Page 137 of Knot Only His

All four of my alphas growl. Their sounds reverberate between my thighs.

“All of us,” Asher’s voice is so low that despite the warm water, goosebumps pop over my flesh.

“All of you together.”

“That’s not possible, omega,” he purrs. “But we can give you everything you need.”

“Yes... Please. I’m already wet.”

Carver slides a finger between my thighs. He hums. “She is.”

It’s normally Carver who makes the first move, but he nods at Asher, who grabs my ass and picks me up.

I wrap my legs around his waist as he positions me over his thick cock and slides his dick between my pussy lips. Not inside, just enough to coat it with my slick.

We look between our bodies as he walks to the tiled wall, and he rears his hips back just enough for the crown of cock to tease my entrance.

“She’s happy,” Parker says to Carver, holding his heart.

I know what he is saying. I can’t help but send so much joy through the bond right now.

“I love you, Harlow.” Asher rarely calls me ‘omega’ outside of my heat. I could count on one hand the amount of times he has, and it’s normally through frustration.

“I love you more, Asher.”

He smiles and shakes his head. Like he’s told me too many times. It’s impossible for an omega to be loved more than I am.

I feel it.

The deep love my alphas have for me.

“Asher…”

“Yes, baby.”

“Stop savoring the feeling and take me! Please!”

My other three alphas laugh, and it sounds like a deep rumble around me.

“I like to savor you. You know that. I like you needy before I take you.”

“I’m needy. I need you. And I need you inside me right now.” I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from saying what I need to say. But fuck it. “Just fuck me.”

He surges into me until he bottoms out. My eyes roll to the top of my head as his swollen knot presses against my pussy.

“I want more.” My fingers grip his shoulders as I grind myself over the swell of his knot, trying to get more of him.

“Not yet, baby,” Parker says, as he gestures for Asher to move until his back is against the opposite wall. “Do you need more?”

“Ah God, yes.”

Asher stills as Parker whispers in my ear, “And does my Omega need her tight little asshole filling?”

My pussy clenches around Asher’s cock, and he groans.

Parker gathers my slick from where Asher and I meet.

A purr leaves my mouth as Parker slides his fingers over my tight hole. Instinctively, I squeeze.

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