Page 100 of Knot Forgotten

Wiggling in Cam’s arms, he sets me on my feet. “I fantasized about having you out here completely naked,” he says, making my stomach flip at his husky tone.

“Looks like you are going to get your wish,” I tease him, stepping away and pulling my shirt over my head.

The splash of the guys jumping into the cool water has me moving faster to join them. Dropping the last shred of clothing to the ground, I head for the large rock we use to jump off of. Each of their eyes on me heats my blood to boiling, and my stomach trembles at what it means for this swim. Anticipation uncurls like a sleeping cat, stretching and ready for whatever they want.

Cam hurries out of his clothing and follows me to the rock. “Time to get wet, princess.” Then he is lifting me up and tossing me in.

When I surface with a sputter, Matt captures me, holding me effortlessly up. I glare at Cam. “There might not be any edging for you today,” I joke.

“Mmmm, I can think of other things I like now,” he replies as he swims slowly toward us.

Blake comes in close to my back, and suddenly, I’m surrounded by my guys. The flow of the water has each of them brushing against me as they guide us beneath the waterfall and behind it into the rock shelter the water makes. I would be lying if I didn’t admit that this spot had been the star of many fantasies growing up. Even before I knew what I wanted, I knew I wanted it to happen here.

A hand slips between my legs as Riley captures my lips with a claiming kiss. My whimpers and moans echo in the space as they draw them out of me. When Matt lifts me out of the water to set me on the edge of a rock, I catch myself as he presses his hot mouth to me. Feasting on me as if I’m his last meal.

Riley lifts himself effortlessly out of the water while Blake does the same on the other side. The lavish attention they are each giving me has me sounding like I’ve never experienced pleasure before. By the time Matt and Cam switch places, my legs are shaking, and my arms are no longer willing to hold me up.

“Give me an orgasm, Erin,” Cam demands. Two fingers sink into me, and I scream out as pure pleasure wracks my body. “That’s my girl.”

His praise almost sends me into another wave, but he pulls away. Blake lifts me into his lap, and I sink onto his hard length effortlessly with my slick coating my thighs. We moan in unison, and he holds me still. Riley shifts behind me, his legs mirroring Blake's as he gets closer.

“Ready for both of us?” Riley asks out loud as he nips my shoulder. I know he can’t hear me without his implants in, so I nod like a freaking bobble head.

He gathers some of my slick and preps my ass. When he slides in, I think I’ll die of pure sensual indulgence. They work together to bring me to the edge before tossing me over just like Cam tossed me into the water. Both follow me over, and we ride the waves together. After we come back into ourselves, we untangle.

Cam catches me easily as I slip back into the water. I wrap my legs around his waist as I hold onto him, and his crown nudges my entrance, slipping in and out in short little teasing movements that have me grinding into him, attempting to take more before he presses into me fully with a groan, gripping the edge to keep us above water.

It is the first time he’s taken me in front of our pack, and it makes the euphoria build quickly inside of me.

I drown in the sensations as they wash over me. Another orgasm curls my toes as I cling to him in the water. Between the feel of him releasing inside of me and his arms holding me tight, I float in the abyss of pleasure, safe with him.

Our bonds are wide open and overwhelming like they sometimes are after sex, once we all finish. I pull on my clothes over mostly wet skin, ready to take a shower, even if the spring is some of the clearest water ever. The guys do the same, and we head back home.

When we reach the treehouse, Cam links his fingers with mine and tugs me toward the structure. It looks like new wood has been added in places. He takes the ladder quickly, and I follow him up, the others right behind me.

A bright string of fairy lights is strung across the wall. The walls are painted a pale blue that looks like the sky on a sunny day. Large bean bags that look brand new are in a pile in the corner. It is almost how I remember it. A lot smaller than my mind conjured over the years, but cozy. My heart grows inside my chest as I take it all in.

“What is all this?” I ask.

“Our little home away from home. At least until we can fill it with kids of our own,” Matt says.

“We might not be able to go back to the past to fix everything. But this is something we can fix up,” Blake adds.

Riley nods and signs, ‘We know how much you loved it.’ He watches me as he uses his shirt to dry off his hair and ears a little better and puts his implants back in.

Cam spreads the bean bags out and lays down on one. Beckoning me, he says, “And if you ever want to sleep out here, we are up for a sleepover.” He winks as I sink down next to him.

“You guys are sweet. You didn’t have to do this,” I say, meeting each of their gazes, emotion gathering in my eyes. “What I loved about this place was the connection it had to each of you. It always made me feel safe. I don’t need that now. I’ve got the real deal. All of you.”

Riley takes a seat on the bean bag nearest me, while Matt and Blake drop to matching ones across from us. The four of them in the small space is almost comical, but I don’t laugh because I’m overflowing with love. From myself, through the bond, there is so much that I could probably drown in it.

They had never forgotten me, just like I never forgot them. As we sit there, a rush of emotions flood over me. The memories we shared, both joyful and painful, seemed to converge in this moment. But amidst it all, there is an overwhelming sense of gratitude for this second chance.

I look at each of them and smile. “Let's make new memories here,” I say, my voice steady despite the emotions swirling within. “Memories that we can cherish for the rest of our lives.”

Riley grins, his eyes dipping to the marks on my throat. “I can think of some memories I want to make.”

Blake laughs, catching on to his meaning. “I agree. We’ve got a few years before little ones will be around here.”

“We need to create some fantasies we’ve always had,” Matt adds.

“That is going to take more than one night,” Cam says.

Laughter, musk, and my perfume mix in the summer air. This is us. Together. Whole. Happy. And in that moment, surrounded by my pack, a sense of peace washes over me. The past is behind us, and the future lay ahead, ripe with possibility. Together, we are ready to embark on this new chapter, ready to create a tapestry of moments that would sustain us through whatever challenges lay ahead.

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