Page 137 of Knot All is Forgiven

"When you go into heat properly, peaches, I'm not going to wait to sink my teeth into your pretty little neck. Everyone is going to see my claim on you." I slow my movements and lean forward, ghosting my lips over her ear. "I can't wait to see you wearing nothing but this pack's bites and cum."

I bury myself deep in her, and she screams, tightening around me as her orgasm rips through her body. I keep moving, nearly losing myself in how she flutters and clenches around me, but I know she's not nearly done yet. Her skin is still hot under my hands, and I'm not going to embarrass myself by knotting her before giving her a few more orgasms to help satisfy this heat flare.

The door to the nest opens loudly, attracting my attention. I jerk my head up and am shocked to see Rafe standing there, wearing nothing but a pair of black linen pants, his arms crossedover his built chest. He licks his lips as we lock eyes over Jordan's body.

I can't tell if the lust pouring off him in waves is for Jordan or me.

She spots him and whines, reaching out with little grabby hands to get him to come in. He chuckles darkly as he moves slowly towards us before dropping beside Jordan's head, which is plastered on the mattress.

"Hey, Jordy," he says softly. "Are you enjoying yourself with Simon?" She whines, nodding against the linens as he strokes her face. "He is really good at it, huh? That thick cock of his stretching you so good?"

My pace stutters momentarily, and I look away, a flush no doubt apparent on my face.

"I'm going to help him out. How does that sound?" Rafe's voice is thick with promise, and Jordan nods rapidly, incoherently babbling affirmations. He kisses her softly, so fucking softly, before dropping to his back and pushing her body to make room to wedge himself under her in the tight space between her body and the mattress.

I can tell the moment his tongue hits her clit because she tightens around me, and I swear quietly at the increased pressure. He licks and slurps at her, the sound obscene when combined with the slapping of my flesh against Jordan's.

There is no telling how long we work our girl over, wrenching pleasure out of her together like we've done this a million times. When she explodes on Rafe's tongue, I stutter, my cock slipping out when she throws herself forward onto the nest.

Before I can sheathe myself in her again, I shudder at the unmistakable sensation of a tongue dragging across my head before flicking my ring.

My breath catches in my throat, and I yank backward, looking down at Rafe's face, a smug grin of satisfaction stretching acrossit. He slides two fingers into Jordan as she rests splayed on top of him, gently massaging inside her. Without breaking eye contact, he licks me again.

My control snaps.

His throat is in my hand before I can blink, my fingers wrapping up around his jaw to pry his mouth open as I lord over him. "You're a fucking tease, Rafe. I thought I could hold back, but you're determined to break through my walls, aren't you?" I spit in his open mouth before tapping him roughly on the cheek. "Double tap if you need me to stop," I growl. "Because this will not be gentle."

"That's what I was hoping you'd say." His words are slurred with arousal, but I'm not in the mood to talk right now. We did plenty of it in the hospital. I pull Jordan up higher on her knees, pushing her to drape her body over his. I position my body over Rafe's face before burying my face in Jordan's cunt and driving my cock into Rafe's throat.

He gags and sputters around me, but he doesn't tap out, instead keeping his fingers inside Jordan as I lick and suck around them. She peers behind her, and I can tell the moment she realizes just where my cock went because she moans loudly and slick coats my face.

Rafe swallows around my cock. His head tilts back against the mattress, and his throat massages my length as I whip my hips brutally into his mouth.

We didn't fuck that many times, but when we did, Rafe and I traded off on who topped. But this, right here? Me using his face with the taste of our girl on my tongue?

This feels right.

I wonder if he came here tonight with this as his goal or if this is a lucky bonus.

Jordan adjusts herself to take Rafe's swollen, dripping dick in her mouth, and we become this awkward mess of people tryingto please one another all at once. It's not a comfortable or intuitive position, but we are so gone to pleasure and stimulation that we hardly notice.

The moment my mouth and Rafe's fingers become not enough for Jordan is evident because she growls and rolls off of us, laying on her back and spreading her legs, planting her feet on the soft surface of the nest. She inches her feet farther apart, her glistening cunt on display, before she plunges three fingers inside herself. A growl rattles in my chest, and I yank my cock from Rafe's hot mouth before balancing myself over my whimpering Omega.

"Are you ready for my knot, Omega?" My voice is rougher than usual, the feral Alpha within me teetering on the edge of a rut.

She reaches forward, clawing at my arms as she tries to pull me on top of her. "Please, Alpha, please. I need it."

"I'll never make you beg, Jordan," I whisper as I push myself inside of her.

Between the two of them, I'm wound so tightly that I'm close to exploding, tingling running up my spine and tightening my balls as I piston into her. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Rafe fisting his cock lazily as he watches us. I struggle to look away from the way his hand wraps around his swollen tip with every pass. Jordan squeezes me with her thighs, and I groan, pinching her clit.

As she twitches and thrashes underneath me, the sounds of her pleasure and release echo around the room. When my eyes meet Rafe's, he grins wickedly and mouths, "Come," and fucking help me, I do. I explode, emptying myself within Jordan and locking her on my swelling knot.

His tongue drags across his bottom lip, and his eyes darken as he stands and walks over to me. He taps my chin with his swollen head, and reflexively, my mouth drops open. "Stop me now," he grunts, his hand picking up speed as he strokes himself.

Maybe I should stop him.

But I am tired of holding back.

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