Page 24 of Knot Your Damsel

I slide the toy between my folds, slicking it up, which gets appreciative moans from both Caleb and Mathew. Then put it at Mathew’s entrance. “Can you take this in one go? Like I took Caleb’s cock?”

Mathew lets out a keening sound, pushing his ass towards me more, and I smile as I slowly put pressure on the toy, slipping it inside him carefully.

His body shakes as he takes it in, a sheen of sweat on his skin as a blush spreads over him.

“You good?” I run my hand over his back, enjoying watching him trying to take both the toy and Caleb’s cock as deeply as possible.

Then I reach around him and feel how his lower belly bulges slightly every time I push the toy in as deep as possible. Oh, that’s going to be real fun.

Mathew makes a sound around Caleb’s cock, his suction on Caleb increasing.

“Fuck him.” Caleb’s voice is rough and when I look up at him, I know he’s close to coming. “Let’s fill him up from both sides. Let’sbreedhim.”

I pull the toy out and push it in at the same rhythm as Caleb fucks his mouth, while letting Mathew rut in my hand. I watch the way both men barrel towards their release.

Mathew reaches it first and he pulls back from Caleb, his hand fast around his dick as I fuck him harder with the toy, until he’s nearly there and I squeeze the toy so it squirts out the liquid inside him, filling him up, making him come even harder.

He lets out a loud moan as he comes all over his chest, his hand still moving over his dick at a furious speed until nothing else comes out.

“Vera. Come here.” Caleb’s voice is short and his hand is moving over his cock in erratic motions.

I crawl over to him, putting my mouth around the head of his cock and suck, right in time to catch his release.

He slides his hand into my hair, holding on as he comes with a loud moan, rutting into my mouth, shooting right down my throat.

As he lets me go, I look around, feeling so satisfied and strangely happy.

This was so fucking hot.

10

Caleb

The room reeksof sex and pheromones and it’s the first time I get a clear hit of Mathew’s scent. After an orgasm, they tend to be the strongest and his are still fairly weak, but they’re clearer than they’ve been yet.

I like his slightly sharp floral scent of wisteria a lot. Very different from Vera’s warm honey scent. But when they mix, that’s a heady combination and I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to go for another round in no-time if I don’t clear my head first.

I carefully pull Vera up, putting her bathrobe around her shoulders. She looks so happy and her pheromones are all satisfaction and bliss. She’s one well-fucked and thoroughly adored Omega.

Then I eye Mathew and when he notices my dilemma, since he just wiped away his cum with his bathrobe, he reaches out to me and lets me pull him to his feet.

“I’ve got another one.” He walks over to one of the dressers on unsteady legs and pulls out another bathrobe, another exquisitely made one, wrapping it around him. Instantly turning him from a normal person into someone who looks like royalty.

“Let’s sit outside. It’s easier to talk when we’re not surrounded by pheromones.” I hobble onto the balcony and sit down on one of the large lounging chairs.

I clearly overdid it when holding Vera on my legs while fucking her and I feel the bandages soaking through with new blood.

“Are you okay? Did it open up again?” She sits down on the chair with me, her eyes going to my bandaged foot.

“I don’t think it’s too bad. It just hurts.” I tug on her arm and she slides next to me. Her head on my shoulder and her arm over my chest as she looks at Mathew, who pulls one of the normal chairs to my other side so he can look at both of us at the same time.

Then he sits down, his eyes fixed on us, but he’s trying to shield his emotions. “If you think you might need stitches, I’ll have someone come over to take a look, patch you up.” His voice is level, detached.

“Thanks.” I nod, feeling awkward at his intense gaze when he’s also seemingly trying to create distance between us. “Though, I don’t think it’s needed.”

Vera jabs me in my side, making me flinch, glaring at me. She’s giving me that ‘I know you’re trying to downplay the problem’ look.

“Fine.” I hold up the hand I don’t have wrapped around her. “We’ll take a look at it later and decide then.”

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