Page 63 of Forget me Knot
There is no denying my heat is moments away from sweeping me up in its path. My stomach is cramping slightly, and the need for a knot is clawing at me. My skin is flushed and sensitive. I strip off my clothes, tossing them aside, and crawl into the nest. Surrounded by the scents of my alphas, I feel safe, cherished, and incredibly aroused.
Taking a deep breath, I call out, my voice husky with desire and the need to succumb to my heat, “It’s ready. You can come in now.”
The door opens and Jack steps into the room first, followed by Sam and Max. They pause at the threshold, taking in the sight of me nestled among the blankets and pillows, their clothes scattered around me like treasures.
“Perfect,” Max whispers, his gaze darkening with desire as he takes in my naked form.
“Come here,” I say softly. My voice quivers with the raw need only they can fulfil.
Jack is the first to move, his eyes never leaving mine as he approaches. He kneels beside the nest, his fingers brushing my cheek gently. “You are gorgeous,” he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion.
Sam settles on my other side, his hand finding mine and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Are you sure about this?” he asks quietly.
I nod, unable to form words for a moment as a wave of longing crashes over me. “Yes... I need you.”
Max doesn’t hesitate any longer; he joins us, positioning himself at my feet. “We’ll take care of you, Lily.”
“Join me,” I purr and then everything goes hazy as the naked alphas surround me, their scent swirling around me, making me purr and moan like crazy.
Max is the first to touch me. He spreads my legs with a loud growl and ducks his head to latch onto my clit with an enthusiasm that has me screaming his name and clutching at the blankets. My vision blurs, and my back arches, pressing me further into the nest.
Jack’s hands are on my breasts, kneading and pinching my nipples until sparks of pleasure shoot straight to my core. “You’re so beautiful when you fall apart,” he murmurs, his hot breath against my ear, sending me into a state of undeniable lust.
Sam’s grip on my hand tightens before he turns it over to expose the sensitive flesh of my inner arm. His tongue laps at the bite scar on my wrist before he sucks gently and then moves on.
The combination of their touches and scents overwhelms me. I’m caught in a whirlwind of sensations.
“Please,” I gasp, the word torn from my lips as a particularly intense wave of pleasure crashes over me. “I need more.”
Max pulls his mouth away from my pussy just long enough to plunge two fingers inside me. The stretch is glorious, and I cry out, bucking against his hand as Jack’s mouth finds mine in a searing kiss.
Sam shifts closer, releasing my hand to brush his knuckles along my jawline. “We’ve got you,” he murmurs, his voice lowand soothing. He leans in to kiss the spot just below my ear before trailing his lips down the column of my neck.
I’m flying high on a cloud of pleasure, completely lost in the sensations they’re creating. My body writhes against their touch, desperate for more, desperate for everything they’re willing to give.
Max withdraws his fingers but then plunges all four of them inside me before curling his hand into a fist. I cry out as my pussy clamps down on his make-shift knot with a fierceness that has me gasping and him groaning with desire.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” he rasps. “I can’t wait for my knot to be inside you. Your pussy is perfect, peaches. Fuck, so tight, so sweet. Fuck.”
“Ah!” I cry out as my orgasm goes on, my walls tightening around Max’s fist even more.
I’m barely able to catch my breath when Max withdraws his fist, leaving me trembling and needy. He licks his lips, his gaze fixed on my slicked core, clearly satisfied with the chaos he’s caused as he moves away.
Jack takes the opportunity to slide down and nestles himself between my legs. His lips find my sensitive clit, sucking it into his mouth while his tongue flicks over it. I scream, feeling a new wave of pleasure build rapidly.
Sam brushes the hair from my face, his eyes dark with desire. “Ready for more?” he asks softly, though I can see the hunger in his eyes.
“Yes,” I pant, feeling another orgasm hovering just within reach. “Please.”
He moves away and his and Max’s large hands wrap around my ankles as they spread my legs wider, making room for Jack to bury his face deeper. The combined sensations are overwhelming. Sam’s lips ghost over mine before he capturesthem in a kiss so tender that it’s a stark contrast to the furious pleasure between my legs.
“I want you all inside me,” I whisper, my voice desperate and filled with need. “All of you. I need your knots.”
Jack pulls away just enough to speak, his voice rough and husky. “We’ll give you everything, Lily. Are you ready for Max? He needs you. Your alpha needs you to slick up his cock and claim his knot as yours. Can you do that, princess?”
“Yes,” I gasp as the dirty talk does it for me in a big way. I moan as I feel the slick pouring out of me and soaking the nest underneath me,
Max growls. It’s low and possessive. “Stay perfectly still, peaches,” he rumbles. “I want to do all the work, okay?”
