Page 28 of Knot Sharing the Ice

Mason and Jayce each take hold of one of her legs, spreading her wider for me. Their touch seems to heighten her arousal—she writhes between us, little whimpers escaping as Adder continues to kiss her deeply.

I focus my attention on her clit, circling it with my tongue before sucking gently. Ember cries out, her hips bucking against my face. I hold her steady, determined to draw out her pleasure for as long as possible.

Jayce's fingers join my mouth, slowly pushing inside her. I can feel how wet and ready she is. The thought of being inside her soon has my cock throbbing painfully. But this is about making Ember feel good, showing her how cherished she is.

As I continue licking and sucking at her clit, I gather some of her abundant slick on my fingers. Carefully, I brush them against her other entrance, gauging her reaction. She tenses slightly at first, then relaxes with a soft moan.

Encouraged, I slowly work a finger inside, stretching her gently.

"Oh god," Ember gasps, breaking away from Adder's kiss. "That feels..."

"Good?" I ask, pausing to look up at her.

She nods frantically. "Don't stop. Please don't stop."

I redouble my efforts, working my finger in time with my tongue and Jayce's thrusting digits.

Ember's cries grow louder, her body trembling.

I can tell she's close.

"Let go, sweetheart," Adder murmurs, rolling one of her nipples between his fingers. "We've got you."

With a keening wail, Ember comes apart. Her inner walls clench around our fingers as waves of pleasure wrack her body. I keep licking, drawing out her orgasm until she weakly pushes at my head.

"Too much," she pants. "I need... I need..."

"What do you need, Ember?" I ask, my voice rough with desire.

Her eyes lock onto mine, pupils blown wide with lust. "You. Inside me.Now."

A possessive growl rumbles in my chest. I surge up her body, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. She moans, tasting herself on my tongue.

"Are you sure?" I ask, even as I line myself up with her entrance.

"Yes," she breathes. "Please, Carter."

I push inside slowly, gritting my teeth against the urge to slam home. She's so tight, so hot, so perfect around me. When I'm fully seated, I have to pause, overwhelmed by sensation.

I'm buried deep inside Ember, every nerve ending in my body singing with pleasure. She feels incredible around me, hot and tight and perfect. I want to stay like this forever, joined with her, feeling her pulse around me.

But the need to move is overwhelming. I start to pull back slowly, savoring the drag of her inner walls against my cock. Ember whimpers, her hands clutching at my shoulders.

"Is this okay?" I ask, my voice strained with the effort of holding back.

She nods frantically, her eyes wide and dark with desire. "Yes, god yes. Please, Carter, I need..."

I don't let her finish, capturing her lips in a searing kiss as I thrust back in. She moans into my mouth, the vibration sending shivers down my spine.

Ember wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. The new angle has me hitting that spot deep inside her that makes her cry out with each thrust. I start slow, wanting to savor every moment, every sensation. But the heat of her body, the sweetness of her scent, the little noises she makes in the back of her throat—it's all too much.

I pick up the pace, driven by an primal need to claim, to possess. My hips snap against hers, the sound of skin on skin filling the room. Ember meets me thrust for thrust, her nails raking down my back in a delicious mix of pleasure and pain.

"Fuck, Ember," I groan, burying my face in the crook of her neck. I want to bite down, to mark her as mine, but I remember her conditions. Instead, I settle for sucking a bruise into the soft skin of her shoulder, careful to avoid her scent glands.

I can feel my knot starting to swell, catching on her entrance with each thrust. The added friction is maddening, sending sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine. I'm close, so close, but I want—need—to feel Ember come apart around me first.

Slipping a hand between us, I find her clit, circling it with my thumb in time with my thrusts. Ember keens, her back arching off the nest. The others are watching us, a pack of hungry wolves longing to devour, and I know I can't have her all to myself.

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