Page 47 of Knot Their Boo
“Yes, please,” I beg, watching him in the mirror as he moves behind me. Rhian’s scent is so over powering, and I know he’s just as close to his heat as I am. His honeyed hay, cinnamon bark and apple cider scent is sweet and intoxicating as I breathe him in, and when our eyes lock in the mirror his pupils are blown.
“Make sure you scream for the alphas, Sable. They’ll go feral for us,” Rhian growls, his movements are desperate as he jerks the hem of my dress up, revealing my naked ass to the steamy bathroom air.
I’m still panty free, something that Rhian clearly appreciates, as he groans, taking in the sight of me bent over the sink. I can’t help but give my ass a little shake just for him, and I’m rewarded as his eyes darken, and he slaps a firm palm across my cheek.
I’m not expecting him to lift me then, and I yelp as he arranges my body with his strong, calloused hands. My knees are on the sink, and I’m face to face with my wide-eyed reflection in the mirror as Rhian stands behind me, caressing my ass and thighs.
I’m bent in half with my ass in the air as he leans in slowly, sinking his teeth into the globe of my ass, before he licks my pussy, tongue flat against my clit.
“Oh, fuck!” I gasp, shocked by how sensitive I am with my heat so close. I push my ass backward into him, moaning as he devours me. I’m trembling, struggling to keep myself balanced, but thankfully Rhian’s holding me in place as he eats me out.
“God damn, that might be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Taron murmurs as he steps into the bathroom, making room for Colter in the doorway. Their scents only make every second more intense, and I’m so close to coming already, when Rhian pushes two fingers inside my slick-soaked pussy.
“You taste like pumpkin pie and caramel. I want to drown in your slick, Sable,” Rhian’s voice is a husky growl as he pulls away from my pussy only long enough to praise me, before diving right back in.
“I’m coming!” I mewl, barely holding myself together as I come, slick coating his tongue with my flavor as I shake for him. “Oh, Rhian!” I moan his name, expecting him to fuck me now, but he just growls, licking up every drop of my slick.
“Let's get you two cleaned up.” Taron chuckles, as he tugs Rhian away from me, making us both whine. “The shower will hold the four of us,” he adds, as he backs Rhian up, and starts undressing him. Colter doesn’t leave me bent over the sink and all alone, thankfully.
I twist around, sitting my ass on the counter, and stare up at the alpha.
“This is familiar,” I tease, loving the way he blushes.
“Come here, Sable.” His gravely voice is so sexy, and I simply nod, lifting my arms in the air so he can remove my dress the rest of the way. “Fuck, you look stunning, omega. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” His praise has me ready to leap into his arms and fuck him on the bathroom floor. He’s still in the boxers, so I make quick work of yanking those off.
“Fucking hell,” Rhian groans beside us, and I grin with smug satisfaction as I watch the other omega admire our alpha, proud that he’s ours. “You’re fucking sexy. Shit,” Rhian shakes his head, maybe trying to clear some of the heat fog that’s setting in, when Taron drags his attention back to him.
“I’m jealous,” Taron growls in a low tone, rolling the sexy piercing in his lip with his tongue as he slowly lowers his jeans and boxers, revealing his insane body to us. “Do you want another alpha’s knot, Rhian?”
“Fuck yes,” Rhian nods eagerly, even as he watches the way Taron’s cock bounces free from its fabric prison. I lick my lips asthe alpha helps the other omega out of his clothing next. Colter is watching the other two men, but his hands reach for me. Gently, he caresses up my thighs, over my abdomen, and up to my breasts.
“You’ll look so good between them,” Colter whispers, and I swear, my veins catch fucking fire. “Taking both of their cocks while I fuck your throat…”
“Jesus,” I huff, suddenly out of breath as he teases my nipples with feather-light touches.
“Naughty boy,” Taron growls, leaning forward and biting Rhian’s hip viciously, but the other omega loves it, moaning for our alpha. “Get her in the shower, Colter,” Taron commands, lifting Rhian off his feet and carrying him into the steamy water.
I don’t wait for Colter to reach for me, I just jump into his arms, and start pressing kisses to his neck and shoulder, nibbling against the sensitive skin with my omega fangs so he knows I can mark him as mine any time.
Taron places Rhian right under the center of the waterfall shower, standing behind him, and spanking the omega’s ass when he tries to protest. I grin, loving the way he pouts, until Colter does the same with me, facing Rhian. Now we’re both pouting, and every time one of us reaches for the other, or one of the alphas, our hands are restrained. Our asses spanked.
The drugging feel of their hands over our sensitive skin has both of us mewling while they take their sweet time cleaning us.
I’m transfixed as Taron drags his hands over the smooth planes of Rhian’s body. When he drags his fingers down the curve of his hip, I finally get the full picture of the tattoos across his thighs. Rhian’s family farm is depicted in black ink across one thigh as if etched into his skin, with rolling clouds and hills carrying over to the other before smoothing out to a pumpkin patch.
“Slutty little thigh tattoos,” I murmur, as Taron reaches down to grab the omega’s weeping cock with both hands. Why does he get to touch, but I don’t?
I glare at Taron over Rhian’s shoulder, snarling when he winks at me. That is, until Colter rinses his hand of soapy suds, then drops it between my legs.
“Soap is too harsh down there,” he explains as he uses his other hand to grip under my knee and lift my left leg, spreading me open. Taron, apparently in on this torture, grabs one of the hand held shower heads off the wall, and aims the jets right at the other alpha’s hand.
They work together to clean me, all while Rhian watches them with wide, needy eyes fixed to my pussy, Taron’s free hand stroking the omega's cock still. Rhian’s hips jerk forward, his head falling back against the alpha's shoulder.
“Naughty little omegas,” Colter growls in my ear, as he uses two fingers to spread my lips open, giving Taron easier access to my clit, as the shower jet hits the sensitive nerves just right.
I’m shaking so hard, legs trembling as I moan loudly for them, so close to coming when the water shuts off suddenly. I gasp, head jerking up as Colter releases my leg.
“Mean alphas,” I growl as Taron helps Rhian step out, wrapping him in a fluffy blue towel before grabbing one for himself, and Colter does the same for him and me.
