Page 134 of Knot for Me
“Definitely,” he says, stepping back to give me some space.
Cory’s long hair is down instead of in his usual bun. I go to him, tugging on a strand before lifting on my toes to plant a kiss on his lips.
“I missed you guys too.”
He smiles against my mouth. “Do you want wine?”
“No,” I say, nipping his bottom lip. “I’m ready.”
“Good, come here.” Marco grabs my arm and drags me away from Cory, taking a handful of my hair and tipping my head back. “We’re going to make you ours, babe. You have no idea how fucking long I’ve been thinking about putting my mark on you.” His mouth presses against mine and he backs me toward the counter.
Dropping the hand from my head, Marco hoists me onto the counter and pushes between my legs. His dick presses against my stomach. I grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it up. Our lips break apart long enough for us to take our tops off, then they meet again. We collide like long lost lovers: tongues caressing, hands groping, bodies growing hot with desire. Trading breaths until we can no longer breathe and have to break apart. He kisses down my neck, yanking my bra strap aside to gently nip my shoulder.
I slip my hand over his length, tugging on the waistband of his pants. “Too many clothes,” I rasp, eyes connecting with Cory’s.
He smiles and comes over to help Marco who is too busy touching me to undress himself. Cory’s hands slip between our bodies, his fingers brushing against my stomach while he undoes the buttons on Marco’s pants before yanking them and his boxers down. I palm his cock, so hard and silky, and kiss his shoulder. Cory steps back by Lucas and the two of them whisper something, but I’m too worked up to worry about what they’re discussing.
I move my hands to my pants so I can undo them. Marco grabs my chin and drops a kiss on my lips before helping me off the granite so I can finish removing my clothes. Grabbing my waist, he lifts me back onto the counter. I try to touch him, but he narrows his eyes at me.
“I’m going to make a snack out of you first.”
“What—oh, God,” I moan when he pushes two fingers inside of my dripping wet core
He drops to his knees and stares up at me for a beat. His lips quirk as he curls his fingers inside of me, making me moan in approval. His teeth sink into the soft skin of my thigh. My back arches, core clenching around his digits. I push back against his hand, wanting more. Marco rubs a finger over my clit, using his other hand to spread my folds. His tongue works over my clit, slow at first then faster. My thighs tremble and the cold counter against my ass contrasts with the heat of his mouth. The two sensations war with each other until I fall apart at his hands and mouth, cum dripping down his hand.
He bites my thigh again before standing, running one hand from my ankle up to my core, toying with me again before slipping his cock inside of me. He’s already almost there, the beginnings of a knot teasing and stretching me. I roll my hips against his, forcing him to pick up his pace. His knot swells and locks us into place, the girth making me come all over again. Grunting, he grinds his hips before his mouth presses into my neck. Marco marks and claims me as his.
Everything about Marco was so overwhelming I didn’t realize Cory and Lucas stripped until Marco pulls out of me a while later. Cory takes Marco’s place, dropping to his knees to clean up the mess we made with the flat of his tongue. Cory takes every last drop, humming in approval. Flicking his tongue over my clit, he slides two fingers inside of me. I dig my fingers into his long hair, shamelessly riding his face while I watch Marco and Lucas stroke their dicks. I grab the counter with my other hand when my toes start to tingle. Cory’s hand grabs my leg to help hold me, tongue working double time over my clit until I make an embarrassingly shrill cry as I come.
Cory’s lips are soft and silky as he places kisses on both of my hips, moving his mouth to my navel, then to each breast before finally running his tongue over the seam of my lips. I grin against his mouth, jumping up at the same time his hands find the back of my thighs, lifting me up so his cock can slide into my cunt.
“Oh fuck,” I say as Cory drops my ass onto the counter which is the perfect height for him to fuck me on.
“Look at me.” Cory’s thumb hits my clit just as our gazes meet. I gasp, rolling my hips in time with his thrusts, nails biting into his shoulders as he destroys me. Once we’re locked in place, my cum all over him, Cory bites my neck, next to where Marco claimed me. My legs clamp around his waist and euphoria floods my veins.
“God. Yes. Fuck.” Praise spills from my mouth in an incoherent string, but Cory growls in approval, pumping into me. Heat builds between us, and I rock against him, squeezing my walls and taking every bit of cum from him. The counter is a mess when we finish ten minutes later and a thin sheen of sweat covers both of us, but none of that matters.
I grab his face with both of my hands, kissing him and holding him hostage with my legs. His dick pulses a few more times when I rock against him.
“If you don’t let me go, Lucas is going to have to wait even longer.”
Laughing, I release him and pout. “Maybe he needs the anticipation.”
Cory pushes his hair over his shoulders, smirking at me as he moves aside so Lucas can stand before me. Marco and Cory lean against the counter across from me, eyes locked on me and Lucas. Their focus is so intent and my heart squeezes. They’ve all been waiting for me to be ready, and I love them for it.
“You know that mouth is going to get you in trouble,” Lucas says, hands falling to my thighs as he presses between them.
"Trouble doesn’t sound so bad.” I bite my lip and look up at him.
He places his hand on the back of my neck, his cheek rubbing over mine so his lips can brush over my ear. “I’m going to make you beg for my bite.” He sucks the lobe of my ear into his mouth, sucking on it.
I reach for his cock, but he swats my hand away. “You haven’t begged yet.”
“You said beg for your mark,” I say, reaching for him again. He grabs my hand and wrenches it behind my back, chest pressing against my front.
“You’re going to beg for everything, Reagan. I want you to whimper in need. I want you to whine for my cock. I want you to fucking plead for my dick.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
