Page 106 of Seen Knot Heard

Water drips from our bare skin, the steam-filled room and the two Alphas keeping me warm. Blake’s pale brown eyes find mine, burning with raw need. His sleeve tattoos ripple as he lifts a hand, the rainbow bracelet on his wrist dripping as his fingertips skim my arm, leaving goose bumps in their wake.

My breath hitches, my pebbled nipples aching to be touched.

Nathaniel’s hand on my chin draws my face up, and he bends, his lips sweeping over mine. “It’s okay, just let us take care of you.”

Heat pools between my thighs as I turn and rise onto my toes to kiss him. An approving growl rumbles from his chest, tongue swiping across the seam of my lips. With a gasp, I open for him, relishing the way he fills my mouth, hungry and demanding.

Blake’s hand slides down my waist to my hip, guiding me to rest against his muscular chest. His hard length nudges the small of my back, and I shiver, my own need responding in kind.

Their hands, calloused yet gentle, explore my body, mapping every curve and crevice. Nathaniel’s lips leave mine to brush my neck, and my mind goes hazy.

Blake’s hand smoothes over my ass, then dips lower, and hot breath caresses my ear. “Open those lush thighs for me, sweet girl.”

I whimper at the order and clutch Nathaniel’s shoulders as I shift my feet on the wet tiles, spreading my legs.

“Good girl.” Blake’s beard scrapes my neck as he kisses my racing pulse, while his hand slips between my thighs, blunt fingers finding my swollen folds. He groans, his teeth scrapingmy sensitive skin. “Look how slick you are. Such a good little Omega.”

Nathaniel catches my moan on his lips, drinking it down as he cups my breasts, catching my nipples and rolling them. Pleasure streaks through me, and my back arches, hips tilting as Blake’s thick digits slide into me.

His groan fills my ear, his fingers pumping inside me. “So wet for us. Are you that eager to take us, little Omega?”

Before I can gather my wits to answer, Nathaniel’s fingers join Blake’s between my legs. I gasp, my lashes fluttering shut from the added fullness. Together, they stretch me, their fingers thrusting in tandem as they prepare me for the fullness of taking their knots.

Then Blake’s fingers leave my body, his other hand splaying over my stomach, as he finds my back entrance, massaging the tight ring of muscles. “Ever taken someone here?”

I shake my head, biting my lip. It’s too much sensation, too much desire to handle.

“We’ll take it slow.” Blake continues to circle. “We’ll work you up to taking us both at once, but not today, so don’t be afraid.”

Relief washes over me, mingling with the desire pounding through my veins. It’s too soon and yet, I still want it.

Blake’s fingers dip back to my swollen folds, gathering more of my slick before he returns to massage my puckered entrance. Tentative at first, his touch sends sparks flying throughout my body. He applies a bit more pressure, and I clench around nothingness—craving to be filled there, too.

“Shh, beautiful,” Nathaniel purrs, brushing his lips across my shoulder. “We’ll give you everything you want, but we need to take it slow. We don’t want to hurt our Omega, do we, Blake?”

“Never,” Blake growls as he continues to tease me.

With each pass of his finger, my body quakes with anticipation, my heart pounding, yearning for more. More of their touch, more of their heat, more of them.

The water pounds down on us, cleansing our heated bodies as our breaths mingle, fast and ragged. Their pheromones, so different yet creating a part of a whole, swirl around me. I drown in their scents, in their touch, writhing between their powerful bodies.

“We know, sweetheart, we’ve got you.” Blake’s finger pushes past my body’s resistance, stretching me just enough to curl my toes with pleasure. Nathaniel’s fingers thrust deeper into my channel at the same time, the two men in sync with each other.

White-hot pleasure tears through me as they begin to move, their thrusts in perfect harmony. Lost in the sensations coursing through my body, my head falls back to rest on Blake’s chest.

Dizzy with need, my nails rake down Nathaniel’s chest. “More. Please, more.”

Nathaniel licks up my throat and nips my chin. “We’re going to take such good care of you.”

Blake’s fingers curl inside me as he withdraws. I whine in protest, then gasp when Blake lifts me, hands on the back of my thighs, spreading me open for Nathaniel. His cock throbs at my opening, but he doesn’t push in.

Instead, he rests his hands on my hips, holding me steady as he leans forward to kiss me again.

As our tongues tangle together, Blake’s lips caress my ear. “You’re going to make him feel so good, aren’t you, sweetheart?”

I whine, my inner muscles clenching, desperate to be filled.

Inch by inch, Nathaniel slides into me, filling me up. The sensation of being stretched around his cock sends sparks of pleasure throughout my body.

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