Page 23 of Knotty Pumpkin

Ass balanced on the edge of the bed where I kneel, legs spread wide, her beautiful brown eyes are closed. Her pink pouty lips are parted in a small o as she tries to catch her breath. Our omega is spent, the last few days catching up to her, and to us. It feels like things are winding down and as much as I don’t want this time with her to end, we all need to rest and recover before we figure out our next steps forward.

There’s no doubt in my mind that Corey and I will be asking Saylor to pack with us. We talked about it while she napped yesterday. She’s our scent match and we aren’t prepared to let her go. But first we need to see her through this heat, and then deal with that asshole, Luke.

The door clicks open, and Corey returns to the room with an arm full of vitamin water to replenish the mini fridge. He’s been so thoughtful, keeping our omega fed and hydrated during this time. It makes me love him more than I already did—something I didn’t know was possible.

His blonde curls bounce around his cheeks as he climbs up onto the bed, kneeling beside Saylor’s head, unscrewing a bottle lid and lifting her head to take a few sips.

She gulps some of the strawberry lemonade bottle down—we’ve quickly learnt this is her favourite, and less of a battle to get her to drink— before pulling away and shaking her head.

“No more. Knot me, please. I need—ahhh.”

Without wasting a moment or letting her beg for long, I push to my feet, my hands gripping her thighs and lining our bodies up so I can thrust my hard cock into her swollen pussy. Corey’s gaze locks with mine and he grins, putting the cap back on the drink and letting it roll away from us, before leaning over Saylor and kissing her deeply while I start to rock inside her.

I watch as Corey fondles our omega, teasing her nipples into hard peaks and sucking them into his mouth. His cock hardens, the tip shining with his arousal and I lick my lips, suddenly needing to taste his cum on my tongue too.

“Corey,” I bark. He instantly lifts his head, turning to me, his green eyes burning with need and anticipation. We might both be alphas, but he’s always had a level of submission I appreciate. “Kneel in front of me, I want you in my mouth. Saylor, touch him, whatever you’re comfortable with, he likes it all.”

He scrambles forward with no hesitation, his thick cock standing to attention in front of him as he looks over his shoulder at Saylor and winks.

“Finger fuck me, Pumpkin,” he says with a growl, and she moans, her pussy fluttering around my cock. Clearly, she likes that idea.

Leaning down a little, I take him into my mouth, twirling my tongue around the tip while thrusting harder into our omega. Corey groans, his body jerking into mine as she cups his balls, her fingers brushing my chin as she does.

It takes me a minute, but I find my rhythm, thrusting and taking Corey down my throat, before pulling back. Saylor’s fingers no longer brush my chin, but instead I feel them brush my forming knot as she circles her clit, gathering her slick before her hand disappears again.

“Fuckkkk, that’s it Pumpkin, push in a little harder. Oh god…” Corey let’s out a guttural moan that goes straight to my cock, his body tensing and relaxing as he takes her fingers.

His roasted marshmallow taste coats my tongue, and I know he’s close to coming, my own body building to a crescendo as the three of us move together in this heady little bubble of paradise.

Fuck, I’ve never been so happy, so content.

Corey grunts, stiffening for a moment before his release seizes him. Hot, thick ropes of cum hit the back of mythroat and I resist the urge to swallow, holding it in my mouth and relishing the taste of him.

Saylor’s moans increase, screaming her pleasure as her body begins to tighten. Her hands grip the sheets as Corey pulls away, slumping to the side as I increase my pace, fucking her harder and harder. At the same time, I lean down, pressing my lips to hers.

She gasps, parting her lips for me and I let his juices dribble into her mouth, slowly filling it. Saylor takes it all, only closing her mouth when we’ve shared the very last drop

“Good girl,” I purr, my knot swelling. Saylor swallows, her throat working as her entire body goes rigid, another orgasm ripping through her. Her back arches as my own release chases on her heels and I thrust in, deep and hard, pushing my knot inside her past the resistance until we’re locked together once more.

Saylor shudders through the last of her pleasure, her body slowly relaxing. Corey helps us shuffle up the bed, twisting Saylor to her side, and crawling in behind her so that we can lay together while my knot slowly deflates.

“Thank you. Both of you,” she mutters softly, nuzzling into my chest as Corey’s arm wraps around her waist.

“What for, Pumpkin?” he asks her.

“For being a safe place. For giving me the best heat ever. And…” she yawns heavily before continuing. “Just for existing. Now I know what I’ve been missing, what being a pack means.”

“You’re welcome, Pumpkin,” we say in unison.

We lay quietly for a few moments, Corey and I both staring in awe at this magical creature who has become such a huge part of our life seemingly overnight.

What would have happened if I hadn’t met Corey after his shift, if we hadn’t taken the alley home that night? Where would we all be now?

Who knows what would have happened to Saylor if we hadn’t scared off Luke that night. She’d have been completely vulnerable to him.

Holding her closer I try to push those thoughts aside. He will never be a danger to her again, I won’t allow it.

Chapter Fifteen

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