Page 124 of Down Knot Out
“Nathaniel,” I gasp.
He leans closer, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “I’m here. We’re all here.”
The pressure builds, coiling at the base of my spine, spreading outward in waves that threaten to drown me. Nathaniel’s thrusts grow deeper, harder, his control slipping as my Heat pulls him under.
Dominic appears in my field of vision, kneeling beside us. His fingers brush damp hair from my face, tucking it behind my ear with a tenderness that contrasts with the raw need on his face.
“You’re doing so well.” His thumb traces my bottom lip. “So beautiful like this.”
Nathaniel’s rhythm falters, his hips stuttering as his knot begins to swell. The stretching pressure sends me over the edge, and I come with a cry that echoes off the walls. My inner muscles clamp down, milking his knot as it locks us together.
At the peak of my climax, Nathaniel’s teeth find my shoulder, and the sharp sting of his bite cuts through the pleasure, focusing it to a single point before exploding outward. A second bond forms, twining with the first, harmonizing like chords in a duet.
His discipline, his strategic mind, his fierce devotion to order and stability links us. But beneath that, a river of emotion runs deep and swift. Love. Devotion. A fierce protectiveness for his pack.
“Mine.” His tongue soothes the sting of the new Mark. “Ours.”
The dual bonds pulse inside me, Blake and Nathaniel intertwined in my consciousness. Two distinct presences, complementary rather than competing. My body vibrates with the new connection, hyper-aware of both Alphas even as my Heat builds again.
Nathaniel holds me through the aftershocks, hishands steady even as his breath comes in ragged pants. We stay locked together, his knot filling me as Dominic continues to stroke my hair, my face, the curve of my shoulder.
Gradually, Nathaniel’s knot subsides, and as he withdraws, I whimper at the loss. The emptiness of my body leaves me bereft, despite the dual bonds singing inside me.
“Shhh,” Dominic soothes, taking me from Nathaniel’s arms and pulling me down on top of him to straddle his hips.
His hands are less patient, gripping my hips with an urgency that sends my pulse racing.
Unlike Nathaniel’s measured pace, Dominic enters me in one swift thrust that punches the air from my lungs. His cock is thicker than the others, broadest at the base. He gives me no time to adjust before setting a relentless rhythm that has me clutching at his shoulders.
“Fuck, you’re perfect.” His fingers dig into the soft flesh of my hips hard enough to leave marks. “Been dreaming about this since we were teenagers.”
His words send shivers down my spine, and my inner walls clench around him in response. The dual bonds of Blake and Nathaniel pulse in timewith my racing heart, each one vibrating with echoes of Dominic’s pleasure.
“Don’t hold back.” My hips rock to meet his thrusts. “I need you.”
A groan tears from his throat, and his pace increases, each stroke hitting deep enough to border on pain. But my Heat-drunk body welcomes it, craves it, transforms it into pleasure so intense it blurs the edges of my vision.
Dominic’s hand snakes between our bodies to massage my clit with sure strokes synchronized with his thrusts. The double stimulation builds my pleasure, pressure coiling tight at the base of my spine.
“Come for me,” he commands. “Now.”
My body obeys, contracting around him as pleasure crashes through me in a tidal wave. I scream, the sound torn from me as every muscle seizes in ecstasy.
Dominic follows me over, his cock pulsing as his knot expands, locking us together.
His teeth find the unmarked side of my throat, sinking deep enough to break skin. The claiming bite sends another orgasm ripping through me, this one centered on the point where his teeth meet my flesh.
His bond forms with staggering intensity, abright flare that whites out my vision before it settles into harmony with the others. Where Blake’s bond brings strength and protection and Nathaniel’s structure and stability, Dominic’s resonates with passion and creativity.
Three distinct frequencies humming inside me, creating a chord that feels nearly complete. One more note reaches for the crescendo.
As his knot locks us together, Dominic gathers me to his chest, gently kissing the mark he left. “Finally, you’re mine.”
Dominic holds me tight as his knot keeps us joined, and through half-lidded eyes, I see Blake watching us, satisfaction and hunger warring in his expression. Nathaniel sprawls next to him, the two Alphas passing a bottle of water between them.
“Rest.” Dominic strokes my hair back from my sweat-slicked face. “Save your strength. We’re not done claiming you yet.”
My body shivers in anticipation, the Heat in my veins banked but nowhere near extinguished. One more Alpha waits to claim me.
