Page 11 of Knots & Treats

Maddox moves in front of her, his eyes dark, his breathing heavy. He reaches for the front of his pants, unzipping. His cock is thick and hard, precum already glistening at the tip. Kisha lets out a soft whimper, her full lips parting, eager for him, and I feel her hips push back, seeking my touch.

Hunt and I watch as Maddox guides his shaft into her mouth, the head pushing past her lips, his fingers tangling in her hair, urging her on. Her eyes flutter closed, a muffled moan escaping her, her hips grinding against me, her juices soaking my pants.

I slide my fingers over her soft folds, and she shudders, her body craving more. Maddox thrusts deep, his hands gripping her hair, guiding her, controlling her, and I can see the way she lets go, her body surrendering to his rhythm, his pace.

Hunt growls, his voice thick and hungry. His fingers dig into her ass, her skin dampening, her body responding to his touch.

I push a finger inside her, feeling the tightness, the wet heat, and I can see the way her breathing changes, her body pushing into my touch, desperate for more. I add another finger, finding her spot, stroking her, at the same time brushing her clit, making her shudder.

Next to me, Hunt slides a hand between her ass-cheeks, his thick finger pushing into her puckered hole, stretching her, filling her, and her body trembles, her hips bucking, taking him deeper.

Maddox thrusts harder, rougher, his movements almost frantic, and I see the way her lips stretch around his shaft, her tongue swirling, tasting, and I can tell he won’t last much longer.

I curl my fingers, pushing deeper, finding that spot inside her, and she gasps, her body shaking, her thighs slick with juices. Maddox thrusts once more, his grip tightening, his cock hitting the back of Kisha’s throat as his release hits him. She swallows, her lips wrapping around his cockhead, sucking, drawing every last drop.

As soon as Maddox pulls out, I spin her around, pressing her against the wall of the maze. Hunt’s hand tangles in her hair, tugging her head back, exposing her neck. Maddox leans in, his teeth on her skin, nipping, biting.

I grab her hips, pulling her against me, feeling her heat, her wetness, the way her body begs for more. Hunt slides a hand over her soft belly, his palm slipping down, cupping her drenched mound. Kisha lets out a gasp, her body jerking, her hips grinding against his hand, desperate for the friction.

I slip my hand under her lacy bra, finding her nipple, pinching it, and her body tenses, her eyes squeezing shut.

Hunt pushes a finger inside her, then another, stretching her, filling her. His thumb finds her clit, rubbing slow, torturous circles, and her moans get louder, her body quivering.

I lean down, my mouth brushing her ear, my breath hot against her skin. “You gonna come for us, omega? Gonna let us feel you fall apart?”

Kisha’s response is a desperate whimper, her body rocking against Hunt, his fingers moving faster, her pussy gripping him, pulling him deeper. I can feel the tension building, her body begging to be taken over the edge.

Maddox slides a hand up her side, his fingers finding her other nipple, pulling and rolling, the pressure making her squirm. Kisha cries out, her back arching, her hips bucking against Hunt’s hand, and he keeps pushing her, his thumb working her clit, his fingers stroking her sweet spot.

“That’s it, baby,” Maddox growls, his voice a low rumble, his lips pressed to her ear. “Come for us. Let us feel you fall apart.”

Hunt’s fingers thrust deeper, his thumb pressing harder, his movements quickening, and I can feel the way her body gives in, her orgasm hitting her hard, sending her spiraling. Her cries echo through the maze, her body shuddering, her pussy clenching around Hunt’s fingers.

I can’t hold back any longer. My hand moves to the front of my pants, undoing them, freeing my cock, and I pull her hips against me, grinding my shaft against her, my precum coating her skin.

Her moans fill the air, her body still shaking, but she pushes back, eager for more. I grab her ass, spreading her cheeks, exposing her to me. She’s dripping wet, her juices pooling, and I can’t wait another second.

I press my cock against her tight opening, and she gasps, her hips bucking, urging me on. I thrust into her, and she cries out, her pussy gripping me, pulling me deeper. Grabbing her hips, my fingers dig into her flesh, and I start fucking her, my cock sliding into her, every stroke sending her closer to the edge again.

Kisha cries out, her hands scrabbling for purchase, and I can feel her muscles tightening, her body surrendering. Maddox moves in front of her, grabbing her arms, holding her steady, his voice a low growl. “You’re gonna come again, baby. You’re gonna take every inch of us. Then we’re gonna knot you. Make sure there’s no doubt who you fucking belong to.” His voice is low, feral, unhinged. That’s what our little omega does to us.

Hunt grips her hair, his other hand stroking her clit, and I can feel her losing control, her body already wrecked with pleasure, her pussy milking my cock, her juices running down her thighs.

Maddox holds her tight, his hand sliding to her throat, and her eyes roll back, her body arching into his touch.

“Come for us, omega,” Maddox growls, his voice a mix of command and pure, raw desire.

Kisha lets out a desperate whimper, her body bucking, and I feel her tighten around me, her climax washing over her, her slick dripping, her voice echoing through the maze.

I don’t stop, I can’t. My body is desperate for her, and I slam into her, my cock pulsing, my knot swelling, and the feel of her, the way she’s gripping me, is enough to send me over the edge.

I thrust deeper, my fingers digging into her hips, and I come, my seed filling her, my knot locking us together, sealing our bond.

We stay like that for a while, the four of us tangled together, the world around us quiet and peaceful. I feel Kisha’s breathing settle, her body relaxing against me. I’ve never felt better in my life.

Then she looks up at me, her eyes shining, a hint of mischief there, and she says, voice low and rough from our recent activities, “That all you got, alpha?”

Epilogue

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