Page 121 of Knot Just for Show

How wrong I was.

Once their knots had deflated enough for both Ronan and Mavren to withdraw, they collapsed—momentarily boneless puddles of sweat and heavy breathing—twice spent now and finally more than half soft for the first time in over an hour.

Ash’s tongue finds its way inside me—delving deep for Ronan’s seed, and even though I can barely keep my eyes open I let out an anguished cry for Teddy.

“Teddy, I need more—don’t leave me like this,” I sob, grinding my pussy against Ash’s face as he furiously beats his cock.

“As you wish, Princess—but let’s take this to the bedroom,” he growls, low and taut with need.

We left Mavren and Ronan—momentarily passed out asleep on the sofa in the grand salon and made our way to the nest room.

Lysander and Ash both sat—cross-legged in a drift of fluffy pillows, the pair of them waving me down—Lysander placing a satin pillow over his half-erection so that I might rest my head in his lap, he and Ash doting on me as Teddy ready’s himself between my parted thighs—using his fingers to collect slick and cum from my pussy before slathering his hard cock and his throbbing knot in the milky nectar.

“I’m sorry Ash, I’m sorry Lysander—” I look up at them blearily—my breaths high and thready with my intense desire. “I just need a knot right now—I love you both—I—” my words evaporate as Teddy presses the head of his cock inside me—his hands gripping the soft insides of my thighs as he sinks deeper.

“Don’t be sorry, Princess,” Ash soothes as I moan on Teddy’s cock. “That’s a good girl. You’re doing just what you’re supposed to—let Lysander and I do what we’re supposed to,” Ash purrs, stroking my sweaty bangs out of my forehead—his cock still tight in his grip.

Lysander—clearly enthralled by having such a front-row seat to Teddy’s first time knotting me; vaporized his scent in a nearly overwhelming cloud. I caught the usual notes of blue chamomile, lavender, and spearmint—but this time there was something else, something sweet and sticky—almost overpowering.

Suddenly, colors became brighter, and the scent of my alpha, my delta, and my theta were like a tangible feeling; a symphony of memories and sensations.

I heard Teddy, Lysander, and Ash all make small noises of wonder and I know they must all be tapping into the same experience; Lysander’s psychotropic rut scenting.

“Oh Teddy!” I heave an ecstatic sigh, Teddy’s body curves over mine as he sinks into me up to the knot—his face drawing down to mine in an intimate missionary entanglement—Ash and Lysander running their fingers through our hair; the pair of us shuddering and singing with sensation as Teddy rocks slowly and steadily against me.

“Teddy, I want you to kiss me,” I gasp, my desperation rising like a wave threatening to hurl itself upon the beach; the closeness and warmth of our bodies against one another resonating with the gentle touches of Lysander and Ronan; the pair of them intoxicated by our coupling—the erotic energy of the heat.

Teddy kisses me then—his hands holding my face—our mouths tearing at one another, teeth nipping at lips—tongues pushing past one another; frantically stealing or sharing a breath here or there as he rolls his hips down, pressing that knot against the tight ring of my muscles—my body aching for him.

“I’ve already learned so much from today,” Lysander croons—one of his hands moving from my hair to Teddy’s—down the nape of Teddy’s neck and toward his spine.

“You’ve been so impressive for your first heat, Ursula, we may have to upgrade you from princess to queen once we’ve bonded. You take a knot so well,” Ash whimpers, stroking himself as Teddy gyrates over me—stroking me hard and deep.

I moan into Teddy’s mouth at Ash’s words.

Teddy breaks this kiss—his forehead presses against mine—our eyes lock as he manages to bite out, “I want you to cum for me, Princess—can you do that?”

“Teddy please, I wanna cum—give me your knot,” I beg.

“I wanna hear you say you’re gonna cum for me, Princess,” Teddy growls again, his eyelids fluttering slightly.

“Yes, Teddy—I’m gonna cum for you, I’m gonna cum so hard on your knot—Teddy Bear,” I wail.

“Cum for me!” Teddy barks.

“I’m cumming!” I shriek

The suction of my orgasmic contractions make a surprisingly loud noise as Teddy’s knot locks inside me—the hard knob of flesh pulsing as he empties himself inside me.

Then, as I had been promised in my very first heat classes—after taking the last of my packmates knots, I was finally satiated enough succumb to much some needed sleep—Teddy still panting against me—my head in Lysander’s lap, his head resting in the place where Lysander and Ash’s knees met, seated side by side in a bank of pillows, as he too began to snore softly beside my ear.

Chapter Forty

Teddy

Though I have been an athlete for most of my life, I gotta say the last few days have seen the most intense physical exertion I've put myself through in my entire life.

Though it was only a modest three days, Ursula's heat put me through my paces. I thought I had known what to expect,considering her voracious sexual appetite, but I had been too conservative in my estimates. Whether the intensity was due to it being her first heat—or simply due to our pack’s explosive chemistry—Ursula ran us ragged.

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