Page 146 of Knot Your Problem, Cowboy
Walker’s laugh is wicked. “Nah. Mine’s stayin’ put. I’m not lettin’ a drop escape once I lock inside.”
Despite the intensity, I choke out a laugh, half delirious. “You three are… highly entertained.”
“Entertained?” Cash smirks, dragging his mouth up my thigh, his chin gleaming with me. “We’re fucking obsessed.”
Ridge flicks my nipple again, making me yelp. “We’re starved. Can’t believe we went this long without devouring you.”
“And now you’re stuck with us,” Walker drawls, pressing a kiss under my jaw. “Poor little Omega, chained to three bastards who won’t get enough of fucking you.”
God help me. Ilovethat they bicker over me. That they each can’t get enough of devouring me.
Walker’s eyes go dark, and he’s moving immediately, positioning himself onto his back on the bed, his cock hard and sticking upright. My mouth is salivating, which is crazy.
“Come here, beautiful. Let me see those perfect tits while you sit on my cock.”
My body obeys before my brain catches up. With their help, I straddle him, trembling as the blunt head of his cock nudges against me. The need is unbearable, my skin buzzing, my womb aching, my bodybegging to be filled.
“I can’t wait,” I whisper, the words slipping out raw, needy, unguarded. “To have you inside me.”
Walker smirks like he’s been waiting years to hear that. He steadies my hips, holding me just above him. “Easy, sweetheart. Don’t rush it. Rub that pretty pussy over me first, get me slick so you don’t split yourself in half from my size.”
I shiver, heat crawling up my throat. “I think I got this.”
Cash laughs low. “He’s actin’ like you aren’t already drippin’ all over him.”
Walker’s grin is wicked. “Maybe I just like watchin’ you grind on me slowly.”
Ridge leans close, his breath brushing my ear. “Do it, gorgeous. Rock your hips, make him lose his patience. Let him feel how bad you need it.”
I gasp as Walker drags the thick head of his cock against my clit, a bolt of pleasure stealing the strength from my arms. “Oh God. That?—”
“Again,” Walker groans, fingers digging harder into my skin. “Do that again.”
Cash presses his hand to the small of my back, steadying me as my legs threaten to give out. “Grind on him ’til you can’t stand it anymore. We’ll hold you right here.”
I whimper, rubbing myself over him, slick coating his length as the friction builds and my thighs tremble. “You’re killing me,” I pant. “I need you inside me.”
Walker’s jaw ticks. “Then take me, sweetheart. Inch by inch. Show us how good our girl can ride.”
I brace my hands on his chest, trembling as I start to lower myself, the thick head nudging past my entrance. My breath stutters, caught between arousal and the impossible stretch. The pressure builds, sharp and sweet all at once, and a cry slips out before I can stop it.
“Fuck, you’re big,” I gasp, panic and bliss tangling in my voice.
“You can take it,” he assures me, voice husky but calm, grounding me. His hands hold my hips, firm but not forcing. “You’re made for me, darlin’. Made for all of us.”
Cash is behind me in a heartbeat, his breath hot on my shoulder. “Got another hole beggin’ for attention, sugar. Think you can handle bein’ stuffed like our perfect little toy?”
“Yes,” I whimper, no hesitation, no shame. My body is past the point of denial. “Want it. Please. Want all of you.”
Walker’s groan vibrates through me. “Hear that? She’s beggin’ for it. Our desperate little Omega.”
Cash chuckles darkly, sliding his fingers between my cheeks, which are already covered in slick. “Never done this before, huh?”
I shake my head frantically. “Never.”
“Good girl.” His praise is a rumble in my bones. “Then I’ll make it so sweet you’ll never forget it.”
Instead of pushing inside right away, a finger circles the tight ring of my ass, and I jolt, a startled moan ripping from my throat. My body wants to fight it, every instinct tensing until the heat burning through me claws louder, screaming formore.
