Page 122 of Down Knot Out
The air in the room shifts as the door opens, and I raise my head from Blake’s chest. The mark on my shoulder throbs in time with my heartbeat, sending pulses of pleasure through my nervous system.
I blink slowly at Nathaniel, who stands frozen, his chest heaving with each breath, his knuckles white where they grip the doorframe. Dominic’s flushed face appears over his shoulder, his eyes wild with need.
Their pheromones roll over me in a wave of leather and clove from Nathaniel, citrus and musk from Dominic. My body responds, another rush of slick coating my thighs and Blake’s softening knot.
“Alpha,” I whimper, the word coming unbidden to my lips.
Nathaniel’s gaze locks on the bite mark on my shoulder, his pupils dilating, and his throat works as he swallows.
Blake stiffens beneath me, and through our new bond, I sense his struggle between instinctive possessiveness and the desire to share me with our pack.
I wiggle in his grasp, and he relents, his arms unwrapping from around me. He shifts, his softened cock sliding from my body to leave me aching and empty once more.
A whimper escapes, and my hips shift restlessly as slick mingled with Blake’s cum rushes out to coat my thighs.
Dominic drops to the floor, crawling past Nathaniel’s frozen form to reach the nest first. Leaning down, he presses his face to my unmarked shoulder.
“You smell...” He inhales and shivers. “Perfect. Claimed. Ours.”
His hand skims over my belly, tracing circlesthat send ripples of pleasure through my body. His touch feels electric, sensations skittering across my skin, each point of contact resonating through our half-formed bond.
Nathaniel approaches with more caution, his control evident in the measured pace of his steps. He places a knee on the edge of the nest, dipping the blankets as he leans in to brush his lips across my forehead.
“How are you feeling?” His fingers hover over the Mark without quite touching it.
I can barely form coherent thoughts. “More. Need more.”
His palm comes to rest on my cheek, thumb stroking across my bottom lip. My mouth parts, tongue darting out to lick the salt off his skin.
“We’re here now,” he promises, voice tight with restraint.
Blake shifts beside me, moving out of the way for his bondmates to surround me.
My thoughts turn hazy, seconds slipping past in slow blinks. I’m not sure when they undress, only that suddenly their bare skin brushes mine on either side as they move into position.
Dominic settles beside me, his hands stroking along my sides, my hips, the dip of my waist. He bends to take my nipple in his mouth, tonguecircling the sensitive peak until I cry out. The dual sensations of his mouth and Nathaniel’s palm still cupping my face overwhelm me.
“Look at how pretty you are,” Blake growls into my ear, the vibration traveling through my bones. “Surrounded by your pack. Ready to be filled by your Alphas.”
At his words, the scent of my arousal thickens in the air. Nathaniel’s control slips, a growl escaping his throat as he inhales.
“She needs food and water.” Blake shifts away from me. “She’ll burn through her energy fast.”
The practical concern cuts through the haze of pheromones, reminding us all that this isn’t wild abandon, and it requires care.
Dominic lifts his mouth from my breast, his lips wet and swollen. “Holden will bring food. I’ll get her hydrated. You go clean up.”
Blake kisses my temple before he rises from the nest. The sudden absence of his body heat leaves me shivering despite the fever burning through me.
I grab his hand. “Don’t leave.”
“I’m not going far.” He squeezes my fingers. “I’ll be right back.”
The truth of his words rings through our new bond, the tether between us unbreakable and singing with life. Even as he steps away, hispresence remains inside me, a warm glow beneath my breastbone.
Dominic kisses me and passes me to Nathaniel, who moves closer as Blake disappears into the bathroom. Dominic leaves the nest to retrieve a bag from the hallway.
Nathaniel’s hand slides from my face to my throat, resting over my racing pulse.
