Page 115 of Knot All is Crystal
My kiss with Gage is still on my mind, and I want to take it further. Fuck, I want to take everything further with everyone. It’s been too long since I was between the thighs of my Omega.
Crystal shifts with a little whine. “Alpha, your pheromones…” When I look at her, her pupils are blown as she stares at me. We’re in such a tight space she can’t avoid my scent, and it must’ve spiked when my thoughts traveled south.
I drop her feet and crawl over top of her. “What about them, Omega? Did they make you needy?” She nods wordlessly, squirming in Emmanuel’s lap. His face looks pained, like Crystal’s arousal physically hurts him.
“Gage,” I purr, “come here.” He audibly gulps and shuffles beside me, curiosity making his eyes sparkle. I grab his chin and press my lips against his, relishing in the feel of his facial hair as it rasps across my face with the movement of our mouths.
Crystal moans as she watches us, and while I had hoped to hype her up a little with the kiss, I also really wanted to taste Gage again. He kisses differently than the women I’ve been with. While he’s still tentative, almost submissive, there is still strength in the way his lips press against mine.
“Alpha,” Crystal pants beside us.
“I’ve got you, Omega,” Manny says softly. I break away from Gage to watch Manny peel Crystal’s oversized tee from her body. When he reaches out to grab her tits, he recoils a bit, eyes wide. “You’re burning up!” He swings his gaze to me. “Why didn’t you tell us she was on fire?”
“Her feet just felt like feet!” I insist. “You’re the one who had her lying in your lap! How could you not notice she was hot?”
“She had her clothes on, and so do I! I just thought her AC must suck!”
“Guys!” Gage interrupts. “It doesn’t matter who noticed it first. Why is she on fire?”
She whines, reaching out for Gage. He takes her hands and willingly falls to the floor of the nest with her. “Heat spike,” she groans, rubbing right below her belly button.
“Isn’t it too early?” he asks as he rubs her stomach right along with her. “It’s only been a few weeks since I did your tattoo.”
“I have to imagine this is partially caused by the blighted bond,” Manny suggests. “Her body is probably trying to cement it. Or erase it.”
She looses the cutest little Omega growl. It may as well be a purr, but it still stops our conversation. “It doesn’t matter why or how. I ache. Fix it.”
My eyebrows shoot into my hairline. “Ooh, commands, I like it.” I crawl over to her, caging her body in my own as Gage strokes the back of her hand. “Give me more, Omega. Tell me what you want.”
She wraps one of her legs around my hips and pulls me down on top of her as she crashes her lips into mine. Manny was right. She is on fire. But I can’t lie and say I dislike how much she needs us right now.
It’s a heady feeling, knowing she craves me as much as I crave her.
I pull away from her lips and press against Gage before whispering, “Take care of our Omega, Gage,” against his lips.
Tentatively, his freckled hand slips under the front of her underwear as I capture her lips again. She writhes beneath me, reacting to the gentlest of touches from her Beta.
“Are you sure, Crystal?” he whispers. “We haven’t…” his voice trails off.
“You haven’t been with her yet?” Manny says from the other side.
“No.” Gage’s voice is tight, his hand still buried in her panties. I can’t see what he’s up to in there, but I have suspicions based on the way Crystal spasms beneath me. “I don’t know if she wants me like that.”
“Are you joking?” she snaps, startling me. When I look at her, she’s glaring at Gage, whose fingers have stilled, and her eyes are surprisingly clear. “How much more obvious do I need to be with you, Gage? I want you. Now. Are you going to make me come or what?”
Manny chuckles beside me as I pin Gage with a look. “Well, Gage? Gonna take care of her, or do you want me to show you how it’s done?”
He snarls, shoving me away from our Omega. He takes my place, fusing his lips with hers. She moans into his lips as he drops his hips and grinds against her, and holy fucking shit. I thought my cock was hard before, but now it’s almost uncomfortable as I watch them move against one another. His hand is back in her panties, and watching the way his fingers move under the thin fabric is so indecent that it feels like I need to close my blinds and open up a private browser tab.
“I need your cock, Gage,” she pants against his mouth. “Please, please, please,” she begs. “I need you.”
“I don’t have a knot,” he reminds her.
“Do I look like I fucking care?” she snarls.
Oh, heat with Crystal is going to be fun if this is a preview.
Manny pulls Crystal into his lap, throwing her legs over his thighs and spreading them wide. Her panties are nearly translucent with slick, and they stretch tightly against her swollen cunt.
