Page 171 of Knot Like Other Girls

"It'll get better," Troy promises, his hands moving to cup her breasts as they squish against his broad chest, thumbs circling her nipples.

I continue opening her, adding more natural lubrication. My fingers twist and spread inside her, mapping the tight passage, finding spots that make her gasp and push back against my hand.

"I think she's ready for three," I tell Troy, withdrawing slowly.

Troy nods, watching Bella's expression intently. "How are you doing, princess? Ready for more?"

"Yes," she breathes, her hips moving restlessly. "Please. More."

I gather additional moisture from her center, amazed at how wet she is. I use her natural lubrication generously, coating my fingers thoroughly before returning to her.

Three fingers meet significant resistance. I press forward slowly, carefully monitoring her responses.

"Breathe through it," I remind her. "Push out."

She whimpers, tensing, and her fingertips bite into Troy's strong shoulders. He frames her face between his hands, making her focus on him.

"You can take it, princess," he says, his voice gentle but firm. "Your body was made for this. Just trust it."

Something in his words triggers a change within her. She exhales sharply, yielding, and my three fingers slip past the tight muscle.

"Oh god," she gasps, trembling beneath my touch. "So full…"

"You're doing beautifully," I praise her, allowing my voice to deepen. "Taking it so beautifully, Bella."

I work my fingers deeper, feeling her inner passage stretch around them. Her body's warmth surrounds me, and when my fingers are fully inserted, I pause, giving her time to adjust.

"Move," she demands after a moment, pushing back. "Please, Cole."

I withdraw slightly before pushing back, establishing a slow rhythm that has her moaning against Troy's chest. Troy's hands continue exploring her body, one sliding down between her legs to circle her sensitive bud.

"Fuck," she gasps, her muscles tightening around my fingers at the dual stimulation. "Feels so good."

I continue stretching her, careful not to hurry. My fingers spread inside her, feeling the clenching muscle gradually yield. She's incredibly snug around just my fingers. I can only imagine how it will feel when I'm buried inside her. The thought alone makes my cock ache.

"Such a good girl," I praise, deepening my voice.

Her body quivers at my praise, caught between pushing back against my fingers and pressing forward against Troy's muscled body. Troy's hands stroke her back and shoulders, his voice providing steady encouragement. His words soothe, filling the spaces my damaged voice and limited vocabulary leave empty.

"Need more," she whimpers, her voice muffled against Troy's chest. Her skin flushes, perspiration beading along her spine. The sweet caramel coffee fragrance of her heat overwhelms me now, fueling my instincts. "Please, Alpha. More."

I work my fingers deeper, twisting slightly to stretch her in different directions. The tight ring grips firmly, but I feel it yielding with each careful thrust.

"You're opening up beautifully," I tell her, my voice rough with desire. "Taking my fingers so well. Going to take all of me even better."

She moans at my words, her hips pushing back more urgently. Troy shifts beneath her, allowing his erection to press against her core, providing friction without entering yet.

I meet Troy's eyes over her shoulder, my jaw tightening with effort. "She needs something else," I tell him. "Something larger than fingers. To stretch her properly."

Troy nods, understanding immediately. "Hold on, princess," he says, carefully stretching to reach toward one of the supply bags near the nest. Bella makes a small sound of protest as he moves, but he soothes her with a kiss to her forehead.

"Easy," I murmur, my free hand caressing her curves. My fingers continue working inside her, maintaining the stretch. "Just getting something to help you."

Troy searches in the bag, then retrieves what I need. It's a narrow dildo made of soft silicone, tapered at the tip with a small knot at the base. Not as large as me. Perfect for preparation.

"This will make it easier," Troy explains to Bella, showing it to her. "Get you ready for Cole."

I take the toy, dipping it into the well of her pussy to coat it generously with lubricant. The sight of our omega, open and waiting, drives me on raw instinct now. I withdraw my fingers carefully, watching as her body contracts around nothing.

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