Page 146 of Knot All is Crystal
My mouth falls open.
He steps forward, legs on either side of my bent knees, and tentatively places his cock right on my lips.
I know this is the first time with a guy for both of us, and while Maverick has definitely received blow jobs before, he knows I haven’t given one and is moving slowly, so I have time to protest if I need to.
But when I dart my tongue out to taste the tip, where their pleasures mix, I know I will never, ever protest this.
I lick down the shaft and then reach forward, gently touching Maverick’s hip and encouraging him to push further into my mouth as I use my other hand to grab his base. He groans loudly, and the satisfaction I get knowing I made that sound come out of him will make me smug for a week.
Crystal’s hand is still pumping my cock, but I can see out of the corner of my eye she’s using her other to rub circles on her clit as she watches us. Her cheeks are red, and her chest is blotchy.
She’s falling further into a haze. It won’t be long before she needs all her Alphas to satisfy her.
I give Maverick a soft suck, then circle my tongue around him before I pull off of his dick. “I think our Omega needs us,” I say, my hand still pumping his cock at the pace she strokes mine.
“Yes, yes,” she groans, spreading her legs wide. “Need you. Need you both.”
“Both?” I ask, looking between the two of them. “How?”
Maverick’s eyes light up, and he pushes me backward until I fall against some of Crystal’s fluffy black pillows. “Oh, I’ll show you how, my beautiful Gagey boy,” he coos. I blush at the endearment that I probably shouldn’t love as much as I do. “Ride his dick, Omega.”
She obeys instantly, throwing one leg over me and sliding down on me with no resistance. She’s gushing slick, and it makes indecent noises as I thrust up into her. Maverick appears over her shoulder, putting a hand in the middle of her back and pushing her down.
“Lie on his chest, Omega. Be still,” he purrs.
This is a different Maverick than the dizzying, goofy one we see on a daily basis.
This is Alpha Maverick, and it’d be impossible not to obey him.
I wrap my arms around Crystal’s waist and hold her against me. “What do you want me to do?” I ask him as I feel his knees pressing against my legs.
“Nothing at all,” he remarks before the indescribable feeling of his hard length brushing against mine overwhelms me. “Okay, Omega, big stretch now,” he moans into her ear as he pushes into her pussy right on top of me. I can feel his length rub against mine in a delicious, toe-curling sensation that is only made better by the way Crystal clenches around both of us.
The sound that comes out of her isn’t quite a scream, but it’s close, and her eyes squeeze shut as her head falls back. She’s breathing hard, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she pants through the sensations. “So full,” she moans. “So full. So good.”
She’s lost in a swirl of pleasure.
I’m not doing any better. I’m groaning and moaning every time Maverick’s cock slides out and then back in. I’m completely still. I can’t even begin to make my brain work well enough to coordinate movements with my Alpha.
“I love it when you make that sound,” he says, and it takes me a moment to realize he’s talking to me.
“What sound?”
“That whimper. Like you’re going to fall apart. Like you’re desperate for us.”
I want to scream at him that I am going to fall apart.
I am desperate.
But I don’t need to.
He’s clocked me. That glint in his eyes tells me he already knows, and he was giving me plausible deniability.
“Knot,” Crystal cries out, fingernails digging into my chest. “Need your knot, Alpha.”
Maverick groans, his thrusts picking up speed. My fingers dig into Crystal’s hips as I try to ground myself through the overwhelming onslaught of pleasure.
“If you’re still in there when I come, you’ll be stuck,” Maverick pants. “Do you want that?”
