Page 24 of Knot Ruined

He shushes me brushing my hair away from my face. “I would love to knot your perfect pussy Little one, but you have two other alphas to take care of.”

Oh well, that’s fine, then. I beam a smile at him. He chuckles as he moves out of the way. Jace is suddenly there, pulling me on top of him. My thighs can barely straddle him. I roll my hips moving my sensitive clit along his length. My slick and Kingston’s cum coat him. He lifts me pushing his way into me. The stretch is incredible and instantly pushes me over into a mini orgasm. He pulls me down, kissing me thoroughly, not caring that I just had Romano’s cum in my mouth. He moves my hips, helping me ride him. The sensation is overwhelming. A warm body is suddenly pressed against my back. Voss places soft kisses down my neck.

“Tell me, Princess, has anyone had you here?” I feel his fingers sliding between my ass, pressing against the ring of muscles there.

I pull away from Jace’s kiss to turn my head towards him. “Yes.”

He kisses me lightly. “And did you enjoy it?” I nod, and he pushes me forward until I’m practically sprawled across Jace’s chest. I can feel him gathering my slick up to coat his cock and me. Omega’s bodies are made to stretch to take alpha knots, so he doesn’t have to use lube, but the thought is sweet.

I cry out stiffening as I feel the head pressing past the ring of muscles. “Shh, relax, Princess.” He starts purring, making my body relax as he bottoms out. We all stay that way for a moment, and then our bodies slowly move. “Ready?” he asks. I moan, trying to nod.

They start to move, taking a moment to get a rhythm that works. White hot sensations fuel me as I try to move my hips into their thrusts.

“Alpha! More.” I beg. Jace palms my hips in his large warm hands, holding me still while they fuck me roughly.

“Cum one more time for us.” Jace grunts. I can feel his thrusts faltering.

“I can’t.” I cry.

Voss moves his fingers between us. “Yes, you can, beautiful. Give it to us.” He pinches my clit, making me scream as the waves of my orgasm roll through me. I hear them both shout as they both push their knots inside of me, locking us together. I can feel the warm sensation of their cum filling me.

My body goes limp. All I can hear is the harsh panting of us trying to catch our breaths. They move us until we lie on our sides, still locked together. A soft blanket flutters over us. Romano and Kingston settled on either side of us.

The moment the euphoria fades, I start to panic. “Fuck. Uh, guys?” I’m half panicking, but I can’t get away.

“What’s wrong? Did we hurt you?” Romano sits up, looking down at me.

I shake my head no. “It’s not that.” my voice sounded small.

“What is it, Kitten?” Jace asks softly.

My heart starts racing. “I swear I didn’t do it on purpose. But uh... I’m not on birth control.” I didn’t realize how tense they were until they relaxed.

“I, for one, can’t wait until you are round with our child.” Romano grins before laying back down.

“Don’t worry, Little one. We can handle whatever happens. As long as we have each other, nothing can stop us.”

Four different purrs rumble to life. I can’t remember why that should confuse me as I close my eyes. I fall asleep locked between my new husbands.

Jace

February 17th

10:04 A.M

I wake up with a warm weight on my chest. Blinking my eyes open, looking down at my chest. It takes a second to register, my mind foggy with sleep, but then I feel it—the petite weight sprawled over my chest, her body half-draped over mine, her warmth sinking into my skin. The bed on either side of me is empty.

I blink, my vision adjusting to the dim light filtering through the room, and when I look down, my breath catches.

She’s perfect like this, barely awake, lost somewhere between dreams and reality. Her face is soft in sleep, her lips slightly parted, dark lashes fanning against flushed cheeks.

I study her, my chest tightening with something slow, dangerous, and consuming. The past few days have been filled with soft touches and stolen moments trying to get to know each other around moving her stuff in. Her friends and mom came to help and, in my opinion, see where Fallon would be living. The house has suddenly been filled with laughter. It makes my cold heart warm.

I reach out without thinking, fingers brushing against the strands of deep blue hair spilling over her face. It’s softer than I expected, like silk against my fingertips, and I get the sudden, wild urge to feel it against my skin.

Wrapped around my fist. Splayed across my stomach. Tangled in my sheets.

I swallow hard, my body already reacting, my cock aching, straining beneath the heat of her. It’s a miracle I haven’t passed out yet from all my blood rushing south.

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