Page 126 of Bonding the Band

Repeatedly.

Pretty knotty please.

“How do you want it? How can I make my needy little omega happy?” he purred.

“Hard and fast,” I panted. If he tried taking it slow, I would scratch his eyeballs out.

“As you wish.” He groaned, his thrusts increasing, his grip on my hips so tight, I was sure I would feel him the next day. “Touch your clit for me, darling.”

I snaked my hands between my thighs, whining at the first brush of contact.

“That’s my good girl. Your pussy clenched so hard, and it felt fucking amazing. Now, don’t stop until I tell you to.”

Following the order was easy. I was chasing every ounce of pleasure I could get. I knew how to give myself what I needed,but the fact that Beckett ordered me to do this? It added a whole extra layer of deliciousness. The first orgasm swept over me, and Beckett rode me with a ferocity that stole my breath, my fingers never ceasing their commanded movement.

“That’s my good fucking girl.” Beckett’s body curved over me, warm skin pressed to mine, his hips steadily driving into me. “Keep going, darling. I want you to fall apart one more time before I give you what you need.”

It didn’t take long for that to happen, not with Beckett trying to ruin me and my fingers gliding a perfect rhythm on my clit. I collapsed with the next rise, whining into the blankets, Beckett following me over.

“Are you ready for my knot?” Beckett’s breath was hot against my ear as he spoke.

“Please, please, please,” I chanted as I felt the base of his cock throb and expand, his knot locking inside me. The pressure was mind-blowing; every time I got knotted, I marveled at how full I could feel.

Just as I hit the peak of my orgasm, his teeth found the back of my neck, and he bit down.

My vision turned white, my entire body going into overdrive, sparks flying under my skin as I convulsed around his cock, milking him for every drop of cum and sinking my teeth into his wrist to complete the bond.

My body collapsed, and Beckett followed, fucking me into the mattress as he came, groaning into my neck. It was filthy and animalistic and I fucking loved it.

“Good girl,” he growled roughly as my body twitched with the aftershocks. The bond settled in my chest, a flood of affection rushing in from Beckett. “I fucking love you, Meadow Reed,” he said, leaning forward to kiss my new bond mark.

My chest was bursting with happiness. He was officially mine; the bond mark made it so.

“I love you too.” I beamed, even though he couldn’t see my face.

I lay, sated for the moment. My body was holding up better than expected after a solid day of fucking, considering my months off from this particular activity. Phin had been waiting so patiently. He was my last bond to take in the pack, and I was eager for us to finally be one connected unit. I may have gotten these alphas by accident, but I was going to keep them on purpose.

I rolled over into Phin’s arms, tracing my fingertips over his skin and breathing in his soothing black tea and vanilla scent. It was so good for winding down, but in the depths of my heat, it just made me crave him.

His mouth was sweet and slow on mine, his kiss filled with promise. “You don’t worry about a single thing, sweets. I’m going to take such good care of you, your pussy will be begging to take this pierced cock.”

He worked his way down my body, inch by inch. A kiss here, a touch there, firm strokes and tickling brushes, lapping tongue and nipping teeth. Phin teased everywhere, except exactly where I wanted him. Everything from my fingertips to my toes got a bit of attention from him, my desire strategically stoked into an inferno until I was covered in goose bumps and twitching at every point of contact.

“Phiiin.” I gasped at his nip on my inner thigh. “I’mready.”

“Not yet. You are so fucking beautiful.” Phin planted a kiss just above my belly button. “Show me how beautiful you are when you come.”

He sat back, propping one of my ankles on his shoulders, his fingers pressing into my pussy. I arched with a soft whine, making Hendrix stir from sleep. His gaze flicked down my body and back up to my face, a smile on his lips.

Phin tapped my clit. “You’re mine right now, sweets. Eyes on me.”

Heat rolled through me at the command. His hazel eyes held me captive as he worked my body with an expertise that was almost scary. He knew exactly how my body responded to every touch and used that knowledge to carry me to the edge, forcing me to hover there until I was a dripping, squirming mess, chanting his name like it might convince him to let me fall over that edge.

“Phin,please.”

He grinned down at me. “Since you asked so nicely.” Phin adjusted his pace and angle, perfectly teasing my clit as he fucked his fingers into me.

I lasted a scant few seconds before my body went taut and I cried out, waking all of the alphas as I tumbled down from the peak Phin had forced me to climb. While I was still trying to catch my breath, Phin was wedging a pair of pillows under my ass. His gaze was full of heat as he braced my hips and almost lazily drove his cock into me, little shocks of pleasure zinging through me as each piercing descended into my pussy. I’d been a little afraid of taking Phin with those piercings, but apparently, I was evenmoresensitive now, and my nerves were alight at the sensation of the smooth metal.

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