Page 142 of Packed in the Fire house

Side note, soapy titties are the best thing ever. Sunny's breasts were glorious when they were dry and in a bra or hanging loose, but when they were covered in soap and slippery, they were amazing.

I’d thought I was an ass guy, but since meeting Sunny, I realized I was simply a Sunny guy because everything on her was goddamn perfect.

“It's amazing how much more cooperative she becomes when she's on your knot,” I hummed as I lathered up her body. Rune had knotted her from behind, so now the quick shower was turning into a much longer affair, but I wasn't going to complain.

He chuckled. “She’s a brat.”

I planted a kiss on the omega’s forehead. She was wearing a blissed-out look. “But she’s our brat.”

Rune grinned. “That, she is.”

After the shower, once Rune’s knot had gone down, Sunny had barreled out of the bathroom to find Walker.

Not a smart move, considering the alpha was preparing food and wasn’t going to let her take a knot until she ate.

Even though she was lost in the heat haze, she understood what Walker was saying. So, with a pissed-off expression, she had snatched half a sandwich off of a plate and very reluctantly ate it. The entire time she was eating, Walker couldn’t get the smug expression off his face.

“Good girl,” he cooed as she finished the sandwich.

“Knot,” she whined, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes.

Fuck.

Tears were definitely our weakness. It was easy to say no to her when she was behaving like a brat, but when she started to cry, we all melted.

“How do you want my knot?” Walker asked, pulling the naked omega in for a hug.

Clothing had long since been forgotten, and we had closed all the blinds in the carriage house, so our privacy was maintained. We didn't even miss the daylight because we had installed some of those fancy bulbs that emulated sunlight. Early on in her heat, Sunny had chosen a type of dusk lighting that she approved of, and we had kept that on the majority of the time.

“More,” Sunny said simply.

Walker cocked his head to the side before glancing at me. “Who knotted her in the shower?”

“Rune.”

He nodded, turning back to the omega. “How about I fuck that pretty ass while you use Blaze?”

Sunny’s eyes lit up.

Well, duty called.

Within minutes, I was spread out on the gloriously slick-scented nest. We had done our best to change the sheets often, but it was hard to keep up with the sheer amount of slick she was producing. Next time, we were going to have even more sheets ready to go.

Without preamble, Sunny clambered over me and lined herself up, sinking down so quickly, I almost didn't see the movement. One second, I was lying down with my cock standing to attention, the next it was being strangled by the most amazing pussy I had ever had the pleasure of knowing.

“Holy fuck!” I moaned, throwing my head back.

I could tell the exact moment that Walker entered her ass because she became impossibly tight.

“Fuck me, she’s choking my cock,” I groaned.

“That's because she's a good little omega who's letting me take this beautiful tight ass,” Walker cooed. “Do you want us to both knot you?”

Sunny nodded eagerly, wiggling her hips as Walker sank fully inside her.

When we had done this before—when Sunny hadn’t been in heat—Rune and I had alternated, one of us thrusting in while the other thrusted out.

This time, we changed it up. We thrust in tandem, so one moment she would feel terribly empty, and the next she would be so full that she would feel our cocks in her throat.

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