Page 23 of Knot Enough

“Can you be a good little omega and keep quiet for us while we play?” He growled in my ear. I shivered at the lust that filled his voice, but I somehow managed to nod. Finn purred at my response, moving his nose to drag along the edge of my neck and kissing a trail back up it. I was going to go crazy if they didn’t fuck me soon. Like an answered prayer, Sorren started moving his hands back down my chest. It was a slow, agonizing motion. The movement barely kept me on edge and, at the same time, continued lighting a fire in me. I tried not to moan, but my voice came out against Finn’s hand.

“Make another noise like that, and we’re stopping,” Finn said, nipping at a particularly sensitive spot. I wanted to whine in annoyance, but instead, I did as I was told.

Sorren started unbuckling the belt holding my pants in place. He took his time and dragged his fingers along the edge of the belt. He stared down with anticipation. I grunted my displeasure at him stopping. Sorren looked back up at me and chuckled before undoing my pants. Finn removed his hand from my mouth and started his own exploration of my body.

“Remember, no noise.” He muttered against my skin before biting lightly. One of my hands moved to my mouth, covering it. The last thing I wanted or needed was for them to stop. My other hand gripped Sorren’s shirt, keeping him in place. He caressed my thighs lightly. The touch of his hands makes me feel wanted and desired, and even more needy. He was slow and methodical in his approach to my underwear. He touched the hem of my waistband lightly, taking in the edge that touched my skin. I tried desperately to buck againstSorren’s hand when it came down over my erection, but Finn's grip was ironclad against my waist.

Sorren hummed in pleasure as he gripped the edges of my underwear and slowly pulled them off. The fabric came down to my feet, leaving me bare to the world. Sorren moved his head back to my neck, nibbling, kissing, and licking a trail up and down the length of it. I gasped at the feeling of his hand against my member. He made feather-light touches along my length. His touch left me on the cusp of overflowing, but he never let me go over the edge. Finn’s exploring hand had moved down my back and slowly trailed to my ass. I almost moaned when he finally reached his destination. His movements stopped suddenly.

“You're going to be good for us, aren’t you?” Finn asked, drawing circles around my hole. I nodded aggressively. Nothing could be more okay than this. Sorren’s hands cupped my length, distracting me from Finn gathering up my slick and using it as a lube for his finger. I couldn’t stop the moan that came from my vocal cords as Finn entered my body and Sorren pumped my length once. I was so close. I could practically see stars. The moment the sound left my body, Finn and Sorren stopped. The pause was seconds long. I grew frustrated at them for denying me my orgasm that I desperately needed. I growled and nibbled hard on Sorren’s shoulder, begging him to move.

“An aggressive little thing, isn’t he, Finn?” Sorren mused while I still had a hold on his shoulder.

“Careful, he might bite a chunk out of you if you keep denying him.” Finn chuckled as he started moving his finger in and out again. I grinded my teeth at the motion of his fingers. Sorren resumed his assault on my length, bringing me closer to the edge with every pump. It felt like several long hours passed as Sorren repeatedly brought me to the edge, only to slow down again. I was practically sobbing in my need. Finn had started scissoring his fingers inside of me. Needing to ground myself I returned to nibbling and biting Sorren’s neck. I’m sure, by this point, he was covered in red marks and hickeys.

“Tell me if it’s too much,” Finn said quickly before I felt a new touch at my back. This time, Finn didn't penetrate me with his fingers. He had three fingers in me at one point, but his length was still larger than that. I bit down harder on Sorren as Finn slowly entered my body. I wanted to shout at him for being slow and tell him to hurry up. Sorren had slowed down his own thrusts to match Finns. Their touches made me harder than I’ve ever been before and needier.

“Hurry up!” I grunted out against Sorren’s skin. I heard Finn chuckle before slamming the remainder of his length into me. The feeling pulled a moan from my throat. Sorren and Finn were too far gone to punish me for the noise again. They ramped up the pace of their thrusts. I knew I wasn’t going to last long at this rate. Between Finn’s punishing thrusts that left me weak in theknees and Sorren’s firm grip on me, I was almost there. Finn had joined in moaning and grunting as he chased his own relief. Every touch, movement, and caress felt powerful. With one final groan, I finally pushed over the edge. I leaned my head against Sorren’s shoulder as I let my orgasm run its course through my body. Finn followed after me and came inside me. The world felt like it had stopped, and stars littered my gaze. We stood there for several minutes, catching our breaths and basking in the aftermath.

“Let’s get you home so we can clean you up and get you to bed.” Sorren declared, brushing a wet strand of hair from my face. I nodded, not having the energy to say anything else. They stood in front of me while they waited for me to redress myself. I was guided back to the car, each with their hand in mine. Sorren moved me to the middle of the back seat and sat with me while Finn drove. He made sure my seatbelt was on and then his. He pulled off his jacket and covered me with it as he pulled me closer. His fingers traced circles around my shoulders as he feathered me with light kisses on my head. I was half asleep by the time we got to the house. They guided me to the shower in Finn’s room, and we bathed together. They took turns washing and scrubbing me clean. After showering, I was covered in a fluffy robe and guided back to the nest. My heart warmed when I saw Lydia and Graham cuddling there already. I was going to get him back for denying me, but right now, I just wanted to enjoy the presence of my two other alphas. We were quiet as we entered the nest and got comfortable. Finn and Sorren laid on either side of me, continuing gentle caresses on my body.

“That was great,” I muttered. Finn nuzzled the back of my neck while Sorren smiled warmly.

“We can always go for round two later,” Sorren whispered against my lips as he kissed me.

“You promise?” I asked in a hushed whisper. Sorren chuckled softly before pulling against him.

“Promise.” He agreed. I closed my eyes and basked in this moment of happiness.

Chapter 12

Finn

I woke up hard. My dreams were plagued by the night Sorren and I took Gabriel. His scent, the little noises he’d make, the way he would cling to us. It was all intoxicating. Sorren and I hadn’t planned on taking Gabriel in a dark alleyway, but the tension throughout the game and Gabriel’s blatant challenge brought us to a near rut. Since I couldn’t sleep with this hard on I decided to make an early run to my shop to work on a few cars. Graham and Sorren could put their careers on hold, but my job still needed me to be around. I managed to fix two cars and have them ready for pick up before heading back home and showering. My body had thankfully calmed down by then. That was until I entered the nest again and the combination of all our blended scents hit me in the nose. It didn’t help that I was now spooning this tantalizing omega. I could see the lines from where his smile wrinkles his face. He had these adorable dimples you could only see if he smiled with his full mouth. He was a beautiful man and Lydia was just fascinating.

My eyes remained closed, wanting to enjoy this peaceful moment before everyone decided to wake up and start their day. I was content to continue breathing in Gabriel’s scent when I heard movement from the other side of the nest. Graham didn’t have work for once, so I knew he wouldn’t get up anytime soon. That man could compete with the dead. I heard a small yawn and stretching. The voice gave away that it was Lydia. I opened my eyes a fraction to watch her untangle from the limbs around her and move out of the nest. I watched her walk softly to the bathroom and close the door. The shower started, and after several minutes, she returned with new pajamas on and wet hair. I grunted as I pulled myself up into a sitting position. Lydia jumped slightly at my movement.

“You're up.” She said.

“Yep,” I replied, leaving the nest to stand before her. “Let me dry your hair.” I offered, taking a lock in my hands and squeezing it. “It’s still soaking wet.” She looked at me for a moment before nodding. She went back into the bathroom and returned with a comb and a hair dryer.

“Let’s go in my room so we don’t wake the others.” She nodded again and followed after me. I sat her on my bed and plugged the dryer into an outletnearby. We should have probably done this in the bathroom, but I wanted an excuse to have her scent on my bed and in my room. Lydia moved the towel off her head to reveal her bundle of hair.

I started the dryer and stroked my fingers through her hair to help prevent it from tangling. I noticed as I repeated the action that Lydia’s scent got sweeter. It was similar to how an omega’s scent changed when aroused, but different. This sweetness told me she was happy or relaxed at my touch. I internally preened at the fact she liked what I was doing. Her reaction fed the hunger of an alpha wanting to take care of their omega.

Once her hair was dried to my satisfaction, I unplugged the hair dryer and set it down on my night table. Sitting back on the bed, I started brushing her hair. This was the first time I noticed how long, dark, and silky it was. I could tell from touching the strands that she took good care of it. Both of us remained quiet, enjoying the presence of each other. I finished her hair after several minutes. I went to get up to put away the brush and dryer when Lydia turned and touched my arm. Her fingers held my arm so lightly I could easily brush her off if I wanted to. I looked into her eyes to find two emotions warring with each other. Remaining silent, I waited for her to speak.

“Can I kiss you?” She whispered. Her voice was quiet and soft, like water droplets on a lake’s surface. I returned to my spot on the bed. I nodded, not wanting to break this moment with her. She moved around me, placing her legs on either side of mine. She faced me while sitting on my lap.

“This okay?” I asked, moving my hands to her waist. I didn’t want her to think she had to force herself to do something she didn’t want to. She looked up at me, her face reddening from embarrassment.

“I want to do this.” She said with soft determination. I nodded again. I remained still as I waited for her to make the first move. She glanced from my lips to my eyes and back down.

“Can you close your eyes?” She asked, embarrassed. “And keep your hands on my hips.” She continued. In response, I closed my eyes and tightened my grip on her waist. At first, I felt just a light touch on my lips. My hands clenched at the sensation. She moved a second time, this time with more confidence and purpose. She licked along my lower lip, asking for entrance. I groaned against her mouth as I opened my lips to let her in. Our tongues played together in a passionate dance. She moaned against me, and her scent thickened as it filled the room. My hands twitched with the urge to run across her body, but I focused my attention on our tongues. We continued this back and forth for god knows how long until she moved away.

We stared at each other as we caught our breath. I’m sure my face was just as red as hers. She pulled me with her to lay side by side on the bed. Her fingers traced a line along my cheek as we enjoyed each other just being here.

“Thank you.” She declared. Her voice was quiet and relaxed.

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