Page 71 of Knot So Sweet

"That’s more like it," he hissed, his voice dripping with satisfaction as Viper’s fingers found my clit again, working me into a frenzy. His hips jolted upwards as his cock stroked my fire higher. The punishing rhythm sent sharp, electric jolts of pleasure through me, so intense my vision blurred.

"Ghost… I can’t—ahh!" My voice trembled as the overwhelming pleasure tore through me. My body was trembling, spiraling, and I could feel Viper getting close—his thrusts faster, harder, his grip on my hips almost bruising.

"Fuck, baby… you feel so good," Viper growled, his words low and strained. His hips snapped against me, driving deeper, the rhythm becoming frantic as he chased the release we were both teetering on the edge of.

"Come for me. Just a little more…"

I was so close, my body on fire, but Ghost’s grip tightened around my throat, keeping me tethered, keeping me from falling completely.

I whimpered, desperate. "Please… I need it. I want to be your good girl, please…" The words spilled out in a breathless rush as my hips moved on their own, seeking the release Ghost was holding just out of reach.

Ghost’s growl vibrated against my back, and his dominance dripped through every word. "You want to come, princess?" His breath was hot against my ear. "Then fucking come."

The power of his command shattered the last bit of control I had, sending me crashing over the edge. My orgasm tore through me, and I screamed both their names as the intense waves of pleasure ripped through every nerve, my body clenching around Viper.

Viper groaned, his rhythm faltering as my release pulled him with me. His hips snapped forward one last time, burying himself deep inside me as he came, his cock throbbing as he spilled into me.

"Fuck… baby… that’s it," he growled, his voice rough as his body pulsed against mine, filling me with every last drop.

My body trembled, utterly spent, but Ghost wasn’t done.

His lips grazed my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. "Now, princess," he growled, his grip on my throat tightening just enough to make me gasp. "If you want my cock, you’re going to have to earn it."

I whimpered, my body still trembling from the aftershocks, but the challenge in his voice sparked something deep inside me. Before I could respond, Ghost’s hand slid from my throat, his grip easing, and he looked at Viper.

"Take her upstairs," Ghost commanded. "She’s not done yet."

Chapter 31

Candi

When we reached thetop of the staircase, Viper paused, glancing down at me. His breath steady as if carrying my curvy frame was as light as a feather. I leaned back,looking up into those endless pits of black. They bore into mine with an intensity that stole the breath from my lungs.

"Are you ready to see your nest?" His voice was softer now, suggesting this moment mattered to him.

My heart swelled at the thoughtfulness behind it. I'd never had someone make me a nest before, and suddenly, I found myself nervous about what he had created for me.

Viper's gaze never left mine, and in that moment, I knew he was waiting for me to give him permission—a silent reminder that I was still in control.

Finally, I nodded, my throat too dry to form words.

A wicked smile tugged at Viper’s lips as he carried me into the room. The dim light inside cast soft shadows on the walls, wrapping the space in a velvety glow.

My heart fluttered as my eyes landed on the bed in the center of the room. It was everything I had imagined and more—plush blankets in deep shades of crimson and black, pillows arranged in soft layers, and the kind of luxurious bedding that begged to be touched.

Viper set me gently on the edge of the bed. My heart pounded as I sank into the decadent softness. My omega purred happily, instincts telling me this was where I belonged.

"Do you like it?"

My fingers ran over the satin sheets, the cool fabric heightening the warmth spreading through my core.

"It’s beautiful, Viper." The words came out breathless, as if I’d been holding them in for far too long. I took in the flickering candlelight and the lace and leather details scattered across the room. It was the perfect blend of softness and edge—a nest made just for me.

It was perfect.

His eyes glittered with pride, that signature cocky smirk creeping onto his lips. He leaned down, brushing his knucklesalong my cheek. The simple touch sent shivers down my spine, every nerve in my body alight.

Ghost stalked toward the bed. When he reached the edge, he glanced down at me with a lazy grin. "You ready for this, princess?" His tone was low and hypnotic.

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