Page 85 of Knot Forgotten

“Words,” he demands.

I wet my lips and met his steady gaze in an attempt to answer him. “No limits, I trust you. But if it gets to be too much, my safe word can be pickle, like with Riley.”

A growl of approval rumbles from his chest, and I answer with a purr of my own. “Close your eyes, Rinny.”

Listening to my alpha is second nature in this state, and I automatically drop my eyes shut. What feels like another tie is secured over my face, and I whimper as the darkness settles through my eyelids.

Shortly after, it feels as if all of them are touching me. I can’t even tell through the bond who is who as they heighten my pleasure because it is just an echo of what I’m feeling coming back to me. Someone slips their fingers between my legs from behind, drawing out slick and pushing a finger into my ass.

My thigh muscles are shaking by the time I feel the heat from the head of their swollen cock press against me. Then Blake adjusts himself, pushing between my legs, sliding through my folds, and slipping easily inside. He pauses, letting whoever is behind me to ease their length into my ass. Another whimper flows from between my lips.

They move together, just like a teeter-totter, back and forth. Riley’s loud moan gives him away the second time he slowly sinks into me. I revel in the feel of them, my pleasure heightened without two of my senses.

When Blake releases a moan and pushes all the way into me, knotting deep, I tumble into an orgasm. Riley continues to thrust into me from behind.

A torrent of sensation rushes over me, ruthlessly shoving me back to the crashing waves of another orgasm that has my muscles clenching and unclenching in time to Riley’s movements until he sinks deeper and knots me. The feeling is exquisite and full. I slump against Blake’s chest as we all come down.

The blindfold loosens, and my gaze lands on Cam and Matt, who are watching from the sidelines. But I need them all. Now.

They are mine, and I need to make sure they each know it. Riley pulls out, his warmth moving away. While Blake reaches behind me, untying my wrists before releasing me from his hold. Pheromones seem to coat the space, and I whimper with the need to claim them like they did me.

I move until my knees are beneath me, then run my fingers up Blake’s exposed body and into his silky hair as I close the distance between us again. Dropping a kiss to his jawline, I ghost over his lips as he tries to capture them with his before making a trail down his neck to the base of his throat.

“Blake, you’ve been mine since before I really knew what that meant. But I’m going to make it real now.” I graze my teeth over the spot that will tell the world he has an omega once I’m done.

His fingers tangle into my hair, and he arches into my kiss against his throat. “Fuck, yes!”

It is all I need to hear before I am marking him. Delirious need slams into me, and I quickly straddle him, sinking down on his hard length as my muscles protest. He doesn’t tie me up this time, and I cling to him, my nails biting into his shoulders, as our orgasms hit us like a runaway train.

Needing more once we are done, I slip off of his lap after brushing his lips in a soft kiss. And crawl across the cushions to Matt. He watches me, his gaze darkening, as my hands slide up his legs. I dip my head and suck the crown of his dick into my mouth, releasing it with a loud pop. He moans, his eyes hooded as I find them again.

My tongue slips out and catches his pre-cum, and I groan. I kiss up his perfect fucking obliques and over his muscled chest. My fingers run a path up his sides, and goosebumps rise on his skin while his nipple pebbles tightly before I catch it between my teeth and suck. He tastes like gingersnap cookies, as if he is sweating his musk out.

“Are you mine, Matt?” I graze his plush lips in the softest of kisses, his breath puffing out over mine.

“Always, Rinny. Forever.”

“Good.” I grip his heavy cock in my fist and straddle him before sinking down on him. My inner muscles clench around him as I hold still. This wave of my heat rises up and makes me lightheaded as I remain unmoving. Just the feel of him filling me up is too much for my sensitive body. If I move, it’s over.

Nipping his neck, I follow the same path I did with Blake, pausing over his pulse point. It throbs beneath my tongue, and I squeeze his hard length inside of me, earning a groan and his fingers digging into my ass. As soon as his control breaks and he jerks his hips up, going deeper, I sink my teeth into his neck. Completing our bond.

He flips us and hovers over me, pressing me into the cushions with his weight. “I can feel every part of you,” he says. “And I never want to stop.”

My stomach grumbles, making me aware that I haven’t eaten since yesterday when we had Thai food. Cam lifts his head from my belly, finding my eyes.

“Hungry?” he asks.

I laugh, dragging my fingers through his hair. “What gave it away?”

He hums, a grin spreading over his lips. “Could be the monster in your stomach.”

“Monster?” I laugh harder, and he props himself up on his elbow, looking down at me.

“Yeah, you have two of them. Both seem to be insatiable, really. And both are a complete turn on,” he says, teasing me. “And lucky for me, Matt ordered more food. I’ll warm it up.”

He pushes to his feet and walks completely naked to the door. His ass is made to be sculpted; too bad I am not an artist. When he disappears, I detangle from Blake as slowly as possible so I don’t wake him. Once I’m standing, I follow Cam out into the small dining area.

Matt is re-bandaging Riley’s wound on his side, and concern spears through me. “Is he okay?”

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