew them overhead, pressing them against the bedding. Kit and Maverick wrapped their arms around my waist, mouths descending in tandem to tease my skin.

Instinct took over. I locked my ankles behind Ryder’s back and tipped my head, demanding Bear do something to remedy my mouth being empty. Kit and Maverick took over the gentle restraint at my wrists. Bear cradled my head, cedar and woodsmoke filling my senses as his cock glided over my tongue. Maverick played with my clit, sending me over the edge in a spiral of desire.

I shivered between my alphas. Bear fucked my throat far more gently than I expected. Ryder, on the other hand, rode me like a man possessed, sending an eruption of sensation coursing through my body each time his hips met mine.

Thoughts winked out slowly. I turned into a vessel for pleasure—theirs and mine—taking everything they chose to give and letting them draw their own as they pleased.

By the time Bear spilled over my tongue, I wasn’t sure what direction was up or down anymore. I was overwhelmed and cocooned, driven relentlessly to the peak on repeat until I could barely breathe. Ryder’s knot filled me up, sending me on one final spiral before they all grew still.

Maverick ran his nose along my jaw, planting a kiss below my ear. “I’d say your new nest is officially christened.”

I let out a broken laugh, half-delirious and drunk off the pleasure they poured onto me. “I’ll fucking say.”

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