Page 80 of Knot Their Girl
When Raeka comes, it’s a waterfall of addicting slick and the sweet sounds that accompany it. She writhes for me, panting, breathing hard, her thighs clamping around the sides of my face as her body attempts to ride me as it would a cock. Her moans are stifled shortly, however, when Pax lays beside her and kisses her, swallowing up the sounds for himself.
I’m breathing hard between her legs, and it’s only after I clean her up that I let my gaze wander to his cock. Just a few inches away, really. Not that far. Pax and Raeka are still kissing, and I see that the tip of his cock is leaking a new wave of pre-cum.
I know what he tastes like already. I licked his cum off Raeka’s body before. Still, it’s a different thing entirely now. Before, for example, I didn’t have my glasses on, so everything was just a little blurry. Here and now? Everything is crystal clear. The glimmer of her slick in the light, the veins on the side of his cock.
Pax must be a mind reader or something, because he growls out, “If you want it, alpha, take it.” As he says that, he grabs Raeka and pulls her onto his chest so that she straddles him as he lays on his back. Since he’s so tall, she can straddle his hips easily and make out with him, all while leaving his cock bare.
He gave me his approval, and Raeka doesn’t seem to mind. Now that the thought is there in my head, a kernel of possibility, I know it won’t go away until I try.
Licking my lips, I move so that I’m now in between Pax’s legs. Pax’s hands paw at Raeka’s round ass, mere inches away from where I am. I let my eyes study that monster of a cock for a few seconds, and then I take off my glasses and set them aside, at a distance where they won’t be accidentally crushed by moving bodies. My head will have to be bent a little more than it was when I was tasting Raeka, and I don’t want to worry about my glasses constantly sliding off my head while I’m here.
I spent enough time thinking about it, I decide, and so I simply lower my mouth to the tip of his cock. My tongue pushes past my lips and runs along his tip, licking up the pre-cum there, and I hear Pax moan into the kiss with Raeka.
That moan is enough to instill confidence in me where there should be none; I’ve never taken a man into my mouth before. Never wanted to. But this… just like with Raeka, this is different.
I take as much of him as I can into my mouth, moving slowly, not quite sure what to expect. The thick, round appendage definitely doesn’t fit all the way; my gagging reflex tells me when I take him too deep. It’s a bit of an adjustment, going from Raeka to Pax, but after a little while, it becomes easier.
Since I can’t fit every inch of him inside my mouth, I use my hands. One of my hands holds the base of his cock, pulling the skin tight, while the other acts as an extension of my mouth, in tune with me as I bob up and down along his cock. I must be doing something right, because I’m graced with another taste of his magnificent pre-cum, along with more groans and grunts from his chest.
When I suck the tip and swirl my tongue around it, Pax must tear his mouth off Raeka’s, because I hear him mutter a low, “Fuck. Your alpha’s pretty good at giving head, omega. I love kissing you while I’m inside his mouth. There’s only one thing I’d love more.”
We all know what he means: he wants to fuck her. As do I. We’re both dying to get inside Raeka, but until she gives us the go-ahead, we can wait. It’ll be sweet, miserable torture, but we can wait.
Besides, there is plenty to do that doesn’t involve pushing our cocks inside our omega.
One of the hands Pax had on Raeka’s backside finds its way to the back of my head, and his fingers weave through my hair. His hand is firm, with strength behind it, and knowing he’s holding me on his cock makes my own dick twitch with renewed need.
His hips gyrate beneath me as he groans into Raeka’s mouth again. “Goddamn it,” he murmurs, “I’m fucking dying to knot. You two are killing me.”
He’s not the only one dying to knot. I am, too. I can feel it, the invisible pressure in my abdomen. It’s a certain feeling, one only alphas have, because we’re the only ones with knots. I don’t think I’ve ever been this horny in my entire life.
The moment those words are out of his mouth, I want to offer up myself. An instinctive reaction to hearing my alpha voice his need; Raeka whines as well. But I manage to stop myself—the first time either of us knot, it’ll be inside Raeka, regardless of how long we have to wait.
Raeka must slide off Pax’s chest, because I feel her moving. I don’t know what she does, but she doesn’t pull me off his cock, so I keep at it. Pax is now free to set his other hand on my head, which he does promptly, right when his thrusting picks up the pace.
“I’m about to cum,” he mutters with a groan. “You think you can take it from the source, alpha?”
I manage a nod, though it’s not a very huge nod, but it’s enough. Pax lets out a thunderous moan as a stream of heated cum spews from his cock. Some of it shoots right down my throat, while other shots land on my tongue. It’s hotter than it was when I licked it off Raeka’s body, but it tastes just as good.
I’m measured in pulling my mouth off Pax, and I grab my glasses and put them on to find Raeka had cuddled up against Pax to watch, her eyes dilated to the extreme. She has a hand between her legs, stroking herself, while Pax merely appears smug.
“I think our omega likes watching you submit to me,” he says with a smirk, his muscular chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. “With how eager you are, I’d say you enjoy it, too.”
That much is obvious to us all, now, so I don’t say a word. I move to lay behind Raeka, and Pax turns to lay on his side, facing our omega and me. She lays on her back between us, sandwiched between our sweaty bodies, and she only stops touching herself when I slide a hand between her legs and take up the stroking for her.
She moans and goes to grab both our cocks, jerking her tiny hands along them as she murmurs, “My alphas.”
Pax massages her breasts as his chest rumbles. It takes me a moment to realize he’s purring for us. It’s low, mixed with his muted moans, but it’s there. “We are your alphas,” he reaffirms her.
“Mm-hmm,” I hum as I slip two fingers into her core and start to finger-fuck her. “We are your alphas. I’m yours.” That last part is said to them both, although I don’t specify. Given how Pax can basically read my mind now, I can only assume he’ll know exactly what I mean.
The über alpha runs a hand along Raeka’s body, stopping when that hand reaches mine between her legs. The omega has descended into a fit of panting, another orgasm from her on the way thanks to my fingers inside her. “And you’re mine.” His hand brushes up against mine, just for a fleeting second before pinching her clit. “My omega and my alpha.”
Hearing him say it really sets it in stone for me. I already knew this is where I belong, but there’s nothing like your alpha reinforcing what you already know.
Raeka comes, and she comes with a fiery vengeance, leaking more slick onto my fingers as her soft, feminine moans fill the air. She doesn’t release our cocks; as she comes, her movements turn harder and more erratic, and the switch in tempo pulls a series of moans from both Pax and me.
I’m absolutely pent-up, so I erupt shortly after that, coming on Raeka’s thighs. A few of my squirts even shoot over her and land on Pax’s thighs.
