Page 113 of Knot for Me
I don’t relax for long. Sleep is impossible with how hot and achy I feel. Marco helped ease some of that for a while, but within the hour, I’m already ready for more. My core clamps down, desperate for a knot, and I moan at the little tremor of desire skating through me.
Cory snuggles closer, and I sink into his hold, breathing in his masculine scent, the soothing earthy undertones relaxing my shoulders. Marco turns on his side to watch and I hold his gaze, reaching back and grabbing Cory’s neck to see how he’ll react. No hints of jealousy. Bits of excitement. Flashes of caring that I choose to ignore. This isn’t forever. Only for the week. I don’t want him to feel left out, so I cut my attention to Lucas, surprised to find him staring straight at me. His lips quirk into the infuriatingly cocky smile, and his eyes sparkle with a challenge.
I can almost hear his voice:Do as you’re told.
It’s not normal how much that side of him turns me on. Is my feminist card in jeopardy because of this? I think the bedroom—or rather closet—wouldn’t count.
“I have an idea,” Cory says, voice deep and husky. “You have to trust me though.”
Lucas dips his head and breaks our stare-off, giving me leave to turn and face Cory.
“What’s the idea?” I ask, curiosity taking over. I run my hand over his abs and down to grab his cock, stroking it a few times. He’s a little thicker than Marco and my body reacts to him immediately, my almost dry thighs growing damp with slick again, priming my body for another knot. I contemplate shoving him onto his back and straddling him, but he leans in to kiss me.
“Remember that scene in book two?” He grabs my hips and pulls me on top of him. “Turn around.”
“There were a lot of scenes,” I say, even though I know exactly what he’s talking about. I turn, holding Lucas’ gaze as I straddle Cory’s hips, reverse cowgirl.
“You know the one,” he argues, pulling me down onto his shaft. He fills me up like he was meant to fit, and I gently rock my hips, adjusting to the change of position and trying not to hurt him.
Lucas and Marco come to me, Marco grabbing the back of my neck and claiming my mouth. Lucas bends and sucks my tit into his mouth, biting down on my nipple. My whole body tightens, and Cory moans, thrusting up.
“There you go,” he says, voice breathy. “God, that feels good.” His fingers knead and spread my ass cheeks a little so he can see himself sliding in and out of me. Then suddenly but gently, he slips his thumb into my ass, and I cry out, squirting all over him from the added pressure.
“That’s my girl.” He pumps his hips into me. I put my hands on his knees, relying on them and Marco’s hold on my neck to keep me upright. Lucas’ hand finds my back as if he knows I’m too weak to hold myself up. He blows on my wet nipple before running the flat of his tongue over it and biting me again. Cory’s cock swells, and breaking away from Marco’s kiss, I arch my back as his knot takes hold. He immediately drops to my other breast, sucking, biting, licking.
“You like that?” Cory asks softly, more curious than dirty talking. “Fuck,” he grunts, jerking his hips up. My walls tighten and flex around him, helping him reach another orgasm as his knot keeps us together.
I can’t answer him, so I simply rock my hips and grind down. He doesn’t say another word and the only sounds that fill the room are our heavy pants. Marco flicks my clit with his finger, working the sensitive nub until Cory is soaked with my slick, until the scent of cum fills the air, almost suffocating me. Until stars burst across my vision. Heat builds between us. Our scents twine together. Our bodies locked tight. Our breath in sync. We join in every way that matters right now and an errant request nearly tumbles out of my mouth.
Mate me.
No. My chest tightens, and I can feel myself getting ready to panic. Unwilling to scar yet another alpha because of my issues, I grab Marco and drag his face from my breast and take his mouth, silencing that dangerous inclination.
The thought never returns, and when Cory’s knot finally fades, he sits and wraps his arms around me to keep me on him. He rocks his hips slightly, humming in appreciation.
“I’d say our scene was better,” I whisper, resting against his thighs. “You’re definitely giving the aliens a run for their money.”
He chuckles and hugs me tighter. “I tried my best.”
I whine slightly when he finally lifts me off of him. Cory grins and kisses me before going to wash his hands.
“Here.” Lucas hands me a snack.
“I’m not hungry.” I ate so much before my heat hit.
“I know, but you need to eat. Only a little to keep your energy up. This will probably be your last snack for the next few days.”
He’s right. Already, I don’t want to do anything but fuck them and there’s still another few hours until the frenzy kicks in. Eat now or forever hold my peace.
“Fiiiiine.” I open the package, not bothering to cover myself.
Marco hands me a water bottle from the package I stuffed in the corner. “You need to stay hydrated too.”
“You guys sound like my mom,” I mumble, chewing a small bite.
“How are you feeling?” Lucas gives me a once over. “You don’t seem to be in pain.”
“I’m better now.”Because of you guys.“So what was Frank’s girlfriend like?” I ask to change the subject.
