Page 146 of Knot All is Forgiven

Jordan is tight around us as I finally fill her, the sounds she's making around the gag so indecent and erotic that my toes curl. I rub my hand down her spine before dragging myself out.

Rafe swears again, and I can't blame him. The combination of Jordan's wet, tight heat and the velvet drag of his cock makes me want to shoot my load off right now. But I hold back, testing what she can handle as I thrust in with more speed.

I keep my eyes on the crumbled pair of panties in her hands, knowing Icarus is watching her face for signs of distress, giving me the ability to let go and pick up speed as I pound into her.

This is nearly sensory overload for me. I didn't think thrusting my cock against Rafe's could get any better than when his hand wrapped around us, but this is next level. It's like I'm fucking them both at the same time. I lean over Jordan, and Rafe rises to meet me, capturing my lips in a filthy kiss as our Omega writhes and whines between us.

My bond with her is just a jumble of pleasure that melds with my own, and my balls tighten.

"Icarus," I grunt, "I'm not going to make it much longer here."

He leans back, crossing his arms behind his head. "By all means, I'm not going to stop you. I intended you to be in her ass so you could both knot her, but…"

"We're both going to knot her," Rafe grunts, thrusting up. I groan, eyes rolling closed. "Let me get this gag off."

The moment he does, Jordan pants and moans, whining. "Alphas!" she cries as I thrust forward. "Knots!"

"Ah, you heard the lovely Omega." Icarus chuckles and takes the gag from Rafe. "You're going to behave, aren't you, Omega?"

She grumbles, her lip curling, but dips her head. "Yes, Alpha."

He leans over Rafe, who shrinks away from the balls hanging precariously close to his face and kisses Jordan. "There's my good girl."

"Rafe," I pant as I grab Jordan's shoulders. "I'm…" I groan as he thrusts up, and the drag of his cock on mine sets me off, and my cum fills Jordan. The extra moisture has Rafe slipping and sliding against my still-hard cock, and then I feel the pulsing of his shaft as he follows my release with his own.

Jordan screams as both of our knots start to inflate, her body shaking violently as we stretch her. I reach around her hips and circle my fingers over her clit rapidly, trying to coax an orgasm out to help her relax and take our knots.

It works, and as soon as we lock into place, she shatters, her body going limp and slack against Rafe's chest. Icarus moves to the side and taps my shoulder, pushing me to sit up as much as I can without pain. I feel like I can barely breathe, the fit of two knots inside our Omega so tight it's nearly painful.

Russ undoes the ropes, his fingers moving with quiet grace as he tosses it aside. Reaching between us, he rubs her arms with both hands, bringing circulation back to her limbs. She sighs into his touch as she melts further into Rafe.

Eventually, the three of us end up on our sides, and I kiss along the curve of Jordan's neck as she drifts off to sleep.

Chapter fifty-six

Three days into herheat, Jordan is showing no signs of slowing.

But this time, I'm not on my own.

I have my packmates by my side.

None of them had ever helped an Omega through a heat, which wasn't a surprise, but this is only my second one. We're all flying sort of blind here.

Jordan has lost her Goddamn mind several times already. Once fully bonded with the guys, she devolved into this feral gremlin Omega. More than once, I have caught her sneaking up on a sleeping Alpha and just slamming herself down on our cocks.

A muffled sound draws my attention, and I crawl out of the slick-soaked pit I have fallen into, only to choke on a laugh at what I see.

Jordan is sitting on Cyrus's chest, beaming in triumph. His hands are tied tightly in front of him, and a red ball gag is wedged between his teeth. He sputters around it, eyes lit up with fury.

"Jordan!" I chastise, scrambling across the nest. "Let the Alpha go."

"Rude Daddy," she grumbles, crossing her arms.

"What did he do?"

Rafe comes in from the bathroom, rubbing his hair with a towel. "He was sleeping when she did it, don't let her fool you."

"And you let her?" I swing to look at the dark-haired Alpha.

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