Page 178 of Knot Like Other Girls

Her attention returns to me, her mouth closing over me with such vigor that a groan escapes before I can stop it. My response pleases her—I feel her smile as she takes me deeper.

Roman enters her in one smooth thrust, and her moan sends vibrations across my body. The feeling consumes me. I thread my fingers through her dark hair, not guiding, just connecting as she sets her own pace.

"That's it," I encourage, working to keep my voice steady despite the bliss threatening to engulf me. "Perfect, Bella."

Her movements falter briefly and she whimpers as Roman begins to move, his powerful thrusts pushing her forward, my cock rubbing hard against the ridges on the roof of her warm mouth. Liam balances her with one hand on her lower back while his other hand works between her thighs, circling her sensitive bud.

"Fuck," Liam mutters, his accent thickening with hunger. "You're so wet, lass."

The three of us find harmony together, moving as one with Bella at the center. Roman's thrusts drive her forward onto me, her mouth accepting me deeper with each movement. Liam's fingers match our tempo, drawing small sounds from her that flow through me.

With growing confidence, Bella surrenders to the rhythm. Her tongue circles me before she takes me deeper, hollowing her cheeks in a way that makes light burst behind my eyelids. The pressure builds at the base of my spine with each clever sweep of her tongue.

"Our perfect little omega," I rasp to her.

Her eyes open at my praise, meeting mine with raw desire. This isn't merely heat-driven hunger. This is genuine connection, deep and true.

Roman's pace quickens, his restraint giving way as Bella's heat consumes him. His fingers press into her flesh firmly enough to leave marks. The thought of her body carrying signs of our collective possession nearly pushes me over the edge.

"You close?" Roman asks, the question directed at me though his gaze remains fixed on the point where his body joins with Bella's.

"Soon," I manage, barely recognizing my own voice.

Liam leans down, pressing kisses along Bella's spine as his fingers work more urgently between her thighs. "Come for us, lass," he urges, voice thick with desire. "Let us feel you."

Bella moans around me, the sound traveling through my body. Her rhythm becomes uneven as she approaches her peak, her focus dividing between her own need and mine. I cup her cheek gently, my thumb tracing her stretched lips.

"Release," I tell her.

As if awaiting permission, she unravels completely. Her body tightens, back lifting and ass arching into Roman, a muffled cry vibrating around me. Roman growls, his thrusts becoming erratic as her inner muscles clench around him. Liam whispers encouragement, his fingers continuing their relentless rhythm to extend her bliss.

Witnessing her climax brings me dangerously close. My knot begins to swell—responding to her omega heat and my need for her. I should warn her, should withdraw before reaching the point of no return, but she senses the change herself. Instead of pulling away, she presses forward, taking me deeper.

"Bella," I warn, my voice strained. "My knot?—"

She responds by relaxing her jaw, taking me impossibly deeper. Her tongue works the underside of my shaft as the firstswell of my knot presses against her lips. Her eyes meet mine, determined despite the tears of effort gathering at their corners.

"Easy," I caution her, my hands gentle in her hair. "Breathe through your nose. Relax your jaw."

Following my guidance, her throat relaxes as she breathes steadily. Roman slows his pace, allowing her to concentrate. With a final push, the widest part of my knot slips past her lips, locking inside the wet heat of her mouth.

The feeling overwhelms me. Snug, hot, perfect. My composure shatters and I try to warn her, but she's already swallowing around me, gulping down my hot release.

"Fuck," I choke out. "Bella?—"

She purrs in contentment, her tongue still working what parts of the base of my shaft she can reach with my knot locked in place. Her eyes remain fixed on mine, dazed yet fulfilled. Through her, I feel the moment Roman's restraint breaks as well—his powerful body tightening, a deep groan escaping him as he finds his release inside her.

Reality fragments around me like shattered crystal as Bella quivers with another burst of ecstasy, her moan vibrating around my knot. The tight warmth of her mouth becomes distant, abstract as though I'm experiencing it through layers of silk. My ears begin to ring and my vision narrows, the edges of the room blurring into indistinct watercolors.

A second wave of release hits unexpectedly, stealing what little breath remains in my lungs. The ringing in my ears intensifies, drowning everything until only Bella's eyes remain in focus—green as alpine meadows, pupils blown wide.

I have the strangest impression that time has stopped entirely.

CHAPTER 48

BELLA

Ifloat in a strange in-between liminal space, suspended between peak bliss and dreamy exhaustion. My body doesn't feel entirely my own anymore. It's become a vessel of pure feeling, my awareness centered exclusively on the points where I'm connected to these alphas.

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