Page 55 of Knot My Sin

FLYNN

My face is buried in a pretty, pink delicious pussy right now as Everest fucks my tight ass.

“Does our pretty Lemon Drop taste as amazing as she smells?” my alpha groans as his fingers tighten on my hips. My skin is going to be littered with bites and hand and fingerprints, and I welcome it.

It makes me feel cherished and adored, especially during my heat. I fucked up and it came faster than I thought it would. I usually have a few more days, and now we’re hours into my heat, and all I want is more.

More knots, more cum, more lemon and blueberry on my tongue.

Glancing up at the beautiful omega who is pulling on my hair as she grinds her pussy on my tongue, I’m hit with awe even as another cramp hits me making me gasp.

“We’ve got you,” Wren says, chest heaving. “God, you’re going to kill me with your tongue.”

“Would you rather my cock?” I ask, voice muffled. Everest barks out a laugh as he nips my shoulder, his cock destroying my ass. Thank God for slick as natural lube. I was made for this.

“I wouldn’t say no,” the little omega whimpers. I’ll need to talk to her after all of this, but I can’t think right now. Wren greedily tugs on my hair, making me smirk.

She’s not just doing this because of my heat, she wants me too.

Dragging my tongue up her slit, I know that soon I’m going to need more than one knot in my ass. All my alphas will need to fuck me as my heat gets worse. I want to hold onto myself for as long as possible, but my grip on my sanity is tenuous at best.

God, she tastes delicious.

“Stay with me,” I beg. I didn’t mean to say that. Shit.

Pushing three fingers into her sopping wet pussy, I groan as she clamps down. Wren was made to take a knot, but I know she’s not ready for that.

“Flynn,” she whimpers. The scent of our alpha’s arousal is strong in the nest, and Ambrose is sucking Shaw’s cock to help him take off the edge a bit. Their cum is all mine, though. “More.”

Her words surprise me, but I pull out my fingers to fist my hand and let her feel it at her entrance.

“Are you craving a knot, Little One?” I ask, shuddering as Everest grunts and his knot is pushing against my puckered asshole. “Fuck. God, I don’t know if I can tease you with my fist, Wren. I fucking need a knot.”

Shivering at my words, Wren bites her lip. “I don’t know what I want, but I want to watch you take a knot, Flynn. Show me how well you stretch for Everest.”

My alpha’s eyes roll back at her words, and I squeal as he pulls out of me and flips me onto my back. My head is cushioned between Wren’s thighs, and Everest pushes my thighs up so she can watch as he moves his cock into position at my hole.

“Alpha, please,” I gasp. My hands wrap around Wren’s soft thighs, squeezing as he watches the crown of his shaft disappear inside of me. “Argh, yes. Knot, please, knot!”

“Patience, Flynn,” Wren murmurs. My cock bobs against my stomach and Ambrose pulls off Shaw’s cock and crawls toward me, a predatory glint in his eyes.

Wren’s cream is still all over me, mixing with mine.

“We’ll take care of you,” Amb murmurs. His mouth opens to suck on my weeping tip, making my hips jerk up as I cry out. My alphas groan, and Shaw rounds to the other side sucking on my lower shaft and nuts.

Wren’s pupils are blown with arousal and a slight fear as she’s surrounded by our alphas. She doesn’t realize their tongues are swiping and sucking for every drop of slick she left behind on my cock.

“God Wren, you taste so good on his cock,” Shaw grunts, not at all bothered as Everest fucks me.

My gasps and moans meld with my alphas’ and they pleasure me, doing their best to ride my heat with me before I demand that they all fuck me. This is the beginning haze, it’ll be even worse in a couple of hours.

Wren watches as Shaw moves to kiss me, and I groan as I taste myself and my omega on his tongue. If it was possible for me to claim her, I would in a second. It’s so rare that a second omega joins an already formed pack, I don’t know what the rules are for it.

Hmm. Maybe I’ll try.

My tongue tangles with Shaw’s as our teeth clash together. Wren makes a noise that makes us look up at her, and my eyes close as Everest’s knot ghosts along my asshole.

“Everest, give it to me,” I whine. My whine becomes a surprised cry as he begins to force his knot into my ass. “Oh fuck, yes!”

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