Page 173 of Knot Like Other Girls

"Oh god," she cries out, her hips jerking at the sudden fullness. "Cole!"

"Right here," I promise, steadying her hip. The toy sits completely inside her now, only the flat base visible. "You've done it. You took it all."

Her inner muscles clench around the intrusion, adjusting to the unprecedented fullness. I give her a moment to experience it, to absorb the sensation of being stretched and filled.

"How does it feel?" I ask, my voice barely recognizable.

"Full," she breathes. "So full. But... good. Really good."

I begin moving the toy, slow and careful, pulling it almost completely out before pushing back in. The small knot at the base pops in and out with each thrust, stretching her entrance repeatedly, training her for my knot.

"Fuck," I mutter, transfixed by the sight. The tight ring of muscle grips the silicone, yielding to it. My erection throbs painfully. "Taking it so well."

Troy's fingers work faster between her thighs, drawing broken sounds from her lips. "She's ready for us both," he says, his voice tight with need. "She's absolutely drenched."

I nod, deepening my thrusts. The toy slides in and out more easily now, her body accepting it readily. The preparation is working. She's open and ready, her muscles learning to yield.

"I'll take you first," I tell her. "Then Troy will join us. Both inside you together. Does that sound good?"

"Yes," she gasps, trembling beneath our hands. "I need your knot, Cole. Need you to fill me."

Carefully, I withdraw the toy completely. Her entrance flutters, slightly open before beginning to close, her rapid pulse making the hole twitch and throb. I set the toy aside.

"You did beautifully," I praise her, generously coating myself with new lubricant from the fingers I didn't fuck her with. "Took it perfectly. Are you ready for me?"

"Fuck, yes," she breathes.

And that's all the permission I need.

CHAPTER 46

TROY

Iwatch in fascination as Cole positions himself behind Bella, his broad body hovering over her as she trembles against my chest. Her skin burns against mine, and the sweet coffee essence of her heat saturates the air so thoroughly I can practically taste it, awakening primal impulses that drown out rational thought.

Mine. Ours. Protect. Claim.

But beneath those urges lies something deeper. A need to care for her, to make this good for her. To deserve this trust she's placing in us.

"Ready for this, princess?" I ask once more, needing absolute certainty before we continue.

Her eyes meet mine, hazed with fever but still lucid. "Yes," she gasps, pressing herself against my erection where it rests against her entrance. The slick warmth of her sends electricity racing through me. "Please, Troy. I need you both."

Looking up at Cole, I note his expression of complete concentration, the exposed tissue where his eye once was making him appear even more fierce. The connection between us—forged through years of having each other's backs—feels stronger than ever as we prepare to share our omega.

"Let's go slow," I tell her, brushing damp strands of hair from her flushed face. "Cole will enter you first, then me. Okay?"

She nods, her body quivering with need. My arms wrap around her torso, steadying her as Cole takes position. He presses himself against her prepared entrance, his jaw clenched with effort.

"Deep breath," Cole instructs her, his voice rougher with desire. "Push out as I push in."

Bella tenses against me, fingers digging into my shoulders. I slide my hands up her arms, gripping her upper arms gently but firmly to keep her stable. She squirms, her slick core hot and wet against me as she straddles my lower torso. I'm so much larger than her, her knees don't even touch the mattress beneath us.

"Focus on me, princess," I urge, drawing her attention away from any discomfort. "That's it. Keep those pretty green eyes on me."

As Cole begins to press forward, Bella's mouth falls open in a silent gasp. I feel the exact moment he breaches her—her entire body goes rigid, her eyes widening.

"Wait," she whimpers. "Wait, wait?—"

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