Page 145 of Knot My Sin

Trailing behind us, he follows us up to the pack’s room. I would love to do this in her nest, but all of my fun toys and handcuffs are up here. When I’m bored, I buy new toys, and some of my new purchases have been for Wren.

Tossing Wren onto the bed, I bark out a laugh at her squeal as she sails through the air. Pulling off my shirt, I chuck it to the side as Ambrose does the same. Shoes and pants go the same way, until I’m crawling onto the mattress to pull off her top. Thankfully, she’s bra-less, making me lick my lips as I pull out some rope from a cubby hole in the headboard.

“Does rope scare you?” I ask her, making sure she can see it.

Shaking her head, she says, “Not with you, alpha.”

Her words constrict my heart. Damn, we have come a long way, Lemon Drop, haven’t we?

“That’s my good little omega,” I growl. Working intently, I uncoil the rope, slowly looping and knotting it until there are two perfectly formed holes for her wrists. Sliding her hands through, I tighten the rope unhurriedly, so she can feel the smoothness of it against her skin before looping it over a hook that’s over her head.

“Amb and I are going to take turns eating your pussy until you come over and over, baby. You don’t have a problem with that, do you?” I ask, amused as Amb snorts and moves to pick Wren's leg up to hook it over his shoulder.

Following his lead, I loop her other leg over my shoulder, so her pussy is on display for us. We’re fairly large alphas, so we barely fit side by side, and her legs are spread very wide.

“No, alpha,” she breathes.

“That’s my girl,” I grunt before dragging my tongue up her core. “Fuck, baby, there’s so much slick everywhere. You’re going to make a perfect mess for us, aren’t you?”

“Yes, alpha,” she whimpers.

“That’s it, honey,” Amb praises as I lap up her slick, cleaning her up from her thigh. Ambrose sucks and nips up her other leg as he licks up her slick on the other side, and then we meet at her pussy.

What was going to be us taking turns becomes a tangle of tongues as we eat her out. Intermittently, our lips will meet in a filthy kiss, Wren’s lemon and blueberry flavor tasting delicious on his tongue.

Groaning, we go back to eating her out, and we both slide two fingers inside her tight pussy.

“Oh, God,” she whines, her spine curving deliciously as she writhes for us. A slow flush crawls across her tits as her nipples tighten. “Alphas, please.”

“Color,” I bark, no power behind it. I think Flynn is right, and it may not even work on her.

“Green. I need, alpha,” she moans.

“Poor, sweet, little omega,” Ambrose growls, slick all over his lips and beard.

Together, we bring her to the edge over and over until she’s begging to come.

“Alphas,” she screams. “Fuck, I need to come!”

“A little longer,” I say. “Can you be a good girl for us?”

“I want to be,” Wren keens. “God, I ache so much. I need a knot.”

“I know, honey,” Ambrose says soothingly. Removing his slick covered fingers from her pussy, he rubs it over her puckered hole before slowly pushing them in. Her slick has covered her ass, so it doesn’t need much prep.

“Argh,” Wren cries out, and I suck on her clit. Shuddering, I can tell she's really close to coming. Her walls are clenching around me, and her leg muscles are trembling. “Alphas. Fuck, I need to come. Please.”

“Come for me,” I growl, lifting my head to meet her gaze, showing her the slick covering my face. Eyes rolling, she shudders as she comes hard. Slick slides out of her as her hips thrust up as she finds her release, and together Amb and I push her to come again and again.

Sagging, Wren’s chest heaves as we pull our fingers from their respective holes. I feel like I’ve run a marathon, and my heart is thundering, even though all I’ve been doing is pushing my little omega to her limits.

Gently putting her leg down, Ambrose gets up to wash his hands, and I cover Wren’s body with mine as I kiss her.

“Still want a knot?” I tease my lips against hers.

“Yes, alpha,” she whimpers. “Now, please.”

She’s so damn sweet, even when she’s being a brat. Lifting her wrists off the hook, I pull her over me so she can sit up.

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