Page 95 of Knot Just for Show

Without being tethered to the ground—my legs begin to float up and away from me—tilting me slightly off balance.

“Ash, Ronan—if you would be so kind?” Teddy prompts, his purr sweet and melodious as he releases my neck.

Deftly, Ash and Ronan sink another step lower in the pool; my arms finding their way around their shoulders as they keep me from rocking over one way or the other on Mavren’s lap—each of them helping my legs apart—hands beneath the hinges of my knees; Ash bowing his head to take one of my stiff nipples in his mouth, eagerly.

“Thank you, gentlemen,” Teddy rumbles, the head of his erection bobbing just above the water’s edge as he guides Lysander on toward me.

“Alright—come here, I’ll show you,” he rasps hungrily, kneeling in the water before my slick pussy—leaving space for Lysander beside him.

I let out a little whining noise as Teddy runs the hot point of his tongue up my slick lips until he finds the tender parting of my pink petals and pushes his eager tongue inside me as far as he can before running the tip up and over the pulsing bud of my clit.

My body shudders as he touches the sensitive place—the rest of my pack groaning low and needy as I writhe under their grip.

Lysander bends his head to taste me—his tongue lapping hungrily at my slick pussy, every once and again pushing against Teddy’s tongue as the two slaver over my trembling cunt.

I can’t help but cry out as the two of them press their lips together—my pulsing clit sending electric shocks through my entire body as their joined mouths create a powerful suction.

“Oh my god!” I wail, feeling Ronan and Ash tighten their grip—my muscles jerking, trying to force my legs closed.

“I’m so tight,” I whine. “Please…” I feel the muscles inside me clutch and ache—begging to be stretched, pushed, filled.

“Like this,” I hear Teddy’s voice, a low growl, then I feel his fingers slip inside me with a wet sucking sound and I let out another moan—Ronan and Ash only adding to the haze of sensation by turning their attentions to my nipples; Mavren leaning down to kiss me, pressing his tongue into my mouth.

I almost jolt off of Mavren’s lap as I feel a second pair of fingers enter me—both Teddy and Lysander’s mouths on my clit once more.

“Oh, god,” I moan again, my legs beginning to shake in Ronan and Ash’s grip—Mavren props me up a little higher to give me a better view of my pack—lavishing their attentions upon me, as I gallop toward orgasm.

“You’re doing great, Lysander—I can tell she’s close.” Ash grins—moving one of his hands below the water to cup my ass cheek—gently twitching with spasms of yet unspent pleasure.

“Fuck, boys…” I whine—my voice shaking with my gentle tremors. “I’m gonna cum,” I manage to gasp out as my body becomes racked with the intensity of my orgasm.

My cunt squeezes at Teddy and Lysander’s fingers curled inside me—their mouths greedily slurping at my flowing slick. I can hear the others breathing hard—holding me as the wave of pleasure washes over me.

It takes me a few moments to come fully back around. When I do, Lysander is looking at me with an almost feverish need.

“Now you’ve had your taste.” I stretch—rising from the water and the hands of my mates to reach for Lysander—Teddy just behind him. “What now, sweet Lysander?”

I’m surprised when his hands splash up and out of the water and clasp my face, bringing my face to his—our noses almost touching.

“I want, no—I need to be inside you,” he whimpers—pressing his cock up against me—his hips rolling into me, grinding his hardness against me with need.

“As you wish.” I kiss him on the mouth, “But this will be easier to do inside.”

I look over my shoulder to the other members of our pack.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom.”

No one has any objections—all six of us making record time drying off and hurrying into the nest.

I lay back against the mountain of pillows we’ve arranged and ask Lysander, “Are you ready?” once all of us have made our way to the sunken mattress.

Around us, Mavren and Ronan have found places next to one another—each giving the other ahelping-hand; Mavren’s dark hand gripped tightly around Ronan’s hard pink cock, Ronan’salabaster fist like a waxing moon around Mavren’s imposing length.

Ash kneels, knees spread apart—rocking back and forth off of his heels as he continues to stroke himself at pace—his free hand toying with one of his pierced nipples.

“Don’t think too much, just focus on feeling good—making her feel good too,” Teddy coaches Lysander as he grinds his cock, with its dusky purple swollen knot, against the cleft of Lysander’s ass—stroking Lysander’s no-knot monster hard and slow—pre-cum glistening on Lysander’s cock head as Teddy jerks him.

I reach for Lysander as he lurches forward—Teddy helping to guide Lysander’s throbbing erection inside me.

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