Page 70 of Knot Happening

“I understand.” I don’t sound confident or sure. I’m breathless and practically gasping with need. “If I say stop or no?”

“Unless you say Broken, he won’t stop. Declan will give you what you need, while Kodiak and I watch, and he won’t stop until you use your safe word.”

I don’t say anything. I can’t. It feels too much like voicing my needs and desires, but Hayden knowing what I need is almost too much.

“I want to fuck you until you’re trapped on my knot for days. Make you come so many times you can’t fucking see or speak. Turn that pretty pussy into a gushing mess of cum and slick. Want to hear you screaming my name like a desperate prayer formercy.” Kodiak’s growl has my pussy slick with need, and I can’t hold in my whimper.

“I want to lick that cream scented pussy until your slick is dripping down my chin. Fuck, Tatum, you make me want to come in my pants, just being close to your spread thighs is almost too much,” Declan chuckles darkly, as he spreads my thighs apart, tugs my thong to the side, and buries his face in my center.

“Oh, Jesus…” I gasp, falling flat against the bed as I shove my hands into Declan’s hair, holding him against me.

I turn to my right, finding Kodiak leaning against his headboard still, his long fat cock in his hand as he jerks himself at the sight of me. Guess he wasn’t as drunk as he seemed. Alphas can burn through alcohol faster in moments like this, though.

“So fucking wet, Tatum.” Declan swipes his tongue between my folds, before focusing on my clit with all the vigor of a pussy-starved man. I’m embarrassingly close, when he pushes his finger inside of me, and I come. The orgasm rocks through my body, warm tingles spreading from my center to my toes. I can feel myself pulsing around Declan’s fingers, as he strokes me through every aftershock of pleasure.

“Hottest fucking thing you’ll ever see,” Hayden groans from his place against the wall, and my eyes open in time to see Kodiak coming into the palm of his hand. The cum makes a mess of his abdomen, and I get the urge to lick it off his skin. He must know what the look in my eyes means. While Declan doubles his efforts between my thighs, promising me another orgasm, Kodiak swipes a finger through his cum. Moving to his knees, he brings it to my lips and pushes two fingers against my tongue.

“Suck them clean, Pretty Gift. Remember the taste of me. I’m going to fill you up on my cum every fucking night.”

Jesus Christ…Kodiak sure has a way with filthy words. His fingers slip from between my lips, and he caresses my nipple through my dress, before pinching it. He does it over and over, switching from one breast to the other and back.

“Don’t stop, she likes it when you talk dirty. Every word out of your mouth has her pussy clamping around my fingers. God, I can’t wait to be balls deep inside of you, Little Omega.”

Declan didn’t need to encourage Kodiak, but I can see he likes knowing what his words are doing to me.

“That so, Tatum? Is your greedy pussy begging to be filled with our fat Alpha cocks? Think you can take two knots at once?”

I flood the space between us with slick as my back arches, and I scream out for Declan as he strokes my clit with his tongue, and his fingers curl inside me. Kodiak’s words make it easy for me to find a second release.

“One more,” Hayden demands, and my eyes snap open, finding him standing at the edge of the bed now. “One for each of us.”

“No, no more, Alpha, I can’t…” I whimper, shaking my head and tugging against Declan’s hair. He doesn’t stop, and I didn’t expect him to. I didn’t say the safe word. Instead, he reaches up with his free hand and tugs my dress down, exposing my breasts to the three of them. The way he pinches and rolls my nipple between his fingers sends sharp pleasure straight to my core.

“You like the thought of us using you, don’t you, Tatum? You want the three of us to fuck you hard and dirty, like you’re our little sex toy. Should we tie you down, blindfold you, and fuck you stupid? Make you come over and over until you pass out? Fill that slutty little pussy up with so much cum it drips down your thighs for hours?” Hayden is growling the words close to my ear, keeping his hands to himself, but every word he speaks is like a direct hit to all my dirtiest fantasies.

I remember the way he fucked me, soft and slow. Like he was worshiping me. Like he loved me. But everything he just said swirls in my mind, as the image they create takes hold.

“Fuck!” I moan, tugging hard at Declan’s hair, as I slam my thighs together as much as I can with him still down there. My vision goes a little black, as the pleasure overwhelms me. He just gave me the strongest orgasm ever, and I don’t know how the fuck I’m supposed to go back to my life after this.

Back to my empty ass apartment.

Back to the loneliness.

Did I run like my ass was on fire? Yes. Yes, I did. But in my defense, I started crying like a psycho.

Who the fuck comes so hard, their entire life changes course? Not me. Nope.

No fucking way in hell.

I’m cleaning the mess that is my thighs up in the first bathroom I came across, when it occurs to me that maybe I wasn’t hurt that Hayden abandoned me. I mean, I was. That was devastating, but I think it brought a deeper pain to the surface. One I wasn’t willing to face before.

One I’m not willing to face right now, either. I need to get out of here. Out of this house. Hell, if I could, I’d leave the fucking state. Run from the pain of my childhood, of every loss I’ve faced.

“Watching you come sobered me right up, get back out here so I can take a turn making you scream, Pretty Gift.”

For the next eighty-seven seconds, I contemplate my potential success if I jump out the window.

Anxiety stronger than anything I have ever felt consumes my every thought and explodes in my chest, making my body flash with heat as my throat closes. I can’t breathe. My vision blurs, black spots dancing in my eyes.

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