Page 118 of Knot Your Business

“We keep lube everywhere. I’m not an Omega, remember? It’s necessary.”

He pulls his fingers away, and I cry out. Rylan palms the base of my throat and purrs.

“Easy, pretty Omega.” He brushes his lips with mine. “He’s coming right back. He’s just making sure he doesn’t hurt you. The only screaming we want tonight is when my knot locks us together and we bond with you.”

My chest heaves with my pants, my palm pressed against Rylan’s chest, as Jasper’s heat presses against me again. His invasion is slow and controlled, his dick wedging inside even as my legs tremble and I groan from the overwhelming sensation. Rylan purrs again, the sound comforting to me, and traces my nipples, letting his hand fall away from my throat.

“Good job,” Jasper murmurs. “Just relax into it. We’ll do all the work.”

I close my eyes, focusing on the feeling of them both so deep inside me. I feel so incredibly full, like I might burst from it.

“I haven’t fucked anyone like this in a long time,” Rylan mutters.

He runs his hands down my body until he grips my hips, his hold hard enough that it’ll probably bruise. It only ratchets my arousal tighter, forces me higher onto the ledge.

“I don’t remember it being this good.” He groans as I sink even lower, my knees spreading a bit. It forces Jasper deeper, too, and my breath catches. “You good, Jas?”

Jasper’s murmured affirmative is the only warning I get before Rylan is easing me higher onto my knees. They both slip out. Rylan lowers me back down, and they fill me again. It’s somehow even more all-consuming than the first time, and I moan, dropping my head back onto Jasper’s shoulder.

His hand spans my throat, keeping me still as they fuck me like they’re one unit. That awkward moment Rylan warned me about last week is nowhere, their movements so incredibly in sync that I’m already halfway out of my mind.

Rylan’s lips close around my nipple, his teeth scraping over the tight bud.

Nevermind. I’m completely out of my mind.

My climax roars through me, and I’m lost to the sensations. My pussy clenches, my legs shake, my toes curl. I can’t manage to stop moaning, the sound both desperate and sated. Jasper’s ragged groan cuts through the haze, and I feel his dick jerk where it’s still so deep inside my ass.

“Jas,” Rylan grunts.

“Ready,” Jasper murmurs, breathless.

His hand is steady as he urges my head to the side, baring my throat. Lips press to the sensitive spot just under my ear. I clench around Rylan again.

“Shit, pretty Omega, here I come,” he says.

He pulls me down as he thrusts up, forcing his knot completely inside. A second later, his teeth break my skin, and I scream. Jasper’s hand flexes on my throat, forcing me to stillness when everything in me urges me to move, to rock against Rylan so I can feel his knot more acutely. The orgasm is so strong, I can’t brace for it.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” I whimper, mewling as everything in my body overloads.

Another set of teeth push into the same spot, and the pleasure grows impossibly stronger.

“Fuck, Jas, that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” Rylan says.

I can’t manage words yet, still overwhelmed by the religious experience that is the two of them inside of me. In my chest. In my pussy. In my ass. They’re literally everywhere. It should be claustrophobic but all I feel is pride and safety and… and contentment.

Shock rips through me at the realization, and Jasper stiffens behind me.

“You good, love?” he asks, tipping my head until it rests against his shoulder.

Rylan leans forward, running his lips over my jaw and then the new bond mark still healing on my neck. Dominic’s happiness interweaves with the others, and I bask in the sensation of feeling them all like this.

“Perfect,” I mumble. “I’m so fucking perfect right now.”

“I love you, pretty Omega,” Rylan murmurs before kissing Jasper. “I love you both so fucking much.”

I can’t help but smile as Jasper whispers it back, his lips soft against my temple.

“Score one for the Council,” I say, laughing. “Because I love you both, too.”

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