Page 30 of Knot Sharing the Ice

But Ember shakes her head, determination replacing the brief flicker of doubt. "No, I want this," she says. "Please, both of you. Just fuck me."

A growl rumbles in my chest at her words, primal and possessive. I capture her lips in another searing kiss as Adder begins to prepare her, his fingers slick with lube as he works her open.

I feel the moment Adder starts to push in, Ember's body going rigid in my arms. I break the kiss, pressing my forehead to hers. "Breathe, sweetheart," I murmur. "We've got you. Just relax."

She nods, taking a shaky breath. I can see the mix of pleasure and discomfort on her face as Adder eases in, inch by torturous inch. The added tightness around my cock is maddening, but I force myself to stay still, to let Ember adjust.

"You're doing so well," I praise, peppering her face with soft kisses. "Taking two alphas at once. You're amazing, Ember."

A breathy moan escapes her as Adder bottoms out. For a moment, we're all still, connected in the most intimate way possible. I can feel Adder's cock through the thin wall separating us, can feel the way Ember's inner muscles flutter and clench around us both.

"Move," Ember gasps after what feels like an eternity. "Please, I need you to move."

We start slow, finding a rhythm that works for all of us. Adder pulls out as I thrust in, never leaving Ember empty. The dual sensations seem to overwhelm her—she clings to me, her face buried in my neck as she lets out a stream of breathless moans and whimpers.

As we pick up the pace, I'm struck by how perfectly Ember fits with us. It's like she was made for this, for us. The way her body responds to our touch, the way she takes us both sobeautifully... it's more than just physical compatibility. It feels right in a way I can't fully explain.

I want to tell her. I want her to know that this isn't just about the heat, that she belongs with us. But I remember her conditions, her insistence that this doesn't mean anything beyond the moment. So I bite my tongue, channeling all my emotions into making her feel good.

Jayce and Carter join us, their hands roaming over every inch of Ember's skin they can reach. Jayce latches onto one of her nipples, sucking and teasing the sensitive bud. Carter's fingers find her clit, circling the swollen bud in time with our thrusts.

The combined sensations prove too much for Ember. With a keening cry, she comes apart in our arms, her inner walls clenching around us in rhythmic pulses. The tight heat of her orgasm triggers my own release, and I bury myself deep inside her as my knot swells.

"Think you can take my knot, too, gorgeous?" Adder asks, his voice strained and throaty, desperate in a way I've never heard it before.

"Yes," she gasps without hesitation, still breathless from her climax.

That's all the invitation he needs. I feel Ember's hands grasp my shoulders tight, bracing herself as the other alpha's knot sinks into her tight hole. She cries out, but the sound is pure pleasure and a little surprise. I stroke her through it as the pressure of Adder's knot inside her ass makes her pussy feel even more impossibly tight. It's almost torture to my recently spent cock, still pulsing streams of my seed into her.

The pressure makes her come all over again with a scream of pure pleasure. Adder follows moments later, his groan of completion muffled against Ember's shoulder.

"Good girl," he purrs, digging his fingers into her hair even as his hips jerk into her, releasing his seed. "Such a good girl for us."

My hand drifts down to her usually flat but soft stomach, stroking over the velvety smooth skin. It's actually swollen from being filled by both our knots, and so much come I feel it trickling down between her legs, onto my lap.

Fuck, that's the hottest thing I've ever seen.

We stay like that, locked together, as aftershocks of ecstasy ripple through us.

As we come down from our high, I cradle Ember close, pressing soft kisses to her sweat-dampened hair. She's trembling slightly, overwhelmed by the intensity of it all. I want to tell her how amazing she is, how perfect, but I'm not sure she's ready to hear it.

So instead, I settle for murmuring praise against her skin. "You did so well, sweetheart. Taking us both like that. You're incredible."

She hums contentedly, nuzzling closer.

The omega in her is clearly satisfied, at least for the moment. But I know this is just a temporary reprieve. Her heat is far from over, and we have a long night ahead of us.

As my knot slowly deflates, I can't help but wonder what will happen when this is all over.

Will Ember stick to her conditions?

Will she walk away from us, pretending this never happened?

The thought makes my chest ache in a way I'm not prepared for.

I've never been one for commitment. None of us have, really. Our lifestyle, our careers... they don't exactly lend themselves to long-term relationships.

But something about Ember feels different.

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