Page 98 of Hot Knot Summer
“Still... empty. Aching.”
Her body shifts again, draping across all of us—desperate, clinging. Her arms curl around River’s neck, her side arches into Levi’s touch, and her leg slides between mine as if she’s trying to get closer to all of us at once.
“I’m trying so hard to resist,” she whispers, lips brushing against River’s collarbone. “But you have no idea how much I need you all.” Her voice cracks with the effort it takes to hold back. “It’s like my body’s screaming for you.”
The cool water helps, but not enough. Her skin is still burning under our hands, sweat and scent mixing with the steam, sweet and feral and overwhelming. My instincts claw at me to take her, to ease her, to claim what’s already ours. I see the same war in Levi’s eyes,and River’s jaw is clenched so tight I swear it might crack.
She turns to me now, eyes glossy. “Fuck me, please,” she whispers almost innocently, and I might laugh if she wasn’t in so much pain. “Being near you helps, but it’s not enough. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. Please...”
Even though we’re all trying to be careful, I feel the line between patience and primal has been crossed.
None of us are unaffected.
She cries out, clutching onto us, reaching down for Levi’s cock, and I quickly turn off the shower.
“Okay, enough of the shower. Take her to her nest. We are going to claim our sweet Omega all fucking day and night, all week, if that’s what she needs.”
“Please, I can’t hold on anymore. I need all your cocks inside me,” she groans while River and Levi grin.
My dick is throbbing with the ache for her sweet hole.
I lift her again, not trusting her still-shaky legs, while River and Levi grab towels. We dry her quickly, and she pushes my hand between her thighs. I don’t hold back… I crave all of her, so I press my fingers between her folds and push two fingers into her. She arches against my chest, crying out, shaking, her nipples so tight, I’m drooling, staring at them.
“You are so perfect, so wet for us,” I whisper in her ear, her head resting back against my shoulder as I finger her, loving to see her come undone.River and Levi are watching, mesmerized, hands palming their own cocks.
“I’m going to carry you to bed, okay?”
I pull my fingers out, drenched in her honey slick, but she whines in pain. Rapidly, I lift her into my arms and rush her out, River and Levi on my heels.
Her nest is in the largest bedroom with the biggest bed, designed to accommodate all of us comfortably. The sheets are cool and clean against my skin as I lay her down, her hair fanning out across the pillow like spilled honey.
For a moment, we simply look at this remarkable woman who has somehow become essential to all of us in such a short time. Her skin glows with lingering heat flush, her eyes dark with desire, her lips parted in anticipation. Beautiful doesn’t begin to cover it.
“What are you waiting for?” she asks, a hint of her usual sass returning despite the need evident in every line of her body.
River laughs, breaking the tension as he stretches out beside her. “Just admiring the view.”
“Admire later,” she says, reaching for him with one hand while extending her other toward Levi. “Touch now.”
We need no further invitation. The bed dips as we join her. River on her left, Levi on her right, me settling between her thighs at the foot of the bed. Three Alphas surrounding one beautiful Omega, balanced and feeling so perfectly right in a way I’ve never experienced before.
“So beautiful,” Levi murmurs, tracing the curve of her breast with gentle fingers before leaning down to claim her mouth in a kiss.
River’s lips find her other nipple.
My hands slide up her thighs, gently pressing them wider as I settle between them for the most gorgeous pussy.
“Tell us if anything becomes too much,” I instruct, my voice rougher than intended as her scent hits me full force. Sweet honey and vanilla, intensified by heat and arousal—it’s the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever experienced.
Emma’s response is to arch her back, a silent plea for more contact, more touch, more everything.
I lower my head before tasting her for the second time. The flavor explodes across my tongue—sweeter, more intense than before, enhanced by her heat.
Her reaction is immediate and visceral, a moan torn from her throat as her hips buck against me. River holds the sound with his lips, kissing her deeply while Levi tugs her nipples, pinching and rolling.
“Please,” she gasps when River finally releases her mouth. Her head thrashes on the pillow as I suck firmly on her clit, my fingers spreading her lips open. I want her exposed, stretched, sated. “I need… I need…”
“We know what you need,” Levi murmurs, his voice a low rumble against her ear, hand braced beside her head. “Trust us to take care of you, Emma.”
