Page 155 of Cost of Courting

I get the giggles, which just drives Kingston into even harder and faster thrusts.

“Don’t you listen to him, crazy girl. Your pussy is singing my song right now.”

He thrusts hard and grinds, then drags his cock out.

“Like this, ready?”

I moan and clutch at him, trying to pull him closer, but he’s too busy doing-

OH.

He does that weird stroke again, and I’m sent into a sudden and violent orgasm. I shudder and sob as he continues pounding into me.

“See, my name.”

I don’t even listen. My fingers claw, and I pant as the pleasure explodes out of me. I get so wet I can hear the sounds of my slick and his cock. I can smell us, all of our potent perfumes, mixing in a perfect harmony.

“And for my next trick, now to make my omega sing.”

Kingston slams into me, over and over, and then even harder. His knot pushes in, and I sing.

I scream.

His name.

Mael strokes up frommy groin, up and over my breasts and back down. I blink and find that I’m lying on my back, on his chest, my legs on either side of his, grinding restlessly on his cock.

I cover his hands with mine and raise them to my breasts and squeeze. He obediently squeezes my breasts before tweaking my nipples and rolling them between his finger and thumb.

“How do you feel?”

“I feel good, like I need you,” I murmur. The room smells like sex, like us.

The blue light is dancing on the ceiling. I’m in my nest. Safe.

I glance around and find Kingston with Bailey pinned to the wall. They’re in this make-out session that has me hypnotised for a moment, but then I remember Mael and Edric.

I turn my head the other way and find Edric on the bed beside us, lying on his side.

He looks so still and content.

The heat is growing, and I suddenly shift so I’m squeezed into the space between them.

My pussy aches, clenching and needing more. This heated need rises up. It’s like being thirsty, as soon as you think you’re thirsty it becomes unbearable. I rock restlessly, running my hands over my body, pressing my fingers down into my pussy.

I throw my head back. Just the idea of what I’m going to ask for has me losing my mind.

“I need knots.”

“Knots?” Edric asks.

“Yes, two. Can you give me it, make it stop? Give me some relief?” I sob, clawing at them. “Please, Alpha, I need it. I need your knots.”

My exhaustion is dragging at me, but the heat won’t let me stop. Mael lifts my leg while Edric ducks his head and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.

I arch and let out a shrill whine when fingers slip between my asscheeks and rub my ring. I thrust back against him, over and over, and Mael eventually slips a digit in.

I’m losing my mind, clinging to Edric, who is nipping and chewing on my nipples, and Mael, who fucks my ass with his fingers.

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