Page 37 of Cruel Knots

Sitting down on the stairs, I widen my legs. Reaching between my thighs, I rub at my aching, pulsing clit.

A moan escapes me as my core throbs in response. I don’t even need to insert a finger into my slick folds. Simply rubbing the hardened nub is heightening my pleasure.

My body warms up while my fingers rub faster and harder. Every muscle tightens in anticipation as my pleasure rises higher.

“Oh, fuck!” I gasp out as my control breaks and intense pleasure washes over me. My body shudders, leaving me feeling satiated but not fully satisfied.

My pussy tingles, wanting to feel the hot friction from a hard, pulsing cock within its tight walls.

Shame and humiliation flood me. I can’t believe the way I’ve been reacting to these cruel, ruthless alphas who’ve taken me prisoner.

I am dirty, I realize.

There’s some solace in that thought, though. I’m no longer the pure, unclaimed omega Callum is obsessed with. Damien, Leon, and Mikhail made sure to taint me in both body, mind, and soul.

11

Leon

It’s been a while since Mikhail went to check on Lucia but I’m not too worried about him. The night-vision cameras installed in the basement of the garden shed allow me to see and hear everything happening there.

My balls harden as I watch Mikhail grab Lucia and spank her for trying to run. She squirms and twists on his lap but he holds her down with sheer force.

Her cries echo all around the room, making it seem like I’m right there with them.

Within minutes, a pained but lust-glazed expression comes over Lucia’s pretty face. Her cries soften and turn into moans as my brother inserts his fingers inside her pussy. The sound system is so good, that it picks up the wet, squelching noises erupting in the still, quiet basement.

“Fuck,” I moan, unable to stop myself from rubbing the hard lump forming in my pants.

The picture quality isn’t too good considering the darkness in there but it’s enough for me to gauge her reaction to Mikhail’s teasing.

“Impatient bastard,” I mutter, watching Mikhail throw her off his lap and take her from behind.

Lucia’s expression turns into pure ecstasy as she takes his hard, relentless rutting. Her heat erases her fears, allowing her to be immersed in the pleasure only Mikhail can provide her.

She begs him in the most seductive voice, forcing him to give in to her. We hate her but her perfume drives all of us crazy. One whiff of the caramel-scented air and our bodies react before our minds have a chance to catch up.

Lucia’s cry breaks me out of my thoughts. Glancing toward the screen before me, I see Mikhail pulling out of her. He helps her to the ground before skipping up the stairs and leaving her there.

Despair spreads on Lucia’s face at my brother’s abrupt departure. She shouts at him but he shuts the door before she can run after him.

“Mikhail’s such a bastard, isn’t he?” I croon, enjoying her frustrated expression. To my surprise, Lucia sits down at the bottom staircase and spreads her legs wide.

“Fuck,” I groan as she inserts her fingers into her pussy. Her head falls back, her hips bucking against her thrumming fingers.

I can no longer ignore the demands of my body. Even though I can’t smell her or touch her, Lucia’s voice is enough to get me hot and hard. Loosening my belt, I open the buttons of my jeans.

Keeping my gaze on the large monitor before me, I take my thick, heavy cock in my hand. Following Lucia’s fingers, I pump my length, feeling it harden in my hold.

My mind imagines the tight, searing feel of Lucia’s pussy, heightening my pleasure immediately. A husky gasp escapes me as heat builds deep in my navel.

“Lucia...” I breathe, staring at her perfect, round tits and the way they’d felt in my hands.

My balls turn into rocks as I pump my cock harder and faster.

Lucia’s moans echo all around me, making me lose my head. My muscles tighten, my core coiling into that familiar point where I want to lose control but also keep going simultaneously.

“Ah, fuck!” she gasps, sending me over the edge.

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