Page 126 of Down Knot Out
“That’s it.” One hand cradles the back of my head. “Take me deeper.”
I suck around him, tonguing the underside of his shaft as he slides deeper. His fingers tangle in my hair, not forcing but guiding, setting a pace that lets me breathe between strokes.
While my mouth works on Holden, Dominic’s hands slide over my thighs, spreading them apart.His fingers trace my entrance, gathering slick before thrusting inside, preparing me for what’s to come. The dual stimulation makes me moan around Holden’s cock.
“Enough.” Holden withdraws from my mouth with visible reluctance. “I need to claim.”
He moves down my body, settling between my thighs where Dominic’s fingers have left me wet and ready. His cock nudges my entrance, the pressure a sweet ache after so much preparation.
“Alpha.” I tilt my hips to take him.
He pushes inside with steady pressure, filling me before pausing to let me adjust. His mouth hovers over mine, our gasps filling each other’s lungs.
His hips start to move, setting a rhythm that’s neither as measured as Nathaniel’s nor as frantic as Dominic’s. Each thrust is designed to hit exactly where I need it most. His hands cradle my face, thumbs wiping away tears I hadn’t realized were falling.
“You’re so beautiful.” His eyes never leave mine. “So perfect for us.”
The praise washes over me, warming me from the inside out. My hands roam his back, his muscles rippling beneath smooth skin as he moves within me.
His knot swells faster than the others, catching at my entrance with each thrust. The stretch burns in the best way, my body eager to take all of him, to complete our circle.
“Please,” I beg, tilting my head back. “Mark me, Alpha. Make me yours.”
Holden’s control breaks at my words. His hips slam forward one final time, knot pushing past resistance to lock inside me. His teeth find my throat, biting down opposite Dominic’s Mark with enough force to break skin but not enough to hurt.
The fourth bond blooms inside me, different from the others yet harmonizing, flooding me with a sense of nurturing warmth. His presence fills the spaces between the others, binding us all together in perfect balance.
As his cock pulses inside me, filling me with his seed, the bonds resonate with one another, a symphony of connections that transcends physical pleasure. Four bonds, four Alphas, one complete circle.
Holden licks the Mark he left, his tongue soothing the sting. “Now, you’re true pack. No one can ever take you from us.”
I cradle his head to my chest, his weight anchoring me to this moment, to this place, to these men who have claimed me as their own.
The emptiness I carried for so long, the hole left by rejection and abandonment, fills for the first time in my life.
Through half-lidded eyes, I see my other Alphas gathered around us, their expressions a mix of satisfaction and lingering hunger. Blake’s hand rests on Holden’s shoulder, Nathaniel’s fingers brush my hair from my face, and Dominic’s palm cups my knee.
Connected.
Claimed.
Complete.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chloe
After that, the hours blur together in a haze of skin and sweat and pleasure.
Day fades to night and back to day, the only constant being the hands that stroke and hold me, the bodies that fill me, the bonds that pulse within me.
My Heat continues to build, my temperature climbing until my skin feels too small to contain the fire raging beneath it. I lose track of who’s inside me, who’s holding me, who’s whispering praise into my ear. Sometimes it’s more than one as I take two, and sometimes three, at the same time.
They become one entity, my pack, my Alphas, my everything.
In between joining our bodies together, waterand sandwiches are pressed to my lips, my Alphas taking care of all my needs through my Heat.
A shift in the air pulls me from my daze as Nathaniel prowls closer, watching as Holden withdraws from me. His face has changed, features sharper, nostrils flared. The usual control that defines him has cracked, revealing the primal Alpha beneath.
