Page 77 of Knot your Princess
“Fuck, Sugar,” he pants, shoving his other hand into my hair, wrapping his fists around it to hold me in place so he can fuck my mouth.
“Hell, yes,” Atlas rasps, pounding away inside me, increasing his speed, ready for release.
Nico thrusts into my mouth while I lick and suck up and down its length. The vibrations cause shudders to run up Nico’s body, making him thrust even faster into my waiting mouth.
Atlas begins working his magic, hitting all the spots inside of me that drives me wild when he’s deep inside me.
I lay sprawled across the bed, the damp sheets sticking to my sweaty skin. Nico watches me with an intensity that makes my heart flutter, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded with desire. He withdraws his enormous cock from my mouth and leans in closer, brushing his lips against my neck before tracing a path down my collarbone and to my breasts. His mouth feels like heated velvet, and my body shudders beneath Atlas in anticipation.
Shifting slightly, letting my legs fall apart even wider to give Nico better access as his hand slid down my stomach and to my clit. His touch is electric, and I gasp as he presses his fingers against me. Arching my back, a moan escapes my lips as he expertly caresses me at the same time that Atlas pounds into me.
I soak his dick with slick, feeling my orgasm launch through me. Nico returns to my mouth, shoving cock in roughly and thrusting deeper until I’m practically deep-throating him. It pushes Atlas over the edge. With a low growl, he leans in and bites down on my neck while my mouth is still full of cock. He knots inside me with a small mewl which wraps itself around my heart and keeps it warm. Firing his cum deep inside me, he bites down harder, claiming me as his mate.
“Dirty girl,” Trent whispers, his low, dark tone thrilling me.
Nico withdraws, his log-fire scent filling my senses, and I cry out as Atlas clamps down harder next to the bite Cain gave me, drawing blood.
He releases me, panting roughly. I slide my hand into his hair and fall back to the bed, bringing him down on top of me. Wrapping my legs around him as he rocks our locked bodies back and forth, I lick him salaciously, knowing he will get a kick out of it, which he does, and then I close my mouth around his flesh, biting him harshly.
“Perfect,” Atlas murmurs when I release him.
He wraps his arms tightly around me. We lie in bliss for a few minutes, no one saying a word.
My neck hurts, my arm hurts. My pussy is tender, and my arse feels like it had a huge dick shoved up it recently. I’m supposed to be in my heat when the mating happens, but I’m not. The heat-induced fog isn’t dulling my senses. If anything, I think the pregnancy is making me feel it more. I’m more sensitive to every touch, to every breath, to all of their scents mingling with my own. Not that I’m not thoroughly enjoying myself in the moment. It’s just in the downtime, I feel everything with every cell in my being.
“Are you okay?” Atlas murmurs.
I nod, tears pricking my eyes, which sends off the alarm bells for all of the alphas in my nest.
“What is it? Am I hurting you?” Atlas asks, panicking because he is stuck inside me, and there’s nothing to be done about that.
“No!” I exclaim, suddenly in a fit of tears. “I’m happy but overly emotional and sore…and tired, but I don’t care. I want this. I need a minute to cry, and then I’ll be fine.”
“Uhm, okay,” he says, bracing himself over me, almost as if he is giving me space even though we are joined together.
He doesn’t get it. None of them do. I’m not even sure if I understand it myself, but within seconds, I’m okay again, the flood of feelings ebbing away on the tide of emotions.
Moments later, Atlas’s knot deflates, and he withdraws slowly. “Let’s run you a nice warm bath,” he murmurs. “Soak your bits.”
Nodding gratefully, I giggle. “Please.”
A few minutes later, I’m happy to sink into the hot bubble bath that the alphas ran for me up to my neck. The warm water laps at the bites, making them sting, but it also soothes them after the first few seconds. My eyes start to close, but I know that I can’t just fall asleep again. I still have an alpha to mate with. He is probably waiting impatiently for me to get a move on. Sitting up, I met his amused gaze and grab him, dragging him into the bath with me.
Slick, wet skin moves against mine as Nico lands with a splash, drenching the floor and making me laugh like an idiot before I straddle him. The muscles of my thighs tighten around his waist and press into his hips, chasing away any wet chill in the air. My fingertips tickle at his skin while I push my pelvis down onto his cock to take it deep inside me.
Nico groans as he feels the tight heat of my pussy slithered over his steel-hard erection. Pushing me against the edge of the tub, he grabs my backside and lifts me up so that I can squeeze every bit of him. Water sloshes out of the bath, drenching the floor, but no one mentions it.
Staring deep into his chocolate-brown eyes, I clasp my hands around the back of his neck.
Slowly, I move against him, riding him as every inch of his impressive cock fills me up. All I feel at that moment, is him and my own pleasure as it slowly builds. His breathing is heavy now, and his body trembles beneath me. I continue to move, pressing my lips to his neck and tasting the salt of his skin.
Finally, with one final thrust, he lets out a deep moan, and the warmth of his release fills my body. He knots me, his rut out in full force before he clamps his teeth on my neck, biting me gently with a low growl of pleasure. Releasing me slowly, he tilts his head so that I can nuzzle against the sensitive skin of his neck. I bite him quickly, rougher than he did to me, causing him to groan in delight. I let him go and lay my head against his chest, letting myself drift for a moment in the afterglow of our pleasure. I’m both lost and found - my passion is matched only by theirs. I close my eyes, smiling, knowing I have just experienced something truly remarkable.
“So, so beautiful,” Nico says quietly. “This is the perfect moment.”
I kiss him, pressing my lips to his softly before he takes over, sweeping his tongue into my mouth and claiming my body, heart, and soul with that one deep kiss.
He tightens his grip on my hips, lifting me from the bath with a single swift motion, his dick still inside me. Instinctively, I wrap my legs around him, my body responding to his commanding presence. He carries me in this way, effortlessly navigating the small room, never once losing his balance or dropping me, making me feel safe and loved in his strong arms, feeling as if I weigh nothing to him. For a brief moment, I feel as though I can fly.
