Page 91 of Knot Just A Fan

He pours the wine and hands it around. We lift them high and Gray says, “To our beautiful Omega, who was here all along, under our noses. The one each of us knew was ours deep down, from the utter sunlight that pours out of her. It wasn’t a scent, adesignation, a label, a place in society that brought her to us. It was heart-knowledge. We knew. And now, we’re yours, angel.”

“To Briella,” says Ronan.

“To Briella!” says Enzo.

We all raise our glasses and they clink mine. The wine is a rosé, sweet on the lips but tastes like cool peachy sea-spray going down.

“Damn, that’s a fucking delicious,” I say, picking up one of the bottles.

“Takes one to know one,” Enzo says. He slides an arm around my waist.

I turn to set my glass down, and feel the heat rising in my cheeks. It’s not my heat, it’s just a blush, from all the things running through my mind.

“I hope you know that since this is just one night, and then two weeks before we’re together again, we have a lot to fit in.”

Grayson chuckles. “That’s what she said.”

“That is, in fact, what she said,” I say, lowering my gaze to the bulge in his jeans.

Suddenly, the air changes in the room, and everyone sets their emptied glasses down. Clothes are thrown on the floor, and I line the three men up on the end of the king bed.

Naked, I kneel in front of Ronan in the middle and press my lips to his glistening head, erect and ready. He slides his hand up and down it once and my slick coats my thighs. I slip a hand into it, pressing two fingers inside me. I have all of their eyes on me and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Are you ready, boys?” I say. A chorus of nods. I stand on tiptoes before Ronan and press him back into the soft bedding, sea-blue with a mural of giant teal ocean waves spraying outward on the wall behind the bed. Enzo and Gray make room on either side, both have their cocks in their hands, and both are slowly squeezing them out toward the tips.

“I could cum just watching you three with your hands on yourselves.” I make a show of licking my lips as I crawl up onto the bed, straddling Ronan with his cock standing up between my knees. He reaches both hands up to my breasts, circling the nipples with his thumbs, then drops one hand to my slit and dips his middle finger inside.

Gray moves behind me, guiding his cock toward my ass, gently pressing between my cheeks. Together we move as one. While I raise myself up on my hands over Ronan and lower my wet folds onto his cock, Grayson follows behind, his still teasing my back entrance. Slowly, Ronan slides into place inside me.

Ronan and I find a speed and rhythm that works while Enzo draws my hair off to one side and places a trail of hot kisses along my shoulder. He scoots up closer to Ronan’s side on the bed, his thick shaft in his hand still while leading it toward my mouth. He’s got the hardest job, I observe, trying to angle himself toward my mouth, but somehow these gymnastics pay off as he arranges himself on his knees and leaning forward, holding his cock to my lips.

“Are you ready to take it?” Enzo murmurs, running his other hand through my hair and holding gently to the back of my head. I nod enthusiastically and Gray presses more firmly against my backside.

“Are you ready for this, too, my angel?” he says, his voice a husky dream I want to take inside me and keep, like a secret that’s meant just for me. My hips keep rocking until Ronan’s knot begins to swell up against my lower lips.

I make a sound in the back of my throat in the affirmative, but it comes out like a whimper.

“He won’t hurt you, princess,” Enzo says, his hands cradling my head as he rocks forward into my mouth, gently but insistently, my tongue swirling around his cock slit, sucking outthe pre-cum. “None of us will. We’re here to serve you, and to bring you every drop of pleasure we possibly can.”

“I’m ready whenever you are, baby girl,” grunts Ronan. His arms help hold me up as Enzo begins leaning his hips into me, pushing his cock into my mouth until my jaw is stretched wide and my lips slide up and down his shaft. Pre-cum drips down the back of my throat and I swallow and moan, hopefully encouraging him to keep pumping, a little faster and keeping time with Ronan’s quickening plunges.

It’s getting hard to concentrate on rising up and down on Ronan so he’s helping me out by doing some serious hip thrust-action to keep the momentum going.

Grayson senses my fears and grips my hips tight, pulling me back against his rigid erection, which in essence, holds me up, adding to my support system of arms and cocks and hips and hands.

After working his fingers carefully inside my ass and whispering, “You’re doing so well, you’re so precious to us, Briella,” over and over, at last Gray’s cock presses deep inside until he’s fully sheathed inside me.

“Oh, fuck, oh my GOD,” I try to shout, but my mouth is full of Enzo and his knot pressing to my lips, so I have no idea what actually comes out. They’re all stroking my hair, my sides, my breasts. Six hands on me at once. I have never felt this good, or this full—but also trusting. Trusting I can hold them all, trusting I won’t burst at the seams—and that they are here to make sure I am okay. That I am, in fact, loving every inch of them I’ve taken inside.

“Will you take our knots now?” Ronan’s voice says. I bob my head up and down on Enzo’s huge cock, tasting his salty, musky scent and reaching one hand up to fondle his balls, and that’s when the first orgasm of the night rockets through me.

I feel myself open up inside, like a flower blooming, making space for what comes next.

With Enzo’s cock inside my mouth, Ronan’s buried inside my core, and Grayson Cove deep in my ass, I am their Omega. I am Arcadia Echo’s only Omega, and the fourth member of this pack. I want to mark them all, the sensation of lust and need and absolute certainty rising in me as I feel the slick dripping down my thighs and soaking the bedding underneath.

Will they all fit? As I hear a chorus of grunts followed by Gray’s, “We’re here for you, Briella,” I clench down on all three cocks just seconds before three knots wrench me apart.

“We will never let any harm come to you. We’re a team, from now on,” comes Gray’s strained voice.

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