Page 117 of Knot My Only Fan

“Fuck!” I gasp.

My two alphas grunt, obviously feeling each through the thin wall that separates them.

“Is it too much?” Stanton stills behind me. “I can pull out or stop.”

“Just move,” I groan, panting through the weird pain, or is pleasure?

I don’t know.

“Fuck.”

Stanton’s hands grip my hips as he and Lucas work in perfect harmony; one man slides in and the other pulls out. Slowly at first until the rhythm gets faster, and I get used to the feeling in my ass.

Soon, I love the feeling of my alphas knots grind against my entrances, but I just want to beg one of my men to knot me. I tilt my ass higher, and pound back and forth over Lucas’ dick, hoping to slip over his knot.

The sensation is like nothing I’ve felt before. My clit is throbbing, my nipples ache as I scream out their names.

Lucas groans. “She’s pulsing around my cock. She’s going to come.”

Stars flash behind my closed eyes and I’m so close to coming already, but… can I take two knots?

When I open my eyes, Lucas’ gaze lowers from my eyes to Stanton’s mark. He leans forward and licks across the now healed wound. A soft purr leaves my lips.

“Knot me,” I whine. “Together.”

“No fucking way,” Stanton growls into my ear.

I reach back and grab his thigh. “Knot me. Together.”

Stanton’s body slams forward, his dick plunging into my ass at the same time as Lucas goes deeper into my pussy.

I’m rocking my hips back and forth, getting closer to my orgasm.

“Fuck,” Stanton curses behind me, his hips bucking into me erratically.

“I’m … I’m...” Desire rushes through me, but I want more. “Knot me,” I growl.

“Do as the omega wants,” Lucas says. His bruising hold on my hips doesn’t relent as each of their thrusts turns into gyrations.

My pussy fills up with Lucas’ knot. He groans, “You need to be quick before I come and inflate inside her.”

Stanton hasn’t knotted me and he is pounding into my ass, sliding along Lucas’ dick and his rapidly inflating knot.

“Fuck!” Lucas stills as his hot cum drenches my walls.

The intensity is unbearable. I cry out as I unravel with him. My eyes roll into the back of my head.

Is my body is singing, or is it tingling? I don’t know.

“You’re so hot and so beautiful when you come, Omega,” Stanton groans in my ear, still pounding away, as the sounds of his ragged breaths let me know he’s getting closer. “But I can’t knot you. You’re too fucking tight for anything more.”

Stanton pulls out behind me, but not fully.

“Knot me, Stanton,” I growl. “I want to ache. I want to feel my alphas inside me. Own me.”

Hands stroke my skin. Everything is throbbing: my nipples, my clit, my pussy. And I want to pulse all over.

Stanton wraps an arm around my waist and thrusts harder, sliding against the tightness of Lucas’ knotting.

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