Page 145 of Knot All is Forgiven

My vision whites out as the bite pushes me to completion, and then all I feel is her. Bubbling through my veins like a bellini at brunch, Jordan's adoration sweeps around my soul, and I gasp as tears fill my eyes.

There is a sense of completion. Of absolute rightness.

My knot inflates, and I hold her close to me, licking and sucking against her neck as she sighs softly. "Pack," she whispers, eyes darting around the nest. The other three move closer to us from the edges of the nest, where they were giving us space, and each place a hand on her. She melts under our touches, eyes drifting closed.

"My pack. Mine."

"Up," Icarus shouts as something soft hits me in the face. I startle, jackknifing awake and looking around for the emergency.

But I don't find an emergency.

I find Jordan kneeling in the middle of the nest, her arms tied behind her back in beautiful, intricate knots, a metal gag holding her mouth open, and her brow lowered in a scowl.

Icarus paces in front of her, a pillow in his hands. That's when I see the one lying next to me that he must've hit me in the face with. He throws the one he's holding at Rafe.

"You too," he barks. Rafe groans and rolls over until he's kneeling, blinking bleary eyes at our pack lead.

"What? I just knotted her," he whines.

"That was two hours ago, and she's needy again." He grabs our Omega's hair and tilts her head back. "Aren't you, Omega? Isn't that why you were so mean to your Alpha?"

"What'd she do?" I ask, moving to stand next to the naked Alpha.

He shakes his head, tsking. "Cyrus was knotted in her, and she tried to pull off to get to me, hurting him in the process." He gestures behind me, and I see Cyrus wincing, holding an ice pack to his brutalized knot. "So since she was so eager to get to a knot, I think we should give her several. Maybe that will calm the feral little thing."

She whines, rubbing her thighs together, and I can smell her creamy peach pheromones in the air. I kneel in front of her, tracing my finger around the gag. "Why's she gagged?" I ask without looking away from her.

Our bite marks glisten on her pretty pink flesh as Icarus traces fingers down her neck. "She was being a brat. This is what she wears when she's a brat." He says it so matter-of-factly, like this is just something that happens all the time.

"So why are we awake?" When I gesture at Rafe, I see he's slumped over and asleep again. Icarus follows my gaze and tosses another pillow at the Alpha.

"Because you two are going to knot her at the same time." That gets Rafe's attention, and he's on his feet, moving to stand beside me.

Drool drips around Jordan's gag, and she throws her head back as she whimpers around the metal. Rafe's eyes meet mine, and he grins wickedly. "Oh, I think we can manage that, can't we, Slime?" He palms the back of my neck, crashing his lips to mine.

When we part, Icarus nods at Rafe. "Lay on your back, right there." He does, propping himself up on a couple of pillows. Icarus grabs Jordan on the outside of each arm, lifting her easily in her bound state.

"Why is she holding a pair of panties?" I ask as Icarus positions her on top of Rafe.

"So she can drop them if she needs to safeword."

Things like that are why Icarus is the pack lead. I'm not sure if that idea would've come to me.

Rafe's hard cock disappears inside Jordan, and he throws his head back in pleasure. Icarus gently pushes Jordan's back until she's lying flat on our packmate before waving me over.

"Grab some slick," he says. I don't mind his direction, even though I'm pretty sure I could figure this out alone. I push a few fingers inside our needy Omega, stroking the side of Rafe's cock while I'm at it. He swears and punches his hips up.

As I coat my cock with her slick, pumping slowly, I can't take my eyes on where he moves inside Jordan.

"When you're ready, take her ass. I'll keep an eye on her face to ensure she's not hurt," Icarus tells me, patting me on my back.

But I don't want her ass.

I spread my legs, straddling Rafe's thighs, and drag the tip of my cock along where the two of them are joined. She shudders, pushing her ass towards me in desire.

"Breathe for me, peaches," I whisper, notching my cock against Rafe's. I move torturously slow as I push in alongside Rafe.

"Fuck, Simon," he moans, struggling to keep himself still. "Your ring, oh my god."

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