Page 112 of Knot Her Mountain Men

Tiny alarm bells sounded in the back of my brain and I stared at the two of them for a long moment before it smacked me upside the head. “We forgot her birth control.”

“Shit.” Kit sat up. “Where is it?”

“I’ll find it. Keep her on a cock until I get back so she doesn’t get squirmy.”

It didn’t take long to locate Morgan’s emergency birth control. Getting them into her mouth was another matter.

“Open up, firecracker. You don’t want babies and this is how we prevent that. Please don’t make me do this like we have to with Pumpkin when she needs medicine.”

Morgan curled her head down, refusing to give us easy access.

“Come on, omega. Be good for your alphas.”

If she wasn’t going to be cooperative, I was going to have to get creative instead. She might not be open to a pill, but she was to a kiss. Much as I didn’t enjoy having an ulterior motive to get my mouth on her, I knew she would appreciate it when she was in a mindset to do so. Once she started reaching for me, I pinched two of the doses between my fingers and pulled away, pressing them into her mouth and then snatching my hand back before she could bite me.

Maverick closed his hand over her mouth. “Chew and swallow, sweetheart.”

Her little sounds of protest faded away when Bear leaned into her, stroking her hair, our omega melting at his touch. Eventually she complied, all of us watching for her to swallow. It was a little late for our doses, but I handed them out anyway.

“Morgan,” I said softly, tracing my knuckles down the midline of her body. “You ready to be mine?”

Her eyes gleamed with desire. Maverick pulled free and Morgan crawled into a presentation, her fingers gripping the blankets, red curls spread out like a flaming halo.

Good god, that was a sight.

Morgan’s thighs were wet with slick, cum dripping out of her, ready and waiting for me to fill her. Her impatient grumble and wiggling hips pulled me away from my admiring.

“I’m coming.” I laughed. “Just appreciating the view.”

Morgan played me a little symphony as I fucked into her perfect cunt. She smelled like heaven and felt even better. I could get high on the thought of having her in our bed for the rest of our lives, and that wasn’t far off what was happening.

Everyone stayed close, not a single one of us willing to go too far. Bear raised her up to claim her mouth with his, her hand working furiously on his cock. Kit wedged his head under her so he could tease her nipple while stroking his own cock, and Maverick tucked in on the other side to reach her clit.

Morgan’s whole body vibrated. Shaking and overwhelmed, she took every thrust, stopping me every so often with how hard her pussy gripped.

“You should all move. I’m going to flip her and make our omega mine.”

The others backed up and I slid free, rolling Morgan over to show off the glistening expanse of freckles. I didn’t love seeing the bruises, but we would deal with those when she was satisfied.

“You want a knot, firecracker?”

She nodded frantically, already pawing at me. I leaned down, wedging my arms beneath her shoulders so I could cradle her while getting back to business. She pulled me right down to her mouth, drinking up my groan as her heels on my ass pushed me deeper.

Morgan was sweet and feral beneath me, demanding in a way that made me want to lay the world at her feet. The others around us looked like they were a half second away from coming themselves. I was so curious what the bond would feel like when I was finally part of it. If their reactions were anything to go by, it was going to be quite the experience.

She embodied impatience, whining, fingers kneading my skin.

“Where do you wanna bite me?”

Morgan pawed harder at me, digging her nails into my shoulders to bring me closer, my omega arching up to snap onto the curve where my throat met shoulder.

“Motherfuck—” I bucked hard into her, knot swelling as I spilled, pleasure galloping through every cell. Clutching her tight, I found a bare spot on her throat and laid my claim.

She exploded into the bond, bright and beautiful, like a whole factory of firecrackers set alight to illuminate everything that made me who I was. Her pussy squeezed me so tight I saw stars. Morgan panted, unwilling to release her bite, waves of desire crashing over me from her and flowing back again. The others groaned, cursing quietly. We glowed around her like the points of a starburst, our omega a flame at our center.

With some careful maneuvering, I worked us into a sitting position, Morgan wrapping every limb around me. I wanted to be as tangled up in her body as I was in her soul.

Bear settled at my back, letting my weight rest against him, Kit and Maverick slowly moving to my side, hands and lips ghosting over our girl. The heat of her boomed through me like the bass at a concert. Her whole existence invited me to be lured and consumed, and I wasn’t even afraid of burning up in her heat, knowing we would re-form together on the other side of this into something bigger than each of us was individually.

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