Page 110 of Knot the One They Want

"You were incredible tonight," Cole says, kneeling in front of me. He takes my hands in his, his touch grounding me. "The way you handled Daria, how you charmed everyone at the gallery... You continue to amaze us."

I duck my head, unused to such open praise. But I could get used to it. "I'm just doing my job as your omega."

Asher tilts my chin up, forcing me to meet his eyes. "You're not just some trophy omega, Evie. You're our partner, our equal."

His words hit me in the best possible way. It's everything I've ever wanted to hear, everything I've been afraid to hope for.

"We know we haven't always been... the best at showing it," Damien adds, his voice tinged with regret. "But you've changed us, Evie. Made us better. As alphas, as men."

I look around at them, this pack who have chosen me, who fight for me every day. The lump in my throat grows, threatening to choke me with the intensity of my emotions.

"I don't know what to say," I whisper.

Lake sits beside me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. "You don't have to say anything, baby girl. Just let us show you how much we love you."

I nod, leaning into his embrace. The others move closer, surrounding me with their warmth and strength. In this moment, I feel utterly safe, completely cherished.

Damien kneels, gently removing my heels. His touch is reverent as he kisses his way up my ankle and calf, his fingers brushing the tops of my stockings before he pulls them down, revealing the soft flesh beneath.

I shiver as Damien's lips trail up my leg, his touch igniting sparks beneath my skin. The other alphas watch with heated gazes, their presence both comforting and thrilling.

Safe. Cherished. Loved beyond measure.

Their gazes scorch my skin as Damien slowly drags my skirt up, baring me to their hungry eyes. My skin feels too tight, charged with electricity, as they devour me with their stares.

Damien settles between my legs, his breath ghosting over my sensitive flesh. His tongue darts out, tasting me, and my hips buck off the bed. He chuckles darkly, the sound vibrating against me, sending spikes of heat through my core. Then he begins to feast, his tongue stroking and flicking with torturous slowness.

Asher kneels beside him, those talented fingers of his sliding into me. I cry out as he pushes into me, his touch firm and sure. He knows exactly how to drive me wild—how to tease and torment until I'm a quivering mess, begging for more.

The sensation of being filled, of having their mouths and hands on me, pushes me closer to the edge. I'm theirs to do with as they please, and I can't get enough.

Cole and Lake tug my dress straps down, exposing my breasts. Their mouths descend, Lake sucking gently on one peak while Cole lavishes attention on the other. Their hands mold and knead my flesh as they feast, driving me to the brink of insanity.

Hands, mouths, everywhere. I can't keep track of the sensations bombarding me. Lake's kisses trail up my neck, scattering fiery kisses along my jaw. He captures my mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing my whimpers as Damien's tongue and Asher's fingers work in tandem, pushing me closer and closer.

Cole's hands roam down my body, caressing my waist, my hips, before landing on my thighs. He urges them apart, baring me even more, exposing me to their ravenous gazes. Lake breaks the kiss, nibbling along my jaw as he watches his pack brothers pleasuring me.

"You're so beautiful when you come undone for us," Lake murmurs, his warm breath fanning over my ear. "Let go, baby girl. We've got you."

His words send me spiraling. I cry out, my body arching as I fall apart. Damien and Asher don't relent, drawing out my release, milking every last tremor. They worship me with their mouths, their hands, as the others continue to mark me with hungry bites and feverish kisses.

The aftershocks are still pulsing through me when Damien lifts his head, his eyes blazing with dark desire. I whimper at the intensity of his gaze, his hunger for me so blatant.

"I need to be inside you," he growls, reaching for his belt. "Now."

Cole steps forward, his eyes glittering with wicked intent. "That makes two of us."

I can only nod, my voice stolen by the onslaught of emotions crashing through me. Their unrestrained need for me fuels my own desire, leaving me boneless and willing.

Their eyes shine with the same fervent desire reflecting in my eyes. I can see in them that they know this need...this craving...is mutual.

"I think our omega can handle all of us," Cole growls, his eyes gleaming with challenge. "But we'll need to figure out the logistics."

A shiver runs through me at the idea of being taken by all of them at once. I'm not sure if it's physically possible, but I'm more than willing to try.

Cole wastes no time, shedding his clothes and climbing onto the bed. He pats his lap, his eyes fiery with lust. "Come here, baby girl."

I move toward him, my legs slightly trembling. Cole's strong hands slide around my waist, pulling me onto his lap. He slots his hardness against my core, making me moan at the contact.

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