Page 74 of Knot So Sweet

My hands clutched at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as the kiss deepened, igniting a fire that consumed me from the inside out.

Behind me, Viper shifted, his hand moving from my hip to slide over the globes of my ass before they slithered between my legs, his fingers brushing against my slickness.

YESSS.

The unexpected touch sent a shock of pleasure shooting through me, and I cried out, breaking the kiss with Ghost as I gasped for air.

But Ghost was having none of that.

He growled, yanking me back to his lips. His teeth clashed with mine, and he bit down on my lower lip with a hunger so primal, so demanding, that pleasure crashed over me in waves.

I was blinded by it.

I screamed as Viper’s fingers entered me, my pussy clamping down around his digits greedily, welcoming his intrusion. But I wished it was his cock again. Stretching me.

I broke away from Ghost’s lips, my head falling back against Viper’s shoulder as Ghost leaned forward on his good elbow, capturing my nipple in his hot mouth.

Viper removed his fingers from between us, snaking his hand around my front and finding my clit as I melted into his chest. My body trembled under their combined touch.

It was dizzying.

My body hummed, tension rebuilding, tightening like a coiled spring, ready to snap at any moment.

Not enough.

"Please," I whimpered, my voice barely audible, desperation spilling from my lips like a prayer. "I need—"

Ghost chuckled, his breath icy against my wet flesh. "What do you need, princess?" His voice dripped with wickedness as he showed my other nipple just as much attention.

"Ugh!" I cried.

Viper’s fingers pressed harder, stroking me in slow, deliberate circles that made my thighs shake, his opposite hand sliding down my neck, tracing the line of my throat possessively.

I couldn’t control the sounds slipping from my mouth. Each gasp. Each moan was a sign of how close I was to unraveling. Between Viper's fingers playing my body like a violin and Ghost's hot mouth with the scrapes of his beard on my heated flesh, I was seconds from crashing over the edge. Again. I forced myself not to let go.

Not yet.

I let my eyes fall closed, feeling my body coil tighter, teetering on the edge of ecstasy. The heat from Ghost’s mouth, coupled with every flick of Viper's fingers over my clit was a symphony of pleasure so close to cascading me over the edge.

Sweet tension coiled in my belly. I squirmed beneath their attention, desperate for more friction.

Viper's free hand found my collar, anchoring me against his chest. His skin stuck to my slick flesh.

"Just one more," he whispered, his breath warm against my ear, "and I’ll give you my knot, sweetheart."

Ghost released my aching breasts, and I cracked my eyes open, my gaze dropping to where Viper’s fingers disappeared between my thighs. Ghost’s tattooed fingers glided along myskin, tracing the serpent ink winding down my stomach before sliding between my folds, past Viper’s methodical strokes, filling my dripping cunt.

I glanced down, watching their hands disappear from view, captivated by the way Ghost’s forearm, rippling with ink, moved faster, finding that sweet spot deep inside me that sent me spiraling into bliss.

"Don’t fight us, princess. Let go," Ghost urged.

With those words, I surrendered, the tension finally snapping as I was swept away in waves of ecstasy. I screamed again, my throat hoarse from the pleasure crashing over me.

My body convulsed, pleasure flooding my senses, each cry mingling with their growls of approval. But even as I fell apart, a part of me knew it was still not enough.

Still, I craved more.

"Such a goodfuckinggirl," Viper groaned, his voice rough and filled with satisfaction.

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