Page 84 of Forget me Knot
Jack reaches out, gently rubbing my arm as I try to regain control of my breath. His touch is soothing, and I slowly start to calm down.
I finally look up at him, seeing the worry in his eyes. The fear still gnaws at me, but I’m calmer now.
“We won’t let those bastards take you back,” he continues. “Mating with us will give you protection. They’ll have no claim over you if you’re bonded with us. It will be more trouble for them than they probably want to bring to their door.”
“I don’t want any of you to feel forced into doing this.”
“Oh, Lily. We aren’t. This was the plan, wasn’t it? You said so yourself, and we all agreed before those arseholes showed up here. We were waiting for Sam, remember, or it would already be done.”
My mind races as I think about what he’s saying. Yes, it was the plan, but now I just feel like they’re doing it to protect me, not because they really want to. My brain is fried from the terror of hearing them coming for me. If I’d been on my own, I’d be back with the Trials right now. I can’t think straight and it’s making me doubt everything.
“Don’t doubt us,” Jack says.
I hear the smile in his tone as he reads my thoughts with alarming accuracy like he always has.
It makes me peek up at him again. “I can’t help it.”
“Please don’t. I love you, Lily. I want to mate with you. It’s what I’ve always wanted. You are everything to me, please come out so we can make my dream come true.”
His sassy grin makes me giggle.
“That’s better,” he says.
Jack’s hand reaches out under the bed, palm up, waiting for mine. “Now come on. Let’s take this one step at a time.”
Reluctantly, I reach out and grab his hand. Jack gives it a gentle squeeze before helping me crawl out from under the bed. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into a comforting hug.
“You’re safe now,” he murmurs.
As I lean into him, I hear footsteps approaching the room and tense up, staring at the doorway in panic. Max and Sam are hovering, Sam holding a cup of tea, which he offers to me with a gentle smile.
“Thought you might need this,” Sam says softly.
I accept the cup gratefully and take a sip. The warmth of the tea soothes my throat and helps calm my nerves further.
“Thank you,” I murmur, giving Sam a small smile in return.
Max steps forward, his usual confidence faltering just slightly as he reaches out to touch my arm. “Lily, we’ll protect you at any cost. We want to mate with you because you are ours in every sense of the word. But it will also protect you.”
I nod, tears welling up in my eyes, but feeling more hopeful than before. Their presence alone makes me feel stronger. “Okay,” I say huskily and hand the tea back to Sam. He places it down on the desk in the corner and whips his tee off, showing off his hard body with those abs that I want to drool all over.
“What? That’s it? No romantic dinner first?” I joke, nervously, my palms sweating.
He chuckles. “Nah, let’s get straight to the main event.”
Despite the laughter, I can see how worried they all are. But I also know they want this. They want to give me their mating bites, as much as I want to give them mine.
After stripping off, Jack lifts me onto the bed gently, laying me down as Sam and Max undress quickly. The look of raw desire in their eyes makes my pulse quicken. They surround me on the bed, each touching me with reverence.
Max leans down first, kissing me deeply while his hand caresses my hip. Jack works on removing my clothes bit by bitaround Max and his slow kisses. I soon start to relax as the atmosphere shifts into something more hedonistic. Jack throws my top and skirt onto the floor, followed by my bra and knickers. Max moves down to spread my legs wide as Sam kneels beside me. I take his engorged cock in my hand and stroke him. He lets out a longing groan and closes his eyes. Max dips his head between my thighs and sucks my clit into his mouth with a skill that makes my back arch and my breath hitch. His tongue dances over me, flicking and swirling in ways that make me delirious with pleasure.
Jack claims my mouth, his kisses urgent and demanding. I take his cock in my other hand, his hardness pressing against my palm.
I gasp as Max’s fingers thrust deep inside my pussy, sliding into me with an ease that makes me moan. Sam continues to groan as I work his length with determined strokes. “Fuck, Lily,” he mutters, “you’re perfect.”
Jack moves down to kiss my breasts, his lips warm and wet against my nipples. The combination of sensations is intoxicating and overwhelming in the best possible way. Every touch drives me closer to the edge, each of them pouring their affection into every caress.
Sam leans over me, and I take him into my mouth, tasting his salty pre-cum on my tongue.
