Page 30 of Knot Enough
In.
Out.
I could do nothing but keep track of Kane stretching me open while Oak rammed my ass like he wanted to tunnel deep and never leave.
“Fuck, I’ve got the best view,” he groaned as his thrusts picked up. I could feel his thighs shaking as he tensed.
“Oh, I’m going to come in your ass,” Oak groaned as his chest pressed against my back.
“That’s right. Come in her while I fill yours,” Rath demanded, and I came, but it was different. It was backthere.
“Oh, fuck!” Oak jerked behind me. His cock hardened as he came. I writhed on Kane’s knot and came again.
“Good boy. Take it,” Rath roared as he chased his orgasm.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Oak panted.
Axel grunted and stilled as he emptied down my throat. I was a blubbering mess as I swallowed. I needed every drop. When I’d sucked him dry, Kane brought my head down and kissed me. His lips speared into my mouth, claiming some of Axel’s come for himself as he drove into me.
When we broke apart, I shook my head.
“Yes, baby. You want more, don’t you?” Kane asked as he made me bounce on his knot. I didn’t know what I wanted anymore. I tried to say yes, but only managed a choking sound.
“You’re going to come one more time, for me, and then I’ll come for you,” he promised.
“Oh, shit. She feels so good,” Oak moaned. His thrusts became jerky as he came again. I clenched around him, and Rath roared from behind.
Kane held my hips still and fucked me hard. He pulled his knot in and out of me. Hard and fast until I was begging, pleading, crying. I made unrecognizable sounds as his knot stayed in, expanded further, locking me in, and pulsed. Fireworks went off as I did the unthinkable: I came. Then rope after rope of come jetted from his cock and filled me. His knotlocked me in, refusing to let any of it escape. I fell forward onto his chest, and he jerked as he came. My eyes rolled into the back of my head.
SIXTEEN
I rubbed my cheek against the silky skin, and shockwaves of agony traveled down my neck. Oh fuck, everything hurt. I squeezed my eyes shut, groaning.
Pressing my nose into the soft skin, I caught my breath at the smell of amber undertones with hints of bergamot. A shiver coasted down my spine, and the chest vibrated with a rumbling purr, prompting my eyes to pop wide open.
Kane stared at me, gaze half-lidded. I gasped and rolled off him—or tried to. His palm engulfed my head and kept me in place. His commanding touch transported me to the events of the last few nights.
What happened to me? I’d been maddened by them, all because of my heat . . . because I was an Omega. Brand fucking new information. Why hadn't I had my heat before? Why hadn’t I presented? Was it the Alphas’ presence that incited it all?
My heart drummed against my ribcage, each pound driving in my fucking confusion. I yanked my ankle out of a tight grip and curled my legs to my chest. Soreness radiated up my calf, to my thigh, and to my pussy.
I hissed a breath out between clenched teeth.
Rath shot off the bed, his shoulders heaving as he surveyed the bed. First, he looked at Axel sprawled at the end with his legs hanging off, to Kane, and then settled on me.
“What the fuck was that?”
Ditto.
I sank my teeth into my lip and extricated myself from Kane’s vice. Rath’s suspicious gaze on me didn’t feel good. I lifted my arms across my chest and looked away, scowling. A stickiness coated my skin, and I wiggled down to the end of the bed.
Axel’s outstretched arms jostled with my wiggle downward. He didn’t move, his wide, muscled back flexing with each of his breaths.
I climbed to my feet and inched over to grip the shirt draped on the mattress. I yanked the cotton a few times to get it out from under Axel’s body. He roused with a groan and rubbed his light-colored hair.
A sudden snore echoed. Who the fuck . . . I padded around the mattress. Oak lay on his back, cock out, and a corner of the blanket kissing his thigh.
“I asked you. What. Was. That?” Rath spat.
