Page 64 of Forget me Knot
Words are lost to me now. My heat has dragged me so far under, I can’t even see the alphas around me properly.
I can feel the heat of Max’s body as he moves between my legs. His hands grip my thighs, spreading me even wider. I can hardly breathe, the anticipation is killing me.
“Fuck, Lily,” Max growls, his voice rough with need.
I feel the heavy weight of his cock pressing against me. Every nerve in my body is on fire. He pushes in slowly, stretching me inch by inch until he’s fully seated inside me. The sensation is too much; I gasp, clutching at the blankets beneath me. Jack and Sam grab my hands, anchoring me for their prime to claim.
“Good girl,” Max murmurs, his voice full of praise and raw desire. He thrusts slowly and steadily at first but quickly picks up speed.
Jack’s fingers find their way to my clit while Sam’s mouth claims mine in another searing kiss. They’re everywhere, touching me, worshipping me.
Max’s thrusts become more brutal, more desperate. I can feel him hitting that perfect spot inside me with every movement ashe presses down on my hips to keep me still. My pussy tightens around him, another orgasm building fast.
“Yes, fuck,” Max groans. His pace quickens, and I know he’s close. “You’re going to take my knot so well, beautiful omega. My omega. Fuck.”
“Please,” I whisper against Sam’s lips. “Need it…”
Max slams into me one last time before his knot begins to swell inside me. The sensation is indescribable; pleasure mixed with just the right amount of pain as he locks us together.
“Fuck! Yes!” he roars as we both come undone together. My body trembles, euphoric waves of pleasure crashing over me with relentless intensity. The knot inside me stretches me impossibly wide and fills me completely.
“Good girl,” Sam whispers into my ear, his voice filled with admiration. He strokes my cheek gently.
Jack’s fingers continue to play with my clit, drawing out every ounce of pleasure he can while my pussy spasms around Max’s knot. I purr loudly, unable to contain the pure ecstasy that consumes me.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” Max mutters as Jack pulls his fingers away so Max can cover my body with his. The possessiveness in his voice sends another thrill up my spine.
Max shifts slightly and pulls me closer to him. His knot keeps us connected as he begins peppering soft kisses along my neck and shoulder. “We’ll give you anything you need, Lily,” he murmurs. “We are yours.”
“Mine,” I croak as my eyes drift shut. I float away in the haze of my heat and Max’s knot, purring contentedly.
Chapter 32
Max
The room is filled with the scent of our mingled arousal - a heady mix of scents, sweat, slick, and satisfaction. Lily is purring softly, nestled in my arms. It’s a sound that makes my heart swell with pride and possessiveness. She’s ours now, truly ours. An omega I barely knew only hours ago is now mine. My mate. Our mate. It sounds so ridiculous, but fate doesn’t lie.
My knot still throbs inside her, keeping us locked together. There’s something about this moment that feels more intimate than any I’ve had before with other omegas. It’s not just the physical connection but something deeper - a bond that’s cemented by the heat of our bodies and the intensity of the passion with your chosen one.
Jack’s hand gently caresses her thigh, his eyes glazed with his own need. Sam leans over us, his fingers trailing delicate patterns over Lily’s skin, soothing and calming her as she drifts into a state of pure bliss.
“Lily,” I murmur, but there is no response. Her purring has subsided, and she is resting now. The worst of her heat will be sated for now with my knot inside her, but it will return with force soon. “Dammit.”
“What is it?” Jack frowns at me.
“I don’t want to mate with her?—”
“What?” he snaps, causing her to shuffle in her sleep. “You fucking cock?—”
“Shut the fuck up, would you and let me finish,” I hiss.
He clamps his mouth shut, still glowering at me.
“While she is in her heat, I don’t want to mate with her. I want her cognisant and fully aware of what she is doing.”
“You want her consent,” Jack murmurs.
“She already gave it,” Sam says, carefully.
