Page 101 of Hot Knot Summer
“You’re taking us so well,” I whisper in her ear.
River strokes her cheek, smirking down at her like he wants to devour her whole. “One more hole, sweetheart,” he murmurs, sliding two fingers across her parted lips. “Think you can take us all?”
Emma moans around his fingers, eyes wide, glassy with heat and need. She nods, and fuck, I feel her body clench in anticipation. I hiss out, as does Levi.
“So full, huh?” he mutters, voice ragged. “Taking us so fucking well.”
River cups her jaw, tilting her face up to his. “Open,” he breathes, voice like velvet and smoke.
She parts her lips for him without hesitation, eyes hazy.
He guides his cock to her mouth, dragging the flushed tip slowly across her bottom lip first, smearing a bead of precum there like a promise. “That’s it,” he murmurs. “Let me feel that sweet mouth.”
She moans as he slides in, her lips stretching totake him, inch by inch. River lets out a low, wrecked sound, his hand tightening in her hair.
“Fuck, you were made for this,” River groans, watching her lips stretch around his cock. “So soft… so fucking eager.”
And just like that, we’re all inside her, her body stretched and filled in every way, surrounded by our touch, claimed completely. There’s no hesitation, no patience left. We find our rhythm fast, thrusting in tandem, lost in the heat of her and the pressure building between us.
She arches, a soundless scream caught in her throat, trembling between us like a live wire. Every moan vibrates around me, every flutter of her muscles around me makes it damn near impossible to hold back.
“Look at her,” I groan, dragging my hand across her lower belly, feeling the tight pull of her body around me. “So fucking full. I can feel myself inside her, every goddamn inch. She’s taking us like she was built for it.”
“She is,” Levi snarls, snapping his hips harder. “Our perfect Omega.”
River smirks, cupping her cheek while her mouth is still wrapped around him. “You’re gonna ruin us, you know that, Emma?”
She moans a knowing sound.
“She already has,” I mutter, then add with a strained laugh. “Not that any of you assholes are complaining.”
“Not when she moans like that,” Levi growls. “Fuck, do it again, sweetheart. Let them hear how good we make you feel.”
Emma lets out a desperate, muffled whimper around River’s cock, and it nearly wrecks me.
River strokes her hair back, voice softer now but still rough with need. “So fucking perfect, taking so much of my cock in that sweet mouth.”
“She’s cryin’ again,” Levi says with a grin, breathless. “Tears and drool—look at that. River, she’s fucking messy for you.”
“I like her messy,” River says with a wicked grin, thrusting a little deeper, slow and controlled. “Don’t pretend you don’t, Levi.”
“I’m counting on it,” Levi grunts, his thrusts getting harder, more erratic. “She’s gonna fall apart, and I want to watch every second of it.”
Emma trembles, caught in the storm of us, her eyes wet and glassy, body overwhelmed but never pulling away. She takes every inch, every command.
And still, even in her bliss-drunk state, her hips rock back into us, desperate for more.
Our girl. Our Omega.
And we’re not stopping until she forgets her own name.
Our pace grows ragged, frenzied.
The slick sounds of our bodies fill the room, the slap of skin, the wet heat of her breathless moans around River’s cock. My grip tightens on her waist, holding her still against me, my chest slick with sweatas I thrust harder, deeper, chasing the edge like it’s oxygen.
She tenses in my arms, the first ripple of her orgasm tightening through her body, a whimper catching in her throat. I feel that unmistakable shift in her muscles, the way her body begins to seize around us.
“She’s close,” I pant, my voice raw. “Fuck, she’s squeezing me… hard.”
