Page 67 of Forget me Knot
“Get through this, Lily, and next time, we will give you two. We won’t let you suffer, baby girl. Okay? We’ve got you.”
My knot remains firmly inside her as the minutes tick by. The worst is over for now and Lily is finally able to rest a bit easier. Her breathing evens out, and her face relaxes a fraction.
“Thank you,” she croaks.
“No, princess. Don’t thank us. We aren’t doing enough for you.”
“You are,” she insists, but it’s weak, and for just a second, I feel inadequate to be with her. But I shake it off, knowing that attitude won’t help her.
My knot is still ballooned inside her, but I need to move so Sam can give her what he’s got. “Hold still, Lily, this is going to hurt a bit, but then Sam can take over,” I murmur.
Bracing myself, I pull back, inching my knot out of her pussy as she screams both in pain and protest.
As soon as I slip free, Sam takes no time to ease her suffering. He positions himself between her legs and slides in with an urgency that reflects our shared desperation to relieve her. Lily’s cries soften into moans of gratitude as Sam’s cock fills her, providing the pressure and stretch she craves.
Max leans over, kissing her softly on the lips, his hand soothingly running down her side. “We’ve got you, Lily. Always,” he murmurs.
Sam groans deep in his chest, his strokes quickening. Lily clings to him, her nails raking down his back as she rides the wave of pleasure mixed with pain.
“Max, move in behind her, She needs you both now,” I whisper.
He glances at Sam, who nods and wraps his arms around Lily’s waist. He rolls them over, so she is on top of him, a limp rag doll, as he pounds into her. Her head lolls back, but Max is there to rest it on his shoulder as he grips his cock.
“I need more,” Lily gasps. “Please.”
“Good girl,” Max murmurs as he guides his cock into her alongside Sam’s. “You’re doing so well.”
She cries out as the two cocks fill up completely, but it’s giving her what she needs. Her body tightens up as her heat pulls back slightly.
I lean in to capture her lips in a kiss as she lets out a high-pitched moan, shuddering with relief. Max’s hands are steady on her hips, guiding her movements as she’s overwhelmed by the sensation of both of them inside her.
“Fuck,” Sam groans, his jaw clenched, sweat trickling down his temples. “Lily, you’re so fucking tight.”
Lily’s body arches, pressing her pussy onto their cocks as she cries out again. Her heat subsides slowly but surely, the desperate edge easing away as she finds satisfaction in our shared efforts.
Max leans forward to kiss the back of her neck, whispering words of praise and love that make her tremble even more. Sam’s grip on her tightens as he pushes himself deeper, their movements synchronised and urgent.
“You’re almost there, Lily,” I murmur from beside them, stroking her hair gently. “You’re doing so well.”
Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine, filled with gratitude and raw need. “Jack,” she breathes.
“I’m here, princess,” I assure her, squeezing her hand tightly. The sight of her so vulnerable yet so strong stirs something fierce inside me.
Max and Sam ram into her together, their cocks working to bring Lily the ultimate relief she craves. Dropping my hand to her clit, I pinch and tug until her moans grow louder, more desperate. Her orgasm hits her, and it travels through me like electric currents, charging the air with a mixture of lust and love.
“Give it to her,” I rasp, my voice rough with emotion. “Make her feel every inch of your big, fat cocks.”
She gasps at my words, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.
Max grunts, his hands gripping Lily’s hips tighter as he thrusts deeper. “We’ve got this, Lily,” he murmurs against her ear.
“Almost there,” Sam pants, his muscles straining.
Lily’s body quakes as she hits her peak. The intensity of it washes over all of us, binding us closer together in this moment of pure connection. Sam grunts and shoots his load into her, his knot inflating inside her, pressing against Max’s cock. Max growls, low, fierce and then rams into her one last time before he knots her.
“Fuck,” she whimpers. “That’s it. That’s what I need.”
The relief in her voice hits me hard, and I cup the back of her neck, brushing my lips over hers. “I love you, Lily. I will always do right by you.”
