Page 26 of Knotting Before Them

“I said show us,” he demanded again.

I gulped and looked at them. Wylder was closer to the door, still dressed, his hands closed in a fist as he licked his lips.

Theo was to my right, and his eyes didn’t leave me. He worked a lump down his throat when we made eye contact.

And Noah, right in the middle, his expansive chest heaving, like he was holding himself back not to attack.

With my forefinger and middle, I opened my lower lips, my head down, still self-conscious.

“Your face, beautiful,” Wylder said. “We need to see it.”

Chin up, I looked at him, looked at them all as my forefinger traced my clit, making my leg jump a little.

“Shit,” Theo hissed.

“Theo, feed her,” Noah commanded. “Wylder, hold her in place.”

They all started to undress at the same time, and I wasn’t sure where to look anymore. Shirts gone, jeans lowered—the three of them looked gorgeous, and I couldn’t choose. Why would I?

Wylder came closer in his mission to hold me in place, and I gasped in shock when I saw the piercings down his dick.

Jacob’s ladder.

I salivated, and he chuckled, kneeling on the bed in front of me. “I’ll let you play with them soon.”

“I—” I was overwhelmed. Between three knots and a Jacob’s ladder, I was clearly in over my head.

“For now, take care of Theo,” he growled, making me turn my head to the other side where Theo was waiting, his cock brushing my lips.

Feed her.

I swallowed his cock, trying my best to satisfy him, to go all the way. Wylder played with my nipples while I sucked Theo. His warm hand pushed down my body to my pussy, where he gently and maddeningly played with my clit ever so slowly.

I bucked my hips, needing more, but he removed his hand, and I cried out around Theo’s cock.

Wylder laughed at my despair as he positioned himself behind me, my body between his open legs, his cock carving into my back.

“Are you ready, sweetheart?” Wylder whispered in my ear.

Shit, I wasn’t. Was anyone ever ready for something like this?

Theo kept driving into my mouth as Wylder held my body and lowered it down to his, and then I felt something in my core.

I couldn’t turn my head to check, but I was sure it was Noah’s cock filling me up, bit by bit.

I thrashed, wanting more, suddenly on fire, and Wylder quickly held my hips with one hand and my face with the other so I wouldn’t let Theo’s cock go.

I whimpered, drooling down my chin, as Noah slowly started to thrust into me.

“Concentrate,” Wylder told me in my ear, his hand on my chin, keeping me in place for Theo. “We need you so much. You need to take us three.”

I nodded. I needed them too. I wasn’t sure how or when it happened, but they were printed on my skin.

The mountain called for me, but it was its men who made me whole. The feelings were overwhelming, so much so that I felt lost in the sensations.

Noah fit snug inside me, Wylder whispering filthy things into my ear as Theo drove his cock into my mouth, grunting over my head.

I felt unprepared for all of this—it was overwhelming, impossible. My toes curled into the soft sheets as sweat ran down my spine. My jaw hurt, and my clit begged for release.

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