Page 80 of Knot the One They Want

He straightens, his eyes locking with mine, burning with an intensity that steals my breath. Slowly, he lowers himself, hovering over me, his shoulders bracketing my head. His fingers tangle in my hair, and he tugs gently, baring my neck in a possessive move that sends a rush of heat through me, making the coolness of the collar more noticeable in contrast. His lips graze my sensitive skin, placing soft, tantalizing kisses along my throat.

I arch my neck, granting him better access, a silent plea for more. His hands tighten in my hair, holding me in place as hecontinues his slow assault, his lips moving lower, toward the pulse beating frantically in my neck.

"Lake," I breathe, my voice little more than a strangled whisper. I'm not sure what I'm asking for, but he seems to understand. He lifts his head, his eyes searching mine, his thumb brushing my swollen lower lip.

"We're going to give you what you need," he promises, his voice a silken murmur. "But first, I want to taste you."

My breath hitches as he gently pushes my legs apart, a movement that sends a rush of heat through me. I'm keenly aware of the other alphas' eyes on us, as they seem to be waiting for Lake to make the first move.

As if sensing my hesitation, Cole growls low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my side where he lies, his arms tightening around me possessively.

"Relax, angel," he says, his warm breath fanning my ear. "He won't hurt you. Just feel."

Lake kisses the sensitive skin on the inside of my thigh, right where my pulse is throbbing. My body jolts at the contact, and I bite my lip to muffle a whimper. The sound seems to spur him on, and he nuzzles deeper, his lips leaving a trail of fire as he moves higher. His fingers gently part my folds, baring me open to his hungry gaze. I can feel the heat of his breath now, fanning the wetness between my legs.

Then, without warning, he closes his mouth over my center, his tongue delving deep. My hips buck off the bed, a strangled cry escaping my throat as a lightning bolt shoots through me. He holds me firmly in place, his strong hands anchoring me to the mattress as he feasts, his tongue swirling and flicking with expertise. My body bows, a moan ripping from my throat as the pressure builds.

Lake devours me hungrily, his fingers digging into my thighs as if he's afraid I'll try to escape. But I'm not going anywhere.I'm mesmerized by the ecstasy coiling tighter and tighter inside me, my senses overwhelmed by the feel of his mouth on me, the sound of his muffled groans, and the heady scent of my arousal filling the air.

"Arch your back for him, angel." Cole's voice is low, but it's an alpha's command. I oblige, the chance to obey satisfying an omega impulse buried deep within me, my spine curving as Lake suckles at my core, sending ribbons of heat spiraling through me. Asher strokes my hair, nuzzling my throat, and being touched by the three of them at once is dizzying.

My chest rises and falls, the sheet a balmy cocoon, as Lake's tongue teases and tastes, sparking sensations that shoot straight to my nipples, making them ache and pebble. I can't help but moan, the sound caught between a sob and a plea.

I'm laid bare, utterly vulnerable, splayed out before them. The cool metal of the collar around my neck feels like a brand, marking me as theirs. Their eyes, heavy-lidded with hunger, rake over my body, drinking in my display.

Cole's hand skims up my waist, his touch searing, as he leans over, capturing one nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He strokes slowly, his gaze fixed on my face, watching my reactions with intense focus. His touch is firm but careful, aware of my sensitivity. He teases with purpose, each flick of his thumb sending shocks straight to my core where Lake is relentless in his attention.

Asher hovers above, a vision of grace, his eyes lit up with desire as they dart between his bond brothers and me. In a swift movement, he covers my mouth with his own, swallowing my moans with a kiss, hungrily diverting my attention from Cole. His tongue slides against mine, hot and urgent, a stark contrast to the slow burn Cole and Lake are subjecting my body to. His hand joins Cole's, gliding up my torso to cup my other breast.His thumb and fingers pinch and tug, coaxing every nerve ending to life.

With each sweep of Lake's tongue, every skillful stroke of his mouth, my hips lift from the bed, seeking more. My body coils tighter, a bonfire raging in my veins, yearning for release. I squirm, but Cole and Asher hold me down, not allowing me to escape the onslaught. Their hands brand me, staking their claim, and their whispered words of encouragement spur me on, fanning the flames higher. I'm helpless, ensnared by them, but I don't want to escape.

I can't take it anymore. It feels too good. But Lake's hands pin my hips down and his tongue delves into me even more ruthlessly, lapping at the waves of my orgasm.

Then, just as I'm sure I’m going to pass out, Lake relents, kissing a path up my body until his lips find mine. I taste myself on his mouth, a heady aroma that blends with the musk of his arousal. My tongue tangles with his, my hunger matching his as I plunge into the kiss, seeking the connection that makes my soul sing.

He breaks away and I whimper at the loss, my hands clutching at his arms, needing to hold onto something solid as the world spins.

"Shh, sweetheart," Lake whispers, his voice hoarse as he nuzzles my neck, placing soft kisses along my jaw. "We're just getting started."

I whimper again, only this time, it's a plea for more. Lake chuckles, the vibrations rippling through me, and then his mouth closes over one tight bud, sucking gently. My hands tangle in his hair, holding him to me, wanting to keep him there, relishing in the feel of his soft hair between my fingers.

Cole's fingers dance down my torso, mapping the contours of my body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. His hand keeps drifting, over my stomach and down to the soft patch of curlsguarding the heat Lake just explored with his mouth. Cole dips two fingers into me, deep into the well of my arousal, and I'm almost embarrassed by how wet I am for them. At least until he brings his fingers to his lips and sucks them dry, his eyes fluttering closed and a low growl rumbling from his throat as he tastes me.

"She's sweet, isn't she?" Lake pants, his eyes hooded with lust.

His brother nods, still cleaning off his fingers like he doesn't want to waste a single drop.

Asher resumes his assault on my mouth, his tongue dueling with mine as his hands roam possessively across my body. Their touches overlap, blending and contrasting, each man offering his own brand of ecstasy.

The scent of their arousal fills the room, mingling with the sweet aroma of my growing need. My body is alive, every nerve ending awakened, my skin buzzing, awaiting the next touch, the next kiss, the next breathless moment.

Then, just as I'm about to shatter, Lake eases back, his eyes burning with molten desire. "Not yet, angel," he murmurs, his thumb brushing my lip. "We're going to take you higher."

I whimper, torn between frustration and want. But they know what they're doing. Each tormenting touch is designed to push me further, to build a crescendo that will utterly wreck me.

And I'm theirs to command.

My breath hitches as Cole's powerful hands grip my hips, rolling me onto my stomach. The mattress dips as he settles behind me, his warmth enveloping me. I feel his hard length pressing against my thigh, and I bite my lip, my body trembling.

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