Page 169 of Knot Unwanted: Part Two

Neither Finn nor I think to disobey. We separate long enough to crawl into the massive nest. I collapse against the pillows,while Finn kneels beside me, both of us watching our alphas hungrily.

“They’re so beautiful like this,” Ren says.

My legs fall open at his praise and Finn’s hand immediately slides between them. A keening sound comes from my throat.

“Yes. Please. More…” I begin, but the words dissolve into a moan as a wave of heat rises within me. My back arches involuntarily. “I?—”

“What do you need, little omega?” Jax asks, moving closer. His cock jerks against his boxers. “Tell us.”

“Everything,” Finn answers, his voice breaking. “Everyone. Please.”

The desperate plea shatters their restraint. The first touch of alpha skin against my overheated body draws a cry from my throat.

Jax reaches me first, his large hands framing my face as he claims my mouth roughly. I surrender completely, opening for him as his tongue explores. Beside me, Finn makes a broken sound as Stone manhandles him into position, covering Finn’s smaller form.

Ren circles the nest before settling behind me, his hands sliding beneath my sleep shirt to my sweat-slicked skin. When his fingers find my nipples, I break away from Jax’s kiss with a desperate gasp.

“You’re wearing too much,” Jax growls, tugging at my damp shirt. “Off. Now.”

The alphas strip me and Finn quickly, leaving us naked and trembling in the center of the nest.

“On your knees,” Jax commands.

The command bypasses conscious thought. Finn and I move in tandem, getting on hands and knees, backs arched to display the slick trailing down our inner thighs.

A collective growl rises from the alphas. I feel my internal muscles clench in response, more slick escaping.

Jax catches some with his finger and licks it clean slowly.

“Mine first,” he says, his hand resting possessively on my back.

“Agreed,” Stone responds, his larger hands settling on Finn’s hips. “Ren?”

“I’ll start with our little troublemaker,” Ren decides, moving to kneel before Finn. “Since he’s been projecting omega need throughout the house, driving me crazy since dawn.”

Finn makes a sound that might be protest or agreement, words already beyond his capacity. I’m not doing much better, coherent thought dissolving beneath the overwhelming need to be filled.

The first touch between my thighs draws a broken cry from my lips—Jax’s fingers tracing through abundant slick before pushing into me with deliberate slowness. Even this penetration sends sparks of relief through my system, my body greedily clenching around his fingers.

“So wet,” he murmurs, adding a second finger alongside the first. “So ready for me.”

Beside me, Finn’s desperate sounds suggest similar treatment from Stone, while Ren kneels in front of him. I try to turn my head to see, but Jax’s free hand tangles in my hair, tilting my head backward.

“Eyes on me, omega,” he commands, curling his fingers inside me. The movement hits something exquisite, drawing a deep moan from me. “That’s it. Let me hear you.”

He establishes a rhythm with his fingers, fucking into me while his thumb finds my swollen clit. The dual stimulation builds pressure rapidly, my first orgasm already gathering force.

“Please,” I manage, barely recognizable through my ragged breathing. “Need…more.”

“What do you need?” Jax prompts, his fingers stilling inside me. “I want to hear you say it.”

“You,” I gasp, pushing back against his hand. “Your knot. Please, alpha.”

The plea satisfies something primal in him. “Soon,” he promises, voice a growl. “After you come for me like this.”

His fingers resume their relentless rhythm, joined now by more focused attention to my clit. The pressure builds again, faster this time. My vision blurs, muscles tensing as I approach my peak.

“Now, omega,” Jax commands, pressing deep and curling his fingers.

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