Page 52 of Knot Her Mountain Men

“Do you think you would have fun with this during your heat?” Kit asked. “Or should we avoid it?”

“Definitely on board,” I squeaked.

Kit’s gaze was so hot I could’ve burst into flames right there. He pressed a soft kiss to my cheek before whispering, “Why don’t you be a good girl and make yourself come so you can see what it feels like?”

“Hmm, I agree, firecracker. Be the very best girl and come all over your fingers for us.”

I swallowed hard, shoving a shaking hand between my thighs. The first clench of my ass as I brushed my clit stole my breath, my body squeezing hard on Ryder’s finger. He moved it gently, helping me adjust even as I bit down on a blanket and went to town. Every sensation was heightened as I sorted through this new addition among the surges of my building orgasm.

My brain melted slowly, and I was practically blitzed right off the planet when Kit pressed three fingers into my cunt, fucking them roughly until I spilled slick all over them with a scream.

Panting and shaking, I lifted myself onto hands and knees, looking back at Ryder. “That’s going to nuke me out of existence during the heat.”

“That’s kind of the whole goal.” Ryder kissed his way up my back and captured my mouth before excusing himself. He returned with a damp cloth to tidy me up and I went right back to my original snuggling position, breathing in Kit’s scent. Maverick and Ryder were still scentless. Annoyingly so. I felt like a cat on the wrong side of a door, impatiently pawing at it, knowing what I wanted was on the other side but being unable to get to it. They’d been sticking close to me when not doing chores, trying to burn off their blockers, but so far it had been fruitless.

At this rate, I was going to climb out of my own skin. Every brush of fabric, every gentle touch had my nerves lighting up. My thighs were wet from slick and my temples were damp with sweat, my body hovering on the verge of heat but refusing to cross that line.

I growled and dug deeper into the nest, rotating away from the door and planting my face against Kit’s chest beneath the blankets.

“Little fox, are you okay?”

I wiggled closer. His scent saturated the blankets, but it wasn’t enough. Bear still lingered there as well, cedar and woodsmoke clinging to the threads, but that wasn’t enough either.

My whine of omega distress was muffled by all the layers above me. Both alphas tensed anyway.

“What do you need?” Ryder asked.

I squirmed restlessly, turning back over so I could peek at him through a gap in the blankets. “Stop having no scent. It feels wrong.”

“I know. I’m sorry.”

I grabbed onto his wrist and dragged him further into the nest, wedging him beneath me and climbing so I could drape myself over him. Rooting against his throat still revealed no hint of his scent. I bit down on the scent gland below his ear, holding fast and sweeping my tongue over it. Maybe if I gave it enough attention it would override the stupid medicine keeping him from me.

“Fuck,” Ryder whispered, his fingers curling over my hips, his cock hardening beneath me.

I whined again and tension shot through him. It was probably too loud in his ear, but I couldn’t stop it. The heat was too close for me to rely on my rational mind anymore. Each moment that passed pushed me deeper, and I knew it was only a matter of time before it kicked into full gear and pulled me under.

“How’s she doing?” Maverick poked his head through the nest entrance.

I growled again, biting down harder.

“She’s fucking pissed about the blockers.”

“Noted. I’ll stay out here for now, then.”

With a considerable amount of my remaining mental fortitude, I unlatched my teeth and turned to Maverick. “In.”

“Okay, give me one second.”

Instinct wantedzeroseconds, but I wasn’t about to launch out of the nest to yank him in.

Maverick returned a moment later, stripping down and climbing into the blankets. I wriggled my way between him and Ryder, wedging my face against Maverick’s throat so I could bite him too. Modern medicine was a blessing, but in this case I wanted to raze the home of whoever had come up with scent blockers for alphas.

“Bear will be back inside soon,” Maverick told me as he stroked a hand up and down my arm. “We’re trying to give Pumpkin outside time before we’re all in here for a while.”

I whimpered and squeezed my eyes shut. I hated being this pitiful. At least it was these men with me and not someone like Brandon and his friends. Shuddering at the thought, I detached myself and wiggled deeper.

“Should we try to set it off?” Ryder asked.

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