Page 180 of Knot Like Other Girls

Didn't think coming again was possible, not after Cole and Troy, Roman and Savva. But Liam's touch works magic, his rhythm perfect, and I feel myself climbing toward another peak. This builds differently—slower, deeper, spreading like warm honey through my limbs instead of crashing over me like a wave.

"Liam," I gasp, clinging to him as I crest the wave.

He growls in response, the sound vibrating through his chest and into mine where our bodies press together. Then I feel it—the distinctive swelling at the base of his shaft that signals his release is near.

"Your knot," I whisper, a shiver of anticipation running through me. "I want it. Lock us together, alpha."

The word undoes him. His rhythm falters, then intensifies, and with a final powerful thrust, he pushes his swelling knot inside me. The stretch is incredible, pushing me over the edge of the wave into another rush of ecstasy that feels endless. I'm barely aware I'm screaming his name as Liam's body goes rigid above mine.

He lets loose a growling stream of curses under his breath, his voice guttural as he finds his release deep inside me. The feeling of warmth filling me, his knot expanding to lock us together, leaves me gasping for breath.

"Bella," he chokes out, his voice raw with emotion. "My omega..."

"Yours," I agree breathlessly. "All of yours."

Turning my head slightly to include Savva and Roman in my declaration. They move closer immediately, hands reaching to stroke my hair, my shoulders, any part they can reach.

"Ours," Roman purrs, the single word filled with possessive pride.

Liam carefully adjusts our position, rolling to his side and taking me with him so we're facing each other, still intimately joined. The movement tugs at where his knot locks us together, sending another ripple through my body.

"I want everyone," I say, my voice stronger now despite my absolute exhaustion. "Here in the nest. Everyone together."

Roman raises an eyebrow. "You're sure? You've had a lot of stimulation already."

"Not for that," I clarify, though the thought of taking all five of them in a single session sends a not-unpleasant shiver through me. Not tonight, though. I'm physically incapable of that. "I just want to be surrounded by you all while I rest. I want to sleep with my pack."

My pack.

The words feel right on my tongue, in my heart.

This is my pack.

My alphas.

My home.

Savva nods in understanding. "I'll get them."

He rises gracefully from the nest, pulling on a pair of loose pants before slipping from the room. Roman stays, stretching out behind Liam so that I can see him over Liam's shoulder.

"You're extraordinary," Roman tells me, his golden-hazel eyes soft.

"I just know what I want," I reply, feeling a new confidence surge through me. The heat has clarified my mind rather than clouding it, burning away confusion and hesitation.

The door opens, and Troy lumbers in with his characteristic energy, followed more sedately by Cole and Savva. Troy takes in the scene of Liam knotting me with appreciative eyes, though I notice his gaze lingers on Liam's possessive grip around my waist.

"Room for three more?" Troy asks with a lazy grin.

"Always," I reply, extending a hand toward him.

Troy doesn't need to be asked twice. He climbs into the nest, settling beside me so I'm sandwiched between him and Liam. His warm chest presses against me, his strong arms encircling both of us.

Liam growls and bucks his hand off half-heartedly. Some things never change, even now.

I pull Cole in next, not letting him pull his usual feral cat act. He slips in alongside us, close enough that the warmth radiating from his body heats my dampened skin. I card my fingers through his bone-white hair, eliciting a rough purr from him.

The pleasant fullness inside me gradually shifts as Liam's knot begins to recede. I feel it happening—the slight easing of pressure, the subtle change in how our bodies connect. His gray eyes stay fixed on mine, watching my every reaction.

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