Page 19 of Knotty Pumpkin

“It’s amazing,” Saylor says softly, her voice thick with emotion. “And no ones used it before?”

“No other omega has ever set foot in this space, Pumpkin. You’re the first we both feel connected to, that we can see becoming a part of our pack.”

She swallows audibly, tears glistening in her eyes as she frantically tries to blink them away, her pumpkin spice scent filling the space.

Gods, I hope it permeates every inch of the room.

“It’s too much,” she says, as Noah enters the room behind us. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he kisses her shoulder and nuzzles her neck, scent marking her before placing a soft kiss there. My cock thickens as I watch them.

“It’s not. We’ve been waiting for you for a long time, Saylor. It’s yours, if you want it.”

She turns in his arms, locking her arms around his neck, kissing him deeply, her perfume thickening the air. Fuckkkk, I definitely need more of this.

“I want it,” she whispers as she pulls back extending a hand towards me. I step forward taking it as she continues. “I want both of you.”

Pulling her into me, I press a kiss to her forehead. Her skin blazes against my lips. Our omegas heat could start any minute, and as much as I want to dive right in, our sassy little omega needs to rest. She’s had a big day—the dark circles under her eyes showing exactly how exhausted she is.

“We want you too, Pumpkin. And we’ll be there every step of the way. First step is sleep.”

The cutest little whine comes from her as I lead her towards the bed and Noah chuckles.

“Do you want us to stay while you rest?” he asks.

She nods, a sultry smile crossing her features as we reach the foot of the giant ass bed. Saylor drops her robe, revealingher naked body. Only the tiniest bit of lace covers her pussy, the rest of her completely bare.

My throat dries out as I groan, bringing my fist to my mouth as I bite down on my knuckles. Her scent is driving me crazy. A little taste won’t hurt? We can rest after one round, right?

As if reading my mind, Noah grabs a blanket from the shelves and pulls Saylor down onto the bed, laying it over her. She pouts as he pulls her to him, her head resting on his chest. Grinning, I flick the switch on the nearby wall turning off the lights and climb in on the other side of her, wrapping an arm over her waist, my hand resting on Noah’s toned abs.

Fuck, this feels so right. The three of us together.

Saylor wiggles between us, her ass pressing against my rock-hard cock.

“Sleep, Omega.” Noah barks, the command and authority in his voice ringing through the room. She stops wiggling and closes her eyes, submitting to his command.

It doesn’t take long for her to drift off, the sound of her breathing evening out and her body relaxing against us.

“We should get some rest, too,” I whisper to Noah, pushing up on my elbow in the moonlight. “The next few days will be a lot. And not just physically.”

“I know. I’m already falling for her. One date and I already want to claim her.”

“Yeah. We need to be careful, Noah. She’s been through so much, some of it I can only guess at. The boundaries are clear, we stick to them, and if either of us starts to rut, the other needs to take charge and make sure we don’t bond her. Not yet.”

“I don’t think I could ever hurt her like that,” he mutters, brushing a loose strand of her from her face.

“Me either,” I agree. Leaning over where Saylor sleeps between us, I press my lips to his, soaking in the feel of both of them next to me as our scents mix in the air.

For the moment, everything feels perfect. Like we’re right where we’re supposed to be.

Movement beside me rouses me from sleep and I groan, rolling onto my back as my eyes flutter open. I blink against the soft morning light, taking a second to realise I’m not in the master room I share with Noah, but am still in the nest.

A heated body presses against mine as Saylor twists from her space between Noah and I. She throws off the blanket, stirring the air in the room and highlighting just how thick her pumpkin spice scent has become.

She nuzzles into my neck, inhaling deeply and moaning as she writhes against me. My cock instantly hardens, standing to attention as her hands find the hem of my shirt and slide underneath it, exploring my chest and stomach.

“Mmmm, so toasty. Want to taste.”

Yeah, our sassy pumpkin has definitely started her heat.

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