Page 97 of Pucking the Enemy

Some girls could take an oral knotting, but I wasn’t going to find out if I was one of them.

Flavorful apple burst across my tongue with his first spurt of release, and I watched as Phillip’s head lolled back, eyes closing. The veins in his neck throbbed with the force of his release.

All the while, my pussy was getting wetter and wetter as Cormac had his fun. “Take all his cum, good girl,” Cormac cooed behind me.

Once I was sure I had drunk every drop down, I pulled my head away, licking his length up and down to ensure he was thoroughly clean.

Phillip peered down at me, a satisfied look on his face as he stroked my hair.

“Now it’s my turn!” Cormac chuckled, his grip tightening on my hips as his thrusts became more forceful. I gyrated my hips, meeting him thrust for thrust.

I didn’t realize my eyes had closed until I felt Phillip’s hand on my chin. He was gazing down at me, hunger in his eyes as he leaned forward to kiss me, undoubtedly tasting himself on my lips.

“Cormac’s going to come soon, I can tell. Are you going to be a good girl and come before he does?”

I nodded enthusiastically. That wasn’t going to be difficult, when I was already skirting the edge of release.

Cormac’s thrusts became disjointed as his cock started to pulse with release. I was so close, but I just wasn’t there yet.

“Oh no, looks like someone else is going to have to make you come,” Phillip cooed between kisses.

Cormac growled his release, his grip on me bruising. He pressed his knot against me but stopped it from entering.

“Knot!” I whined.

Phillip tutted. “If Cormac knots you, then no one else will be getting in that sweet pussy anytime soon, will they?” he asked while Cormac slid his still-hard cock out of me.

I was ready to riot, my entire body tense with the need to come. Whining, I was about to move when Roman slid behind me, taking the spot Cormac had been in seconds earlier.

“Can’t leave you wanting now, can we, Duchess?” he said, inching his cock in.

“Yes!” I shouted at his entry, roughly jerking my hips back to take more of him. Looking around the room, my eyes landed on Seb.

I needed him.

I wanted all my alphas.

Making a desperate, grabbing hand motion, I waited until he stood up from where he had been happily watching the show, his erection visible through his jeans.

Yummy.

“You want to taste him too?” Phillip asked in a teasing voice.

I could only nod emphatically. Roman’s cock was hitting spots inside of me that made me unable to form words.

“Swap?” Phillip asked, looking to Seb.

“Fuck, yes.”

For a brief moment, I closed my eyes, letting myself focus on the filthy things Roman was doing to me. His fingers had found my clit at some point, and I was going to come. Hard.

When he pinched the sensitive bundle of nerves, I was done for. With a keening cry, I came, my walls clamping down on Roman, searching for a knot.

“Holy shit, so good. Your cock is so good,” I babbled.

“I’m nowhere near done yet, omega.” Roman chuckled. “Now, I think Seb is feeling left out.”

I opened my eyes, and sure enough, Seb was now sitting where Phillip had been just a second ago, grinning down at me. I had been so distracted with my orgasm, I hadn’t even felt them move.

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