Page 82 of Unexpected Delivery

Her head shakes then nods. “Yeah, I will be. Okay, wow, I already am. Rut!”

My knot swells, locking us together as my heart thunders. As her walls clamp down tight, it’s almost too much pressure. Every tiny movement makes my knot throb, and the last thing I want to do is to hurt her.

I didn’t think we’d tackle knotting for a while, like maybemonths.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” I ask, trying not to panic.

“Rut!” She moans, shimmying her thick hips. “Fuck me, Hael. I’m not going to break, but I am going to hurt you if you don’t move.”

I work a hand between her and Hayes and pull her up until she’s kneeling with her back to my chest. I’m pretty sure she’s been grinding her clit against Hayes’s cock… That, or he’s just covered in a puddle of her dripping slick. He wraps his hand around his dick and stares at Arbor’s tits as he jerks off.

She writhes against me like she’s trying to force me where she wants me to go.

“I’ve got you,” I murmur, flattening my palm on her sternum. “Enjoy the ride, beautiful.” I buck up into her, really digging the way her tits bounce.

Milk dribbles from her nipples, and somehow, it only makes my dick harder.

My instincts are back to breeding her all over again. Once she’s pregnant with our baby, the world will be able to see that she’s taken.

Arbor’s arm slides down, and she begins to work her clit. “You’re so deep.” Her head rolls around my chest with each grinding thrust I give her. “So hard… So good.”

“Yeah,” I agree, trying to keep the insanity from escaping. “You know you’re never getting away now, right, Arbor? You’re mine. Don’t run. I’d have to chase?—”

Ahh, fuck.

“You’re ours,” Hayes says, slapping his crown against her clit.

“Oh, God,” Arbor groans, nearly falling forward.

I tighten my hold on her sternum to keep her upright, and my fucked-up impulses try to convince me that now would be the perfect time to ask about how soon we can have another baby.

Hayes and I have never had twintuition. I’ve never even believed it exists, but Hayes glares at me, shaking his head, and I vaguely wonder if he can read my mind.

I’ve never been locked together with someone, and it’s indescribable.

I’m not sure if omegas secrete a special kind of pheromone when they’re being knotted or if her normal perfume is just thick enough to knock out rational thought, but it’s hard to even know what to focus on.

“Bite, please,” Arbor says, trying to collapse onto Hayes. This time, I help her lower to his chest and follow her down, planting my free hand by Hayes’s head. “You’re right, I’m yours! Bite me…” Her inner walls spasm, and the way she squeezes my knot makes my head even foggier.

I hear Hayes growl my name, but I’m already in the process of pulling her hair to the side. Based on where I strike, the marks will be visible on the front of her shoulder, just above her collarbone. My incisors dig in deep as my shaft swells.

Arbor sobs something… I’m so overstimulated that it’s hard to be sure, but I think she says, “You too.”

Her scent floods my mind, and somehow, I understand she accepted our bond.

I groan, lapping at her blood and thrusting as much as possible when we’re locked together. My cock empties, and I paint her pussy with my cum.

Everything just changed. She won’t be able to get away from us now.

Oh, shit.

Can she read my thoughts?

I’ll have to try to be less stalkery.

Her excitement filters through the bond, and a half second later, I’m smacked with her arousal. My orgasm was fading, but her pleasure radiates into me through the link, and I start to rut again while she sobs.

I pull my teeth free, licking over my bite to clean and seal it, but my jaw falls. Hayes is buried in her throat on the other side of her neck, and based on the little I can see, I’m pretty sure his bite will always be visible…unless she wears a turtleneck.

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