Page 82 of Knot Just Their Nanny
I feel her muscles begin to clamp down on me, and I know she’s close again. Her eyes meet mine, and there’s a combination of love and lust that almost undoes me.
I growl low in my throat as I feel my climax building. “Let go for me, sweetheart. Come for me so I can give you my knot.”
Her body quivers underneath me, her inner walls spasming as she comes hard around me. The pulsing of her pussy is too much, and I can’t hold back any longer.
With a final deep thrust, my knot expands at the base of my cock, locking into place just inside her pussy. A low, feral growl escapes me as I cum deep inside her, marking her as ours. Zara’s purrs are muffled by Liam’s kiss.
As our bodies are joined by my knot, the room fills with the sounds of heavy breathing and soft murmurs of pleasure. The heat from our bodies makes the air almost tangible, thick with desire and satisfaction.
I collapse gently on top of her as Liam moves away, careful not to crush her with my weight, our sweat-slicked bodies pressed together in a perfect embrace. Her legs wrap around me instinctively as we stay connected, our hearts beating in sync.
Ben moves to sit beside us, his hand resting lightly on Zara’s foot, his presence just as important as when he was buried deep inside her. Liam is behind her, offering a contented smile andrunning his fingers down Zara’s back when I roll us to the side so that I can collapse entirely. The exertion of rutting with an omega in heat, is more than just sex. It’s everything when it’s with the omega who is going to be your mate.
We linger like this, wrapped up in each other as time seems to stand still.
“I’ve got you,” Liam whispers to Zara, voice laced with tenderness. “We’ve all got you.”
Time seems irrelevant as we drift off into a blissful haze. Zara’s breathing steadies, her chest rising and falling in the rhythm of deep sleep. Ben’s gaze meets mine over her head, and we share a silent understanding of the bond that’s been strengthened today. Love doesn’t just double or triple; it seems to multiply endlessly with each shared moment like this.
Eventually, the physical connection of my knot diminishes, allowing me to gently withdraw from Zara. I miss the warmth immediately.
Drawing the covers up over her, Liam and Ben settle around us, their touches on Zara reassuring and protective. Even in her sleep, she smiles, a gentle curve of her lips that speaks volumes about her trust and happiness.
It’s not long before sleep claims me, too—the kind that is deep and peaceful, knowing full well that when we wake up, there will be even more need from Zara to ease her heat. It will grow more intense, but we will be here to keep up with her and give her everything she needs.
I drift on a sea of pure happiness as plans start to form about taking Zara to see the lakes once her heat is over. The thought of picnics and lazy boat rides flit through my mind before darkness takes me completely.
When I wake up, the light from the window is softer, an indication that time has passed, and evening is here. Zara is still nestled between us, a small frown marring her otherwisepeaceful face. It’s obvious her heat isn’t giving her any respite, even in sleep.
I reach out to brush a strand of hair from her face, my movements careful not to wake her. She stirs anyway, her eyes fluttering open, heavy with sleep and desire.
“Hey,” I whisper, voice rough from sleep. “Do you feel okay?”
She nods, then winces slightly as another wave of her heat hits her. Ben stirs beside us, his protective alpha instincts immediately coming to the forefront as he senses the change in Zara.
“Tell us what you need,” Ben says, his voice tinged with concern.
Zara licks her lips and looks between us. The scent of her heat is stronger now, wrapping around us like a lavender-infused cloak.
“Knot,” she murmurs.
I glance at Liam, who has woken up, too. His green eyes are bright with arousal and concern for our omega.
The word is all the motivation we need. I move away from Zara, as Liam runs his hands gently up her thighs. Ben’s already leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss, deep and promising, telling her without words that she’s going to be taken care of.
Chapter 46
Liam
I’m doing my best to focus on her, but the way her heat scent wraps around us is like a drug I can’t resist. It’s all the permission my body needs to spring into action.
I kiss the inside of her thigh as Ben’s mouth moves over hers. She makes this little half-whimper, half-purr that goes straight to my dick. It’s not just about sex; it’s about being what she needs us to be in this moment.
Her hands find my hair and tug gently, guiding me where she wants me. She’s asking for reassurance, for the pleasure we can give her to ease the relentless ache of her heat.
I move up her body, pressing a soft kiss to her belly and then between her breasts. She’s so fucking responsive, every touch drawing a deeper purr or a shiver from her. It’s intoxicating.
Ben pulls back from their kiss and looks at me with that alpha intensity he does so well.
